Chapter 1802 She will become someone else's nightmare
More than just a change, Manju will become a nightmare for these people in the future.
Anyone who looks down upon her will be trampled under her feet.
While they were chatting, the person in the car next to them rolled down their window.
Whistled at Manshu: "Beauty, do I need to wait for you? Take off the mask, brothers, take a look?"
Manshu didn't speak to the other party at all, but she gave the other party her middle finger.
Unfortunately, this scene was directly broadcast live.
"Damn, this beauty is so strong. Does she know who was talking to her just now?"
"That's Brother Ming, right? Brother Ming is quite powerful in Asia. The God of Bacchus has not been here in the past few years. He is lucky enough to be in the top three."
"Brother Ming will be killed by women sooner or later. He dares to flirt with Dionysus' women. Doesn't he know that the passenger is Dionysus?"
"I quite like this girl. I hope her behavior next time can be as strong as her middle finger!"
The audience at the scene booed, and online, some scolded Manshu for dressing up, while others rewarded her wildly.
Maybe everyone wants to see Manshu interact with the newcomer brought by Brother Ming.
——Lao Mingzi has been too arrogant in the past two years. The beauty should give him some color.
——Although I don’t like women racing, I hate Lao Mingzi even more. Kill him and let the beauty rush!
——The newcomer Mingzai brings this time is known as the Car God of Qiu Mingshan. He is said to be very good at playing. The beauty should pray for her own life.
"He's very arrogant." Qu Jiu put one hand on the car window on one side, tapping with his fingers, his expression blurry.
Manshu stared straight ahead, but his ears were still perked up to listen to Qu Jiu's words.
"Then kill him."
Qu Jiu spoke in an understatement, even with a careless look in his eyes.
But Manshu knew that this man was offended.
"OK."
Manshu smiled and nodded, as if he didn't take the provocative person on the left seriously.
Qu Jiu patted Manshu's head gently: "You can agree to whatever you know. What if she is very powerful?"
Manshu blinked: "I'll try my best."
The people Qu Jiu could kill must not be that powerful.
"You have to remember to rush forward while saving your life. I'm not afraid of you retreating, but I'm afraid that you will continue to be reckless and not even care about your own life."
He had seen Manshu's competition. She was very reckless and not afraid of death at all.
"You're overthinking it. I cherish my life."
As soon as Manshu finished speaking, the emcee's voice sounded, and the game was about to begin.
"Concentrate, don't worry about me, pay attention to the rearview mirror, don't just rush yourself, the people next to you and behind you are your enemies! Including those in front!"
Qu Jiu's tone finally became more serious.
"Brother Jiu, help me peel a lollipop. I can't peel it myself."
Manshu thought of the only thing he had brought.
Qu Jiu glared at her: "At this time, you still want to eat sweets. Where are you?"
This car was provided by someone else’s organizer, so it’s naturally impossible to put things like lollipops in the car.
Manshu glanced at the hood of his sweatshirt and pursed his lips at Qu Jiunu.
Qu Jiu was speechless, but still reached out to grab the lollipop from her hat.
This girl also put more than one.
He directly caught two, peeled one and fed it to Manshu, and held the other in his mouth.
Although not every shot in the car can be captured, the organizers are obviously very good at it, and the live broadcast cuts to scenes that are enough to make the audience scream.
Qu Jiu's action of feeding Man Shu a lollipop aroused dissatisfaction.