Type-Moon, but the Servant is Tom

With a single operation of sparks and lightning, what was originally an iron bucket was welded to the left side of the chariot, very neatly.

Then, Tom took out a linen bag from Bai Song's blind spot, placed it on the ground, opened it, and took out one weapon after another.

This is exactly what Bai Song pulled out from Hong A's butt before, a bunch of fake and shoddy treasures.

Well...even though it is said to be a fake product, let's just say it is a Noble Phantasm.

After taking out all these fake treasures, Tom put them one by one into the iron bucket just welded to the left side of the chariot.

The number of counterfeit Noble Phantasms was 24, and the number of prefabricated ammunition nests in the iron barrels also happened to be 24. If Tom had not secretly counted the number of Noble Phantasms before, no one would believe it.

In this way, although the main body of this tank is not yet completed, the first ammunition rack has been installed, and even the ammunition has been installed.

Then came another round of knocking, and the main body of the vehicle was also installed.

It's just... No matter what Bai Song thinks, he still can't figure out why Tom has enough parts to install four tires on this tank when the battery car only has two tires?

Moreover, the parts of the vehicle are completely inconsistent. An F1 racing car was built from the parts of a small eDonkey. It can only be said that this wave of things was created out of nothing.

In fact, even the engine of this newly built tank has 10 anus!

The size of this engine is almost as big as the size of the entire battery car before it was dismantled.

Looking at the F1-type chariot that was constantly taking shape in front of him, Bai Song lowered his head and looked at the battery that Tom and Jerry had not yet taken away, feeling deeply suspicious.

This crappy thing... can it drive this 10-cylinder racing car?

Chapter 202 Nuclear Powered Chariot?!

If this can be driven by a broken battery, then nuclear fusion is probably not going on in the battery.

Otherwise, how would it be possible to drive a 10-cylinder F1 racing car? Isn’t that funny?

Moreover, this F1 type car is not an ordinary F1 car, but pretends to be a missile nest. Now Tom and Jerry are constantly adding various super F1 tanks for the attack department.

If this really inspired him, then Bai Song could only say one word to this little battery.

That is... you are really a heifer sitting on a steamer, you are so awesome!

No matter what Bai Song's inner view was at this time, Tom and Jerry didn't think there was anything wrong with the chariot they made, and they kept loading a lot of things that Bai Song couldn't understand. thing.

The only thing exposed now is the missile nest on the far left, but what is certain is that this tank cannot have only this kind of attack method.

There are no fewer than five things like the side chainsaw, the tail nail cabin, etc. that Bai Song can understand!

Not to mention, Tom and Jerry also installed a bunch of strange gadgets that even Bai Song couldn't understand.

The only thing that Bai Song could understand and that wasn't considered an offensive part was probably the rocket launcher installed at the end of this F1 tank.

After seeing this rocket injector, Bai Song... was speechless.

He didn't understand, was there something wrong with his description, or was it that Tom and Jerry had their own unique understanding of the so-called chariot?

Why would a racing car running on the ground have a rocket launcher the size of a washbasin as its anus?

Only about ten minutes have passed from the beginning to now, and the tank has already taken shape in front of Bai Song. Except for the cockpit that has not yet been installed, everything is ready.

But...the problem lies in the cockpit.

Jerry built the cockpit to his own dimensions, apparently intending it to be used as a race car driver.

Like Jerry, Tom also built himself a cockpit that suits his own size. Obviously, all the buttons, joysticks, etc. are all made according to his own size.

The two little ones, Tom and Jerry, were not trying to show weakness at all when it came to the installation of the cockpit, so much so that they almost got into a fight.

And this is indeed the case.

I saw the two little ones putting the cockpits in their hands to the side, and then rushed together to fight.

To use a more appropriate word to describe it, this is the friendly involution (physics) between cat and mouse.

Seeing the two start to fight, Bai Song had no choice but to slap his face helplessly, Well... what I was most worried about finally happened.

But just fight, true feelings come from fighting, whether on the battlefield or in bed.

However... just when Bai Song indulged this cat and mouse in such a Buddhist way, he suddenly discovered that they were fighting and moving at the same time, and the direction of movement... was exactly what they had just created. Nice tank!

Seeing this, Bai Song was so shocked that he didn't care what he was thinking before and stopped him repeatedly.

Stop...you stop! Don't fight anymore!

However, the two little pigs that had knocked out the pig's brains obviously didn't listen carefully to what Bai Song was shouting at this time.

In desperation, Bai Song only came up with the trump card, Spike, come on!

After Bai Song gave an order and confirmed that Bai Song had no intention of seizing his wife again, Spike, who had already relaxed, decisively pounced on the cat and mouse.

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30 seconds later.

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The cat and the mouse each carried several large bags, and they smiled and shook hands with each other in a very harmonious manner.

Seeing the cat and mouse restored to a friendly state again, Bai Song was very satisfied and said happily, This is how cats and mice should coexist peacefully.

After the handshake ended, Tom and Jerry pointed at the cockpit simultaneously, and then set their sights on Bai Song.

Obviously, the two of them want Bai Song to decide who is responsible for driving this chariot. It seems that both of them really want to compete as racing drivers.

Seeing this, Bai Song paused for a moment and then said, How about... why not just drive a car together?

Choosing one of them will obviously make the other one unhappy, but well, if he doesn't choose between these two, Bai Song's only options are himself and Spike, that stupid dog.

Let’s not mention it himself. After all, his legs were broken and he couldn’t use his third leg to step on the pedals.

Then look at Spike... Well, only people with poor brains and IQ would let a stupid dog drive a racing car. This is purely because they don't want to win.

If you want to avoid favoring one side, in Bai Song's opinion, driving a racing car at the same time is probably the best solution to this dispute, right?

When Bai Song made this suggestion that seemed to be constructive, but was actually He Xini's suggestion, Tom and Jerry looked at each other, and their two little eyes lit up at the same time.

Obviously, the two of them think this is very feasible!

Seeing that both the cat and the mouse were very satisfied with his judgment, Bai Song said decisively.

If you all agree, then let's do it.

Hearing this, the cat and the mouse looked at each other and decisively walked towards the chariot with their own cockpits at the same time, very firmly.

Looking at the backs of the two little ones, Bai Song nodded with great satisfaction, and then continued to lie down on the plastic chair of the food stall and continue to rest.

Although I didn't do anything today, I was really lucky to myself.

While thinking this, Bai Song closed his eyes happily and began to relax. He had not relaxed well all morning.

Not long after, the banging and banging sounds in the direction of the chariot slowly stopped.

Bai Song guessed in his heart that this probably meant that it had been transformed, right? Ever since, Bai Song opened his eyes.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he was amazed by this chariot. Although the paint was a very simple red, Bai Song was very satisfied with the uneven body.

There is a small cockpit only 50 centimeters from the front of the car. It is obvious that this size is reserved for Jerry.

Next is a seat suitable for Tom, and the third...

Bai Song suddenly realized that there seemed to be one more seat, and it was obviously not Spike's size, so he asked with a question mark on his face, Huh? Why is there a third seat?

Unexpectedly, as soon as these words came out, Tom and Jerry decisively pointed their fingers at Bai Song and Ben Song.

......I?

Hearing this, the cat and mouse nodded at the same time.

The corner of Bai Song's mouth twitched a few times, and he said with a look of disbelief.

You expect me, a disabled person, to drive?

Chapter 203 The opening day of the racing competition!

After a series of gestures, Bai Song finally figured out what Tom and Jerry were thinking.

First, Jerry sits at the front and is responsible for controlling some weapons, brakes and horns.

Then there is Tom, who sits in the middle and is also responsible for controlling some weapons and horns, and then also needs to control the throttle... um... or call it a switch?

The third seat was occupied by Bai Song, who had just broken his left leg. He was not responsible for controlling weapons, but he needed to control the steering wheel and sound the horn.

What kind of crazy division of labor is this?

Bai Song couldn't help but cover his face with his hands as if autistically. He originally thought that Tom and Jerry's so-called division of labor meant that one was responsible for using weapons and the other was responsible for driving the chariot.

As a result, it was Wanwanmei who thought of it, and these two little guys made a sexy move.

arms? Everyone controls it together! drive? Everyone controls it together! trumpet? Everyone controls it together!

With such an operating system, if they can win tomorrow, it will probably be because none of the contestants except them have prepared their own chariots, but choose to drive the children's bicycles provided by the organizer (note: come with training wheels).

Moreover, this must ensure that there is not even a single Rider class servant participating in the competition.

Rider class servants with riding skills, not to mention driving a child's bicycle, even if they are riding a rocking car, they will kill themselves and the cats and mice!

Especially when you control the steering wheel yourself, it is even more certain.

Are you sure you want to do this?

Hearing this, the cat and the mouse looked at each other and nodded firmly.

You won't change?

The cat and the mouse nodded again, with the same firm attitude.

Okay, show off. Bai Song's eyes darkened. He had known that even if the other party felt that he was partial, he would have to designate who would drive and who would control the weapons.

Just rehearsing in his mind the scene of a cat and a mouse controlling the driving of a vehicle at the same time, Bai Song felt that there was no hope of winning.

Instead of looking forward to winning the championship, it is better to wait for the next game in this Laoshizi paradise.

The bad news is that they may be the fastest team to be eliminated in the game.

The good news is that they may be the fastest team to prepare for the next one.

In short, no matter what, the reality is that there is no need to fight hard anymore, just let it go.

At noon, Bai Song went to use Gudazi's white prostitute roll to have two prostitutes for free, and then packed one of the food for Spike. This was purely regarded as a reward for Spike's meritorious service in beating Cu Chulainn.

In the evening, Bai Song used his last chance for free sex again and got a roast chicken.

Obviously, Bai Song wanted to prevent his three little chickens from quarreling over who owned the two chicken legs.

Therefore, with such a fearless spirit of sacrifice, Bai Song decisively chose to show off these two thighs and two chicken wings by himself.

Then the legless and wingless roast chicken was cut into two sections from the waist. The lower body belonged to Spike, and the upper body was split in half from the middle. Tom and Jerry each got half.

This can be said to be three bowls of water held flat, not tilted at all.

What is fairness? This horse riding is called fairness!

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The next morning, around 9 o'clock.

Hmm~ah, um... Bai Song's eyes moved slightly for a few times, and then he slowly opened his eyes.

What caught Bai Song's eyes was a messy dead end. If Tom and Jerry hadn't jointly built a tent, he would have slept in the open air all night.

Although the so-called tent is actually a matchbox made of wood from unknown sources, and a large enough tarp is placed horizontally on the hollow matchbox.

Because of this, the front and back are empty, and there is no door.

Fortunately, the back is against a wall of the alley, so the empty back can be treated as if it does not exist, and it can be treated as sleeping with the door open all night.

Rubbing his sleepy eyes, Bai Song took out his mobile phone from his pocket.

It's already 9:59? Damn it! After seeing the time, Bai Song immediately stopped feeling sleepy and came over in shock, Ouch!

The moment he stood up, Bai Song felt an extremely strong pain in his left jio.

At this moment, Bai Song remembered that he had broken his left foot yesterday.

However, Bai Song's pain was not in vain. With this shout, all the sleeping cats and mice lying on the ground were awakened by Bai Song.

Except for Spike, who slept like a dead dog, even though he was sleeping on Bai Song's right side, the shout just now did not wake him up.