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There was fierceness and cruelty in Jim Brown's eyes, he just wanted to kill Yang Yun.

The task given to him by the United States is to kill Yang Yun, otherwise someone else will be arranged to take his place.

"with full force!"

Jim Brown presses the red button inside Tank Man.

All the weapons poured out with amazing firepower.

Seeing this, other countries opened fire at the same time.

The audience in Yanhua's live broadcast room were sweating for Yang Yun.

The scorching flames exploded on the track, and the huge mushroom cloud made people think that this was not a race, but a world war.

In front of the screen, you can only see the fiery red explosion air waves spreading outward, galloping, destroying one car after another around Yang Yun's hovering car.

Automobiles in more than 200 countries were destroyed in this blow, not even slag was left.

If it was said that Yang Yun only threatened the survival of various countries in the IWC Olympic Games before, now he poses a military threat.

Song Xiong's eyes were red, and he turned his back to Xiao Wang.

"No, don't kill it, just make it disabled."

Fortunately, Yang Yun had the foresight to take the plastic bag.

Yang Yun grinned, looked at the scattered cars and said.

After 20 seconds, the track returned to calm, and a [-]-meter deep pit appeared on the track, and the position of Yang Yun in the middle was empty.

Yanhua was jubilant, but other countries were not so happy.

Just covered by firepower, Benben went supersonic, then drifted, moved, and avoided bullets and explosion shock waves.

Half a minute later, the hovering car stopped. The car in the sky fell freely and fell to pieces on the ground. As for whether the people inside were dead or alive, no one cared.

"The sweeping monk is fine!"

Yang Yun quickly replied.

The suspended cars got faster and faster, and the tornado got bigger and bigger. More than a dozen cars were sucked in, reaching a height of 20 meters.

More than 50 cars roared forward with the roar of the accelerator.

"Aren't you going to kill me? Come on, I'm right here, come here!"

Therefore, it remains unscathed after the impact.

Yang Yun stroked the dog's head and said.

Yang Yun is confident about the high intensity produced by the system.

"Sun thief! If you have the guts, come here!"

Yang Yun died, so dead that there was not even a scum left.

Rush to the car line.

"Sweeping monk yyds!"

"Where is the sweeping monk? Why is there no camera!"

Under the supersonic rotation, a small tornado appeared on the track.

This is indeed a small method, a small method of dividing people into small pieces.

Yanhua live broadcast room.

"I, Yang Yun, have a pure nature. I fasted and recited Buddhism since I was a child, and I never had bad relations with people. However, the beasts from other countries have been provoking me. I will use some small means to punish me later. Don't call me cruel."

Under the high speed, the car in Kimchi Country was smashed to pieces and fell apart.

. . . .

Now his stomach is empty, there is no acid water, and he can't vomit even if he wants to vomit.

"My compatriots in Yanhua, I know you are watching the live broadcast."

"I heard that Miguo wants to go to heaven, so I'll take you there to see it!"

Everyone stopped like a ghost, not daring to go forward.

The suspended car turns around.

The suspension car is made of high-strength carbon fiber, which is far stronger than all other cars on the field.

"Don't worry, the show has just begun."

There is no weapon, so the speed of the American car is not slow. Killing Yang Yun and winning the game is the second task.

Jim Brown turned the car around to flee.

"I knew he was fine."

"I don't believe anything will happen to the sweeping monk."

Yanhua live broadcast room.

The huge air wave spread for a radius of one kilometer, and all the cars were overturned by the air wave.

The rest are speechless, don't run, wait to die!

"Impossible! The sweeping monk is so calm."

"Stupid, kill them!"

Five minutes later, cars from major countries refused to give way to each other, chasing each other.

Also, small means. . . .

Yang Yun must die!
Looking at the black car in front of him, Jim Brown grew angrier and shouted.

Press the green button inside the tank car, Jim Brown's cockpit pops out and falls to the ground, suddenly it is a five-wheeled Hongguang mini car of the same size.

Good natured?Who in the world doesn't know that you, Yang Yun, have a dirty heart.

He completed the task and became a great hero in the United States.

Then, the door opened and a man in a helmet stepped out.

"It made me worry for nothing, and I almost shed tears."

The man raised his middle finger first, then hooked his hands together and yelled.

Winning means that you are not prepared to win, and you can't kill Yang Yun. In this case, running away is undoubtedly the best way.

Eating fast and praying to Buddha?Co-authored the live broadcast a few days ago, the big fish and the big head are not what you eat, right?
Don't have sex with people?Yes, stretching out the middle finger and saying "Come here" is an insult to the personality, it does not hurt the other party, and it is not a bad relationship.

In just a few seconds, Yang Yun vomited up, including the sour water from the previous night.

Yang Yun sneered.

Xiao Wang nodded and took out Song Xiong's military uniform.

"Tornado destroys parking lot."

"Perhaps it was pretended to make us feel at ease."

Such a dense firepower net did not kill Yang Yun. Is this guy a monster?
If the electronic dog driving the car is put on the battlefield, unless a super-large-scale area-destroying weapon is used, the Yanhua troops can go straight to the enemy camp in the car.

"It won't happen, will it?"

The driver inside was broken into several pieces, blood spattered all over the floor.

In order to kill Yang Yun, everyone ran out of ammunition, and free racing became a contest of speed.

"Run? Then let me help you."

The suspended car turns on supersonic speed to circle around the United States.

In the United States, Fusang, Eagle Country, Kimchi Country, etc., the head of state was so angry that he overturned the table.

Without a weapon, Jim Brown could only stare at Yang Yun.

"Let's all go together, block this guy, let's pull him out of the car and kill him!"

A sentence popped up in the minds of the people of Yanhua.

Not only the United States, but many countries have also left behind, turning the cockpit into a car.

The rumbling sound has been echoing on the track without dissipating.

Yang Yun got on the car, and when the Miguo car was only ten meters away from the hovering car, the hovering car moved.

You call this a trick?
Originally, everyone was curious about what a small trick is.

The mouth corners of everyone in the live broadcast room twitched.

"Captain, we are always ready."

Not seeing Yang Yun's figure, nor Yang Yun's camera, Yanhua fell into sadness.

It was at the same speed as Jim Brown, and the two always kept an ambiguous distance of ten meters.

Taking off the helmet, Yang Yun was ready to act aggressive.

Tank car, no, inside the tattered tank, Jim Brown kept searching for traces of Yang Yun with radar, and found no traces within 1000 meters, so he finally felt relieved.

"Ready to fight!"

Yang Yun took off his helmet, so he wouldn't vomit.

Suddenly, a black figure appeared in front of them.

The American car was sucked into the tornado along with Jim Brown.

Anger reverberated in Jim Brown's heart. He didn't think about how Yang Yun ran out of the encirclement surrounded by firepower. He stepped on the accelerator and the car rushed towards Yang Yun.

As a result, the whole world saw through the live broadcast that a black suspended car chased the scattered cars like a life-threatening black impermanence.

The overtaken car will be smashed into pieces by the suspended car, and the people in the cockpit will fall high and then fall, with fractures or limbs.

The howling drowned out the roar of the engine.

In the Yanhua live broadcast room, the timid viewers shuddered, and an idea popped up in their hearts.

Sweeping monks don't have the habit of SM.