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Chapter 120 When will you be free? (Seek collection, follow-up, monthly pass)

Most of the sports cars sold by Federation will be equipped with a power system that far exceeds the needs of daily use. In the normal mode, these redundant powers will be limited by the safety system, limiting the speed per hour to the range allowed by law.

The so-called track mode is to remove the power limit of the vehicle. In this mode, the engine response will be faster, the vehicle will accelerate faster, and the top speed limit will be removed, so that the vehicle's engine advantages can be fully utilized.

If it is on a real track, you can turn on the autopilot system to assist driving, so that novices with poor skills can also enjoy the joy of racing.

But now on the street, the automatic driving system must be turned off, because the automatic driving system will recognize the driving mode according to the surrounding environment, and this complex environment will directly limit the speed to ensure safety.

"Uncle, I can't."

Vianna turned the steering wheel violently, and the pitch-black sports car like a cheetah made a perfect drift at the T-junction, rolling up smoke and dust all over the ground.

In fact, although the car has been switched to manual mode, the automatic driving module is still running at the bottom, but the auxiliary effect is not so good.

This is also one of the reasons why He Ao can safely hand over the car to Vianna.

Of course, another reason is that Vianna really drives well.

As the vehicle gradually got used, Vianna gradually calmed down, and even made a few beautiful drifts.

"Go where there are few people."

He Ao said calmly while assembling the metal parts.

Although the speed of the vehicle was very fast at the moment, his movements did not wobble at all.

"it is good."

Vianna glanced at He Ao out of the corner of her eye, and found that the parts in He Ao's hand had gradually revealed the appearance of a huge gun.

"M73B2, a heavy sniper rifle developed by Ives Space Systems."

He Ao looked at Vianna's eyes and explained casually.

While speaking, he had already assembled the last part.

He raised the gun with one hand, turned around, and took out a small metal box that looked like a weight box from the suitcase. He lightly pressed the surface of the box, and the lid of the box was along the line of his palm. The action starts slowly.

A neat array of golden bullets appeared in his field of vision.

This bullet box has its own magnetic function. He Ao put the box on the back cover of the car, and put the bullets inside into the magazine one by one.

The M73B2 can only load up to eight bullets. There are two optional bullets. The first is a 20mm ultra-long-range sniper bullet, and the other is a 20mm high-explosive bullet.

The bullet He Ao is currently loading is the second type.

Howe jammed the bullet into the barrel of the gun.

In the case of loading high-explosive bullets, although the M73B2 loses part of the range, it can almost be used as a miniature gun in the close-range mode.

"Slow down."

He Ao leaned back on the co-pilot's chair, tilted his body slightly, leaned against the sniper rifle mounted on the rear shell of the car, focused his eyes on the scope, and said softly while adjusting.

"Ah good!"

Although Vianna didn't know why He Ao said that, she still slowed down the speed of the vehicle a little.

At this moment, those gang members are still chasing after them, but the performance of their vehicles is obviously far from that of Ao's car. Even if He Ao and Vianna are blocked by the chaotic vehicles on the street, they cannot use this car's performance. It has an absolute advantage, but it still gradually distances itself from most of the chasing vehicles.

However, there were still some vehicles closely following He Ao, and the front one was a modified jeep with a hyena skull hanging in front of it.

A few crazy-looking youths were driving a jeep with a submachine gun and rushing towards the black sports car. Their bullets were pouring crazily at the tail of the sports car, regardless of whether they would hurt passers-by.

From time to time, they even shot a few shots at innocent passers-by hiding in a hurry on the street, and laughed.

Howo moved his body and put his eyes close to the scope.

All sniper rifles need to be adjusted for accuracy before use, but He Ao checked this gun last night. He did not disassemble the scope and gun body that required painstaking adjustments. Difficulty of debugging after assembly.Although according to the ability of the 'spectator', he can hit it completely with the iron sight, but the experience from Ender's memory still made him get used to adjusting the firearm first, after all, he can't get it every time. 'Spectator' talent sequence.

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"It's the Hyena Gang! Run! Run!"

There was a panicked cry from the crowd, followed by the sound of running around.

Wearing a mask, sunglasses and a cashmere hat, the girl who was completely wrapped up just took the small cake from the store on the side of the road, when she saw the store quickly shut the security door and shouted to her while closing it, "Hyena Gang Come on, girl, run, run!"

"?"

The girl turned her head in confusion, and there were people fleeing in panic everywhere, and the shops on the street closed their anti-theft doors one after another.

There was a rapid gunshot in the distance. It was a jeep carrying several excited young people. They seemed to be chasing something. The guns in their hands were splattering bullets. These bullets were not completely pointing forward. Splashed by the fleeing passers-by.

Several people who ran slowly were shot in the calf, and blood flowed out.

Instead of feeling guilty, their youth laughed out loud.

The girl shook her head, holding the small cake in her hand, and was about to dodge backward when a piercing cry reached her ears.

She looked up, and saw a little girl wearing a pink padded jacket and ponytails standing on the spot near the street, crying, "Mom, mom, where are you?"

Everyone around her had already run away, and she was standing alone by the side of the street. The jeep was getting closer and closer. A young man spotted the crying little guy. Yes to the little girl.

The girl's backward steps paused for a moment, and then she rushed out like a phantom, reached out and grabbed the little girl, held her in her arms, and ran back.

The muzzle of the young man in the car was slowly aimed at her back.

boom--

The bullet pierced the air, and there was a bang.

It pierced through the Jeep's windshield, through the driver's body, and into the high-performance battery under the vehicle.

A roaring explosion sounded suddenly, and the scorching heat wave blew away the girl's cashmere hat, revealing her long golden hair that shone with brilliance.

"thanks, thanks."

An anxious woman rushed out, with tears in her eyes, she took the little girl who was too frightened to cry from the young girl, checked the child's safety, "I will turn my head away I bought a piece of bread... I turned around and bought a piece of bread..."

After confirming that the child was fine, she had a chance to raise her head and look at the girl's cheek, then she was slightly stunned, and asked tentatively, "Are you...?"

Only then did the girl realize that her hat had been blown off, and her sunglasses were also thrown off by the action just now. She pressed her hair, smiled, and was about to speak when a black MPV stopped behind her , the sliding door was slammed open,

"Grandma, get in the car!"

"Please don't say it."

The blond girl tilted her head towards the woman and the little girl, then walked into the car.

"Um"

The woman nodded slightly, watching the door of the MPV close and gradually go away.

"My aunt, the concert is about to start,"

Inside the car, a sexy girl was scratching her head anxiously, "What are you running around at this time?"

The blond girl didn't answer her, but took down a small birdcage hanging on the roof of the car, a beautiful canary was standing in the cage, she watched the bird in the cage quietly,
"When will you be free?"

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