Infinite nonsense

"Ha ha?!!!"

Yang Mo looked at Qiao Jing outside the car for a while and then immediately realized that his expression was very rich.

"elopement?"

Yang Mo looked at Qiao Jing in disbelief and said dumbly.

"This is really fun..."

After hearing this, Zhang Yehui was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but laugh a few times.

Qiao Jing turned to look at Yang Mo, smiled lightly, and stepped back.

"What are you doing...this guy?" Yang Mo covered his mouth and was completely confused.

"It seems that I interrupted your elopement with your girlfriend. I'm sorry."

The smiling man looked at Qiao Jing with half of his face showing an extremely crazy smile.

"But boy, you have to die here today!!!"

At this time, countless firearms in the air were loaded simultaneously in an instant, and a huge metallic sound exploded. Countless black gun muzzles were all pointed at Zhang Qiaojing.

"Can your [ideal] be worth my [hobby]?"

Qiao Jing looked up at the countless firearms in the sky and smiled.

"Let's give it a try~"

"Boy..."

The smiling man took off half of the remaining mask and slowly opened his mouth.

"What is a mere ordinary player shouting in front of me?!"

At this time, metal-like firearms quickly grew out of the smiling man's mouth, spurting out of his mouth like tree branches growing at 10 times the speed.

Military rifles, pistols, shotguns, assault rifles, submachine guns, light machine guns, Gatling, shotguns, sniper rifles.............

These guns fused together like concrete to form a huge metal object pointed at Qiao Jing, who was less than ten meters away on the ground.

Qiao Jing looked up at the giant metal object in the mouth of the smiling man flying in mid-air.

"It's really amazing... You actually have such a big Big Mac stuffed in your mouth all the time... No wonder every time I talk to you, I smell like gunpowder."

Qiao Jing put his hands into his sweater pockets and looked at the smiling man in wonder.

【Final Style·Metal Carnival】

The smiling man was laughing indistinctly, and the flesh around his mouth had been stretched open by various firearms, and was already a bloody mess.

"Uncle, Yang Mo is leaving it to you."

Qiao Jing turned sideways and looked at Zhang Yehui who was struggling to climb out of the car.

"Ah? What are you going to do?! We're running out of time!" Zhang Yehui said anxiously as he looked at Qiao Jing who was walking away.

"Damn...why did something go wrong here?" Zhang Yehui clicked his tongue and cursed secretly.

Zhang Yehui stood up and kicked the car door open with all his strength.

"Hurry up, boy! Let's go first!" Zhang Yehui grabbed Yang Mo and pulled him out.

"Qiao Jing... Qiao Jing, what should he do?" Yang Mo looked at the smiling man in the distance with a sad face.

Is he... also a player?

"Don't worry about him now, he can keep up with us! Anyway, let's protect ourselves first!" Zhang Yehui looked up at the scary smiling man.

"I'm not strong enough to deal with that kind of "administrator"..."

Zhang Yehui smiled weakly at the monster in the air.

Yang Mo looked at Qiao Jing's gradually blurring back and took a deep breath and ran there.

"Hey! What are you doing?!"

"I'm going to help him!!"

If Uncle and Qiao Jing can scale their "abilities" smoothly and freely, then maybe... I can too!

Yang Mo stood up on his toes and ran forward, quickly inserting the earphones in his hands into his ears.

"I will use my super senses again no matter what!"

Yang Mo gritted his teeth and yelled.

【Start link】

Qiao Jing turned around and looked at Yang Mo, who was running toward him, with a confused look.

"Yang Mo?"

"Qiao Jing..."

At this moment, Yang Mo's eyes burst open and blood spurted out from his eye sockets.

"It hurts...no...it doesn't seem to... hurt at all?"

The muscles in Yang Mo's eye sockets grew again in an instant, and new eyes grew.

Yang Mo tightened his blue eyes and rolled his eyes to look at the smiling man and yelled at Qiao Jing.

"Qiao Jing!! Hurry and lie down about seven meters away from the zebra crossing!!!"

No good... Although you can see the approximate location of the ballistic direction of all bullets flying in the future after 0.5 seconds, it is only an approximate... And why does this ability only last for 5 seconds? ...

Yang Mo looked at the remaining numbers displayed on the electronic window in front of him and gritted his teeth subconsciously.

"It's too short... Qiao Jing will lose his life because of his rough judgment..."

[I no longer want everyone around me to die unintentionally...]

"Qiao Jing!!!" Yang Mo exclaimed as he watched the sparks gradually flashing out in the air.

Qiao Jing turned to look at Yang Mo and smiled.

"I always believed in you."

Qiao Jing quickly turned around and ran towards the road.

"No..." Yang Mo looked pale and despaired at the rain of bullets flying down all over the sky.

"There's no way to escape..."

"Qiao Jing... and I will both die here... before I have time..."

The figure of He Jiaqing flashed in Yang Mo's mind.

"I haven't had time to give it to you yet..."

Yang Mo opened his blue pupils wide and looked at the rain of bullets that could be seen everywhere.

At this time, Yang Mo looked at the flying overhead...

"car?!"

Yang Mo quickly turned his head and looked behind him in surprise.

"Damn...it's not a worry for either of them..." Zhang Yehui grabbed his left arm with his right hand to suppress his trembling left hand and forced a smile.

“Don’t underestimate the explosive power of married men!!!”

At this time, all the cars parked in shopping malls, supermarkets, and shopping streets on the road began to tremble together in an instant.

[Stay away from both of them! ! ! 】

Zhang Yehui quickly turned his trembling left hand upward and roared.

At this time, all the cars within the radius of Zhang Yehui took off towards the smiling man.

"It's useless, it's useless, it's useless, it's useless, it's useless, it's useless, it's useless, it's useless, it's useless... ............"

The smiling man turned his body and lifted the oversized metal object into the air.

【Final ceremony·Fireworks】

At this time, the rain of bullets that was originally flying down at high speed actually flew towards the ground in a curved trajectory, looking like fireworks from a distance.

At this time, all the cars flew over Yang Mo's head towards the hail of bullets.

"Run..."

Zhang Yehui gasped and opened the fingers of his left hand and shouted.

"I can still... hold on for half a minute... no... about 30 seconds. Before that, hurry up and run towards the high-speed rail station..." Drip dripped from Zhang Yehui's nose as he spoke. Blood.

Explosions continued one after another as cars and bullets collided in the sky, and the smell of gasoline and burning permeated the entire Beicheng District.