Marvel's Rampage

Chapter 101 There are no cannibals in Afghanistan

In a province like this where the Ten Commandments Gang is rampant, it is completely impossible to say that the top government officials have nothing to do with them. In fact, most of them are puppets pushed to the stage by the terrorists. The city security officer who was just exposed It's one of them.

But Xue Pan really wanted to let him go.

After all, all his lackeys were bombarded into shaqima, and the frequent bombings of government buildings must not be concealed. The city security officer, who was informed that the armed forces around him were empty, relied on his IQ that had been gnawed by two halves. How many more days I can sit in this position, but I really don’t know for sure...

You know, the Ten Rings Gang is not the only organization in Afghanistan.

But since the guy had died in Xue Pan's hands, there was no need to leave so quickly. The boy decided to search the city security officer's office to see if he could find anything useful.

However, although the office is grand, bright and large in area, except for the desk and a few chairs, there is only a vending machine, a bookshelf, a few short tables that are not even drawers, and a bunch of things that he wants everyone to know. Fancy textile crafts that are rich but have no taste at all.

"He has a vending machine in his office. I quite admire that." As soon as the search started, Xue Pan walked to the vending machine standing in the corner next to the door and knocked on the glass. Confirming authenticity: "However, he is still a bastard...or rather, he used to be a bastard."

"Well, that's right," Li Qianhuan nodded in agreement, then walked to the chair where the city security officer was and sat down.

Then she couldn't help but swayed from side to side and put her feet up on the desk: "This chair is ugly, but it's so damn comfortable."

Xue Pan looked up at the girl and continued to rummage through the rest of the items in the office.

But after a rough search, even the most suspicious bookshelf was filled with magazines with various undressed ladies printed on the covers.

Xue Pan said that it was completely understandable. After all, with that guy's IQ, he probably couldn't handle anything serious.

After confirming with Wen Sidai that there was basically no gain, the boy greeted Li Qianhuan, who was still sitting in the chair and couldn't bear to get up: "Get up, we should go."

The girl sat up straight and rubbed the armrests of the chair with her palms: "But before you leave, you have to bring something as a souvenir..."

Xue Pan crossed his arms: "No, you won't take away this comfortable chair."

Li Qianhuan's expression was very disappointed for a time.

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With the help of the detailed map contributed by the car rental agency owner, the three of them calmly left the city while avoiding the belated law enforcement officers, and followed the area drawn by the city security officer as they moved forward.

There are still smooth cement roads to walk within the city limits, but after leaving the city limits, there are only loess roads pressed out by vehicles. And as the distance increases, Xue Pan and his party will soon even lose sight of the loess roads. There was no way to go, so he plunged directly into the vast desert.

The vast but almost unchanged scenery quickly made the girls feel monotonous. Li Qianhuan soon became drowsy when her proposal to take turns driving was rejected.

But this silence did not last long. Li Qianhuan, who was leaning against the car window, yawned and suddenly said: "Hey, Xue..."

"Shut up," the boy said lazily. "Unless this car is no longer our only means of transportation, none of you will touch the steering wheel."

If a novice female driver who has never touched a car takes to the road, the consequences will be equivalent to three car bombs.

Although she and Wen Sidai's psychological quality must be good enough, and there are not many things to hit in this wilderness, Xue Pan is afraid that they will be too happy...

He didn't want to experience the 200-mph high-speed driving of the steering wheel to practice the Armstrong cyclotron, jet spiral into the sky, etc. This was a Hummer, not a hearse.

"No, I mean look over there," Li Qianhuan pointed to the window beside her and said, "There is a car approaching us."

Okay, it seems that he misunderstood. Xue Pan turned his head and stared at the approaching vehicles for a while. He could not see the machine gun mounted on the roof of the car or the man hanging half of his body outside the car window waving a rifle. Like a trained, disciplined American soldier.

"Okay, it seems it didn't take long to find the person." The boy regained his energy, turned the steering wheel and rushed forward.

However, the people in those five cars were obviously very hospitable, and they greeted them warmly with a wave of fire even though they were far away.

From such a long distance, it was hard to tell whether it was the bullets or the rocks that rattled the Hummer's shell.

Winstead closed the book in her hand and said, "This will be fun." Then she picked up an RPG rocket launcher that had been loaded from the center armrest with a large gap.

Only something that can be picked up and used is a weapon. If you put it in a box and stuff it in the trunk and wait for the enemy to come over to get it, then it is not called a weapon, but a material.

On the opposite side, that wave of shooting was really just a greeting to them.

One of the bandits shrank out of the car window and asked the little leader in the back seat: "Boss, they didn't react or run away."

"Call me sir."

"Sir, how should we deal with that guy?"

"Lazar wants Tony Stark to live, we can't let him die," the little boss said: "Send two cars to deal with it, and the rest of the people will go back with me."

The bandit who was seeking instructions picked up the walkie-talkie and conveyed the order. Immediately, two vehicles came out from behind and accelerated towards the Hummer of Xue Pan and his group. The remaining three vehicles turned around. Avoid conflict.

"They left separately, what should we do?" Li Qianhuan saw the situation changed and asked loudly, pointing to the three cars turning in the other direction.

"Ignore those who are running away, deal with what's in front of you first." Xue Pan thought for a moment and didn't think that the time to deal with the two cars would be enough for them to run far away.

But the desperadoes on the opposite side obviously didn't take the lonely second-hand Hummer as a big deal. They fired bullets casually and approached openly.

Bandit A laughed loudly in the carriage: "That car came out of nowhere. It's so stupid, but it's great to have it delivered to your door."

"Haha, fresh prey," Bandit B leaned half out of the car and patted the car door manically: "Tear off all the edible parts."

Bandit A: "We don't have to eat everyone"

Bandit B: "Bullshit every skirmish is an unexpected dinner"

These words were buried in the roar of the engine and the slightly distant distance.

Xue Pan could only tell from their body language that they were shouting, while Wen Sidai and Li Qianhuan each held an RPG, waiting for the right moment to blow them up into the sky.