flying switch

The bullet whizzed through the distorted air, and the strong man in the armed sports car spat and hid back in the car with a gloomy expression. The right arm carrying the bazooka was broken along with the bones, and the gold coins rolled to the ground.

Qian Shuichong retracted his silver gun, lowered his center of gravity to the left, approached Wuzhong, and used his motorcycle as a tiptoe for him.The door of the armed sports car was not closed, and the two vehicles behind them did not have time to fire and suppress them. In just a few minutes, they had already tasted the taste of defeat and could not fight back for the time being.

Zhong Rong didn't waste this opportunity, grabbed Jiu's outstretched arm, and used his strength to jump onto the silver tube protruding from the motorcycle's tail wheel.The skateboard engine vibrated, and the blue tail sprang far away, giving him great strength.

Jumping has become a reflexive body memory, Zhong Rong didn't hesitate, and flew directly to the armed sports car leading the way.The cold light of the knuckle-blade was reflected on his hand, and Zhong Rong could smell the smell of gunpowder.Without hesitation, he stepped on the skateboard and broke off the left hand of the strong man who was trying to grab the machine gun, and the sharp blade pierced his neck directly.

The driver's face changed drastically, and he turned the wheel in a hurry. Zhong Rong's center of gravity was unstable, and the sharp blade deviated from the track, piercing the leather seat behind the strong man.The strong man kicked up, Zhong Rong hurriedly jumped up behind his back, bending his knees to block in front of him.The strong man lost his strength, as if he couldn't feel the pain, Zhong Rong's calf connected to the skateboard was numb, but he still didn't change his face.

"Boss!" The driver gasped, and just as he was about to take out his pistol, the bullets crackled and greeted the car beside him.

"do not worry."

[-] A calm voice came out firmly from the earphones, Zhong Rong let out a breath, he no longer paid attention to the driver in peace, stared at the strong man in front of him, pressed his back hard on the skateboard and the calf of the strong man stopped under the board.

The pressure was so hard that even the hard calf bone made a soft "click" sound unbearably.The brawny man frowned tightly, ignoring other things, hastily avoided Zhong Rong's heavy punches, and took the time to swallow the pill.

Zhong Rong couldn't stop him from swallowing the pill, and quickly backed away with his heart tightening, but it was too late, and the strong man had already recovered.The strong man's eyes were full of anger, he grabbed Zhong Rong by the collar, and swiped his other hand, showing shiny steel claws.

Qian Shuichong leaned in front of the sports car, and the motorcycle was supported by the steel bracket protruding from the sports car, so that he could help Wu Zhong wholeheartedly.He raised the chassis of the sports car to the machine gun next to the motorcycle, and while restraining the driver of the armed sports car, he paid close attention to the situation without the clock.The driver refused to open the car door for a long time. Although he didn't have to worry about accidentally injuring Wuzhong, he could only vaguely see Wuzhong's movements.

Wu Zhong drew out a long knife and got stuck in the air. After a moment of stalemate, he was suddenly pressed against the front window of the car. The strong man who held him raised his right hand, and the outline of five long steel claws fell into Qian Shuichong's eyes.His pupils narrowed, the barrel of his gun straightened, and he fired successively at the protected fuel tank port of the sports car.

The driver didn't expect that he would suddenly change his attacking route, and hurriedly turned to avoid it. At the same time, he got angry when he restrained him. He pulled down the weapon control lever with one hand, and raised a cannon from under the car.

The steel claws fell, and because of the shaking of the car body, they hooked onto the front window glass by mistake, making a harsh "thud" sound, and were pushed away by Zhong Rong's strong wrist, and stuck into the hard instrument panel.Zhong Rong temporarily put away the skateboard that was in the way, stepped on the sternum of the strong man and forcibly fixed him, pierced his forearm with a long knife, and stuck his arm with steel claws in its entirety.Zhong Rong kicked away the hand of the strong man who was about to draw his gun, and walked straight with the sharp blade tightly.

The sound of the bombardment made his heart skip a beat, and the sharp blade only half pierced into the strong man's neck.

"Uh——" Zhong Rong's neck was choked violently, and the strong man pulled out his immobilized right arm with a sneer, ignoring the gold coins dropped by Ding Dong, and opened his steel claws again, seeing Zhong Rong's subconsciously rolling eyes, following that direction Looking over, seeing the disappearing motorcycle, he sneered knowingly: "Hmph, stupid."

He posted to Zhong Rong: "Are you concerned about that guy in white? Do you know that if you form a team, your final profits will be shared equally?"

The steel claws slammed into Zhong Rong's arm holding the knuckle blade. Zhong Rong turned pale and pulled out the blade unwillingly.

"Tsk, even if you kill me, you can't get the treasure," the strong man smiled contemptuously, "Stupid hunter, there are only four people, and you still want to deal with the Beast Gang? Hey, answer me, do you know that you and I are fighting desperately?" , the three of them can sit back and enjoy the benefits, and even be happy to be a useless teammate who robs him of his money?"

Zhong Rong clearly rolled his eyes at him, and didn't bother to listen to his quotes about the villains in the second class, so he suddenly raised his legs and strangled the strong man's neck.Ever since he finished fighting with the Beast Gang last time, he has been extremely disgusted with being pinched around the neck.Now, he was artificially suffocated, and it was the Beasts who suffocated him again. With a double thunderstorm, Zhong Rong's temper was extremely bad, and with his legs exerting the greatest strength, he actually broke the strong man's thick neck with a "click".

Seeing the boss being canceled quickly, the driver looked at Zhong Rong who looked up in horror, as if he saw the living Hades, and wished he could get off the assembly line and escape immediately.Of course Zhong Rong didn't give him this chance, looking at him reminded him of the bombardment. [-] Now there is no sound, Zhong Rong's eyes flashed with emotion, he tightened his grip on the sharp blade, but it was put away.

He decided to deal with the driver in another way.

The driver saw him put away the sharp knife and quickly drew his gun, but saw a skateboard appearing under Zhong Rong's feet, sliding out of the sports car like water, and disappearing behind the open door.He raised the muzzle of his gun in panic, aimed at the air one step later, and murmured to himself anxiously: "What...what, where did you go?"

The skateboarder, who disappeared within a second, was clinging to the roof of the sports car. Hearing the driver talking to himself through the roof, he couldn't help curling his lips.The level of the Beast Gang's participation is really polarized, and he still remembers the feeling of fighting with the killer whale group. You come and my blood spurts, aside from other things, it is really enjoyable.Where is it like this, you will be scared to death at a glance, the speed of drawing a gun is as slow as slow-motion, this buddy doesn’t need slow-motion to make up the time when he is filming a TV series, he can finish [-] episodes in a few days.

"Tsk." Zhong Rong couldn't help frowning, why is he like Alai now, thinking about everything.

But he has already reached his destination, so just think about it, it's not a good habit to hold yourself back.He looked at the fuel tank opening in front of him, put on the sleeve gun, confirmed the direction of the sports car where the Moon was, and set the direction of the skateboard in advance, ready to jump off the roof at any time.

The muzzle of the gun was aimed at the fuel tank door with many bullet holes, and Zhong Rong pulled the trigger without hesitation.The driver didn't hear the gunshots, but he felt uneasy and couldn't help turning his head, but he didn't see anything.

Zhong Rong saw that the oil was starting to leak, so he thought of a bad move in a blink of an eye.He removed the muffler, aimed at the leaking fuel tank, and slid off the roof of the sports car as soon as he fired.

The driver finally heard the gunshot, his heart skipped a beat, and the movement of turning his head stopped when his eyes turned to the corners of his eyes—the fuel tank exploded in an instant, the flames engulfed him, and black smoke billowed thickly, following the sports car that rolled out of the road, all the way south. .

Zhong Rong happened to be taken over by MON's sports car, and now he was leaning on the hood of the car with some comfort, watching the black smoke raise the corners of his mouth.

"In a good mood?" The motorcycle suddenly appeared from the side, Zhong Rong looked over in surprise, and Jiu Chong tilted his head, holding the silver gun that he hadn't put away in time.

The sound of the sports car rolling fell into Zhong Rong's ears. He ignored the armed sports car that was left behind and rolled continuously, and stared closely at [-] who didn't even have a hole in his clothes: "Why don't you say you're fine?"

"Blame me?" [-] was in a good mood, "I was wrong."

"No, I'm not..." Zhong Rong felt inexplicably awkward again, he didn't understand himself, but he was happy to see that [-] was fine, "It's good that you're fine."

Qian Shuichong paused for a while, narrowed his eyes, unable to figure out what Wu Zhong was thinking, and went back to the very beginning: "You are in a good mood."

"Because I gave you 'revenge'," Zhong Rong raised his eyebrows, motioning him to look at Hei Yan, "I did a good job, right?"

"Well done." Qian Shuichong laughed, and wanted to reach out to touch the back of his neck, when he suddenly heard a woman coughing deliberately from the earphone.

"Excuse me——" MON tapped the steering wheel heavily with her fingers, she looked straight at the two teammates who were chattering in front of her eyes, and she was full of anger, "We are still followed by a car."

Sweating from the forehead, Alai confronted the stubborn armed sports car behind the car, and agreed with Moon's words: "Yes, yes, help me, two brothers!"

Qian Shuichong turned his head inadvertently, and met Moon's eyes: "Thanks for your hard work."

Zhong Rong felt as if he had turned into Alai, and didn't understand anything important, but the ass of MOON's sports car was indeed being hit by bullets like a rainstorm, so he didn't care anymore, and became serious: "Pinch left and right."

Qian Shuichong nodded, put on the long knife, and the motorcycle went to the right.While turning his head back, he slowed down, raised his long knife and aimed at the machine gun mount.Zhong Rong withdrew to the left side of the sports car, slowly moved to the rear of the car, pulled out the sharp blade and held the sleeve gun, and released the sports car at the right time. The brakes stopped and waited for the armed sports car to come. Stop near the mouth of the fuel tank.

The sports car began to attract fire, and Alai held them at gunpoint, allowing the two of them enough time to reach their destination.

The muscles of the machine gunner's arm were bulging with blue veins, and he controlled the heavy machine gun with one hand. He separated his right hand and put on steel claws to block the machine gun.The long knife hit the steel claw, sparks flew, and the machine gun was safe after that.Qian Shuichong's face remained unchanged, the long knife was pressed tightly on the steel claws, the front wheel of the motorcycle stopped suddenly under his operation, the rear of the car was raised, the front wheel twisted sharply, the body turned violently, and the long knife was thrown again. a force.

The steel claw trembled violently, and the machine gunner had no choice but to release the machine gun and hold the right arm to control the steel claw.Alai has long since stopped shooting to avoid accidentally injuring friendly troops. Now that the ass of the sports car is riddled with holes and is no longer being attacked, he can't help but breathe a sigh of relief. ah……"

The motorcycle was running on one wheel, accelerated suddenly and stopped suddenly, then turned around and hit the steel claws.The steel claw was unbearable to heavy blows, the point where it was affected was the most vulnerable, and a thin trace was cracked under the impact.The machine gunner's forehead was sweating, and he kicked Qian Shuichong's motorcycle recklessly in order to pull out the steel claws.

Qian Shuichong raised the rear of the car without hesitation and then lowered it down hard. The machine gunner let out a scream, and his calf was completely crushed. The wound was rubbed between the rear wheel of the high-speed motorcycle and the rough road.He lost his strength in the severe pain, and the steel claws could hardly resist the long knife.Qian Shuichong turned the knife easily, the tip of the knife opened the steel claw, and cut off the joint of the machine gun with one blow.

The foreign body sensation under the rear wheel suddenly disappeared, Qian Shuichong quickly moved aside, with half of the wheel on the sand, narrowly dodging the steel claw coming towards the wheel.The machine gunner turned off the somatosensory settings, and a steel claw tore off the heel of the pressed leg, and the gold coins fell all the way with a clang.He stared at Qian Shuichong bitterly, swallowed the pill, and soon grew another leg.

Seeing the efficacy of the pills with his own eyes, Qian Shuichong immediately changed his tactics: "Get the pills on them as much as possible."

Zhong Rong looked at the fuel tank that was starting to leak: "...then hurry up."

He put away his sleeve gun, turned over with the knuckle knife in his hand, and was rushing towards the closed car door.The driver obviously didn't notice his presence, as dull as can be.Zhong Rong stood up speechlessly, drew out the long knife, and smashed the long knife hard at the corner of the car window.

He heard gunshots in the loud bang, worried that [-] and himself would be implicated by the exploding car, and hurriedly ordered: "Don't use the gun! The car is leaking oil."

"The driver is about to open the door." Qian Shuichong retracted the long knife, and the machine gunner's arm joint holding the pistol had been completely severed.The machine gunner's face was livid, and he became dull after turning off the somatosensory. He was no match for Qian Shuichong, but he didn't want to feel the pain anymore.

The gold coins rolled to the ground, and the car body suddenly twisted and shook.The driver's attacking steel claw was caught and pulled by the long knife, and half of his body flew out of the car door.The steering wheel was turned, the tires turned, and the front of the car ran towards the sandy ground.

There was a sudden gunshot, and the bullet instantly penetrated Zhong Rong's abdomen.

"Uh——" Zhong Rong snorted, ignoring the driver's hand holding the gun, and pierced the driver's throat with a sharp knife.

The sand was flying, the driver was successfully pulled out of the car by Zhong Rong, and the sharp blade left, he exploded into a pile of data remains with a "bang".Zhong Rong braked quickly, leaving a place of remains on the sand pile not far from the road.While picking up the gold coins and few props all over the floor, he paid special attention to the pills: "I got the pills, three."

The sand was hot, he hissed and got off the ground quickly.The sports car ran farther and farther, Zhong Rong frowned: "Nine?"

"boom--"

Flames shot up into the sky, and there was a loud bang—the armed sports car exploded.

Zhong Rong's heart stopped: "[-]!"