Incredible couple

Zhang Di rushed into the sky.

Byron is always happy to dress up his car. If he can, he is willing to send his car to Motor City for a thorough cleaning and makeover once a week, which will definitely not bother him.

"Hey, Joyce." Byron, who was driving and listening to the radio, suddenly shouted, "There have been a lot of rumors about Boren. Look at what the radio said. The internal staff of the Boren Group mutinied and lost a lot of confidential information. It is urgently remedial, but it seems that it is too late... The renegade has been recruited by Shuhua. Judging from the current situation of the mercenary headhunting company, Shuhua is expected to become the number one headhunting company in the future. This advertisement is well received Not bad, very timely." He raised his eyebrows and smiled.

Shuhua has already launched an operation, and the first wave of offensive seems to be a rumor.

Joyce snorted coldly, and didn't care. He didn't bother to pay attention to what Shuhua wanted to do.

After listening carefully, Sweet began to think about other things.

What the person whose head was trampled on just now said made him worry.In any case, Bolun is a large group with a cloud of killers. He is worried that Joyce and Byron will stumble one day.How can a person drift in the rivers and lakes without being stabbed—he understands this truth, but which brother would take it for granted that his younger brother will fall into trouble one day?Misfortune should be avoided as much as possible.

Sweet really hoped that Shuhua would send a division of assassins and cyborgs, robots, cyborgs and other useful things to protect her brother and... siblings?Brother-in-law?He should just call him by his first name. The old man hates seniority chaos and instability, but the two juniors always ignore his words. Joyce must be the first to disagree with his idea, and he must feel too embarrassed.

They came to the outskirts of the city.

Arriving outside the detection range of the armed detector at the destination, Byron seemed to be on a stimulant, and immediately moved out of the large weapon in the rear compartment of the car—the Eagle KA808 cannon.The cute big guy has extremely low tracking performance, but has absolutely high firepower and launch power.Its strength lies in its fierce firepower and fast attack, but it requires a gunner with absolutely high computing power—the gunner must accurately calculate the impact of the surrounding environment on the fired rocket, and these factors must be taken into consideration before launching ──If there is any mistake, it will cause the cannon to be unable to exert its maximum power, which is a great pity.

Byron is actually a semi-expert in the firearms industry. He knows a little more than laymen, but not enough to penetrate the threshold of proficiency. This is the first time he has touched this kind of cannon. Of course, it is impossible to say that it is accurate.

Men are always very positive about trying something new.

He didn't assemble the cannon very neatly. While assembling, he looked at those parts with gentle and hot eyes, just like looking at a fresh woman lying on his bed. Enjoy the wonderful taste of doing things.

He was the only one who was so interested in this matter. Joyce and his brother didn't know what to talk about in the car-maybe they were arguing about continuing to travel or finding a place to settle down for his brother-this made Iceman Feel very alone.

Byron looked at the assembled cannon with rippling eyes.Ask a group of people to come out to watch the fun, and after warming up, fire the Eagle KA808 cannon.

For the first time, Joyce felt that Byron was so stupid that he should immediately lie down and let himself do it. Seeing how excited he was jumping up and down to the extreme, hoping to show it to everyone, he was so stupid.

There was something wrong with the launch. The huge recoil of the artillery caused the newly assembled gun mount to fall apart, which directly disrupted Byron’s originally planned launch route—he wanted the Eagle KA808 to fly beautifully. Arc——The artillery flew out in a straight line like a badminton pendulum.

Too bad, too bad.

Ice and Fire and the others are located on a mountain top, and the place that can be seen in the distance is the target of this attack. Fortunately, the cannon is flying towards the correct target anyway.

Joyce cursed, everyone quickly got into the car, and Byron drove to the base without saying a word.He received a fist on the head, and he groaned strangely.

"It was just a mistake," cried the Iceman. "I may have missed a screw."

"What a beautiful mistake." Pyro glared, "You should be glad it didn't get into your crotch!"

"It can't be that coincidental." The Iceman tried to calm the Fireman from being so angry. "Don't do this, your head is smoking. Don't let Sweet inhale your second-hand smoke. It's too unhealthy."

Hogan climbed on top of his uncle's head, and after a while, muttered unhappily: "It's arguing again, endlessly." Joyce gave him a hard look.

He couldn't let Byron fiddle with guns around him again, not for a while!He is not afraid of death, and being killed by an accident caused by his companion's mistake is not not afraid of death, it is a joke!

They argued for a while, then stopped.

"I'm a little uncomfortable. The air here seems to be frozen." Byron pulled off his collar and felt a little difficult to breathe.

The head of the family is not good at this point, while he has to bear his wife's unreasonable anger - he feels that it was all an accident just now, and he can't blame himself - at the same time he has to control the steering wheel, and the tense family atmosphere hurts him Sick, he seldom gets sick.

"Something's wrong." Sweet's voice was weak. He not only had difficulty breathing, but also felt a headache, which suddenly started to hurt.

"Get out of here," Joyce said, his voice hoarse.

Before he could say anything, Byron turned the steering wheel and drove in the same direction. Everyone's body had a negative reaction, as if they had a virus...Byron thought of something bad, and he hurriedly froze the car body── ─Except for forums and power systems──I hope that the invading germs can slowly erode the human body.

"You blew up to their Biochemical Virus Research Institute!" Joyce yelled out what he had just thought of, full of anger and almost hysterical hoarseness.

"Please believe that I really didn't mean it!" Byron also yelled hysterically in response, feeling very uncomfortable, and he felt that this would make him look less weak.

"Fuck you, it wasn't on purpose!" Joyce punched him hard, but because of his body, the force was soft, and Joyce hated him so much.What is he here for?It is to complete the first procedure of expressing sincerity in cooperation with Shuhua, and it is also to stretch the muscles.On the way to Shuhua to negotiate terms, he could only wait for Bolun's assassination, which made him extremely frustrated.Today I finally managed to stretch a lot, and the result?The results of it?What are they doing? !

Joyce saw the situation in the back seat from the rearview mirror. Sweet was lying on the seat and twitched slightly. Hogan stood on his uncle's back in a daze and kept asking "what's the matter with you, uncle". The sight fueled Pyro's inner rage.

44 Biochemical pollution

"Apologize with death," said Joyce.His voice was gloomy and cold. He had sworn that anyone who caused Sweet to be hurt would pay the price, and no one could be easily forgiven!

Byron glanced at the furious Burning Man next to him. The lack of strength made this action look like rolling his eyes, and his entire body weight was almost leaning on the steering wheel.Pyro is the easiest in the whole car, because he also has the ability to regenerate.Byron felt so pitiful that he would still be scolded by his wife at such a time.

Byron retched, and couldn't stop feeling sick to his stomach.He leaned his head back and waved his hand casually to the person in the passenger seat, silently expressing that he was uncomfortable and offering to help.Joyce frowned and held onto the steering wheel.

"It deserves it," he cursed, and pushed the cushion down for Byron.

"I hate the feeling of being sick." The Iceman moaned, pressing his forehead. He felt a headache, difficulty breathing, nausea, and even a little body chills.Great, an iceman feels cold.

Joyce drove the suspension car desperately for about ten minutes before he felt that his breathing was not so heavy. Gradually, his breathing became smoother, his strength returned, and his regenerative ability was great.He looked at the two people who were lying down, and they both looked dead.

Should have left the bio-contaminated zone, he thought.Joyce parked the hover car on a hill, pressed a button, and the hood of the hover car opened completely.He looked at the two of them, still maintaining their pained faces, and wondered whether they should be sent to the hospital as they were.

They were nearly two hills away from the explosion site just now, and it can be seen how powerful the virus is and how fast it spreads.The Iceman was in big trouble.

After pretending to be dead for a while, Byron snapped his fingers and said, "Good job." Apart from his driving skills, he had nothing to criticize.

He looked much better, at least he wasn't retching anymore.

Because Sweet is an ordinary person, he didn't recover so quickly, but he was no longer short of breath. He waved his hand to signal not to disturb him, he needed to rest.Hogan was always by his side—when did he get so attached to his uncle?

Oh, it is sulking from its parents. My father bought a new universal Rubik's Cube a few days ago, and he is very angry with his only child.

"You did a good job." Joyce looked coldly at the Iceman slumped on the seat.

Byron closed his eyes and played dead.

Joyce really wanted to beat him up, but it was difficult to do so at this time... After all, Byron was weak now, so he couldn't take advantage of others, right?He doesn't have the habit of being such a villain, and he generally doesn't cheat when dealing with non-hostile people.After all, his ability was never suitable for doing things that lowered his status.

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