Cyber ​​vampire's sister control career

"Damn!" Adolf frantically turned the steering wheel, swung his car back and forth to avoid the bullets flying behind him.

Snapped!A bullet exploded in the rearview mirror that Adolf had been watching out of the corner of his eye.

Cold sweat kept dripping from his forehead.

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Om——Akiyama drives into Lang  descends and lies on the coke  punishment  urgent cylinder da 狗 kowtow  lanyin chisel G?/p>

"Indigo! It's not good!" A dialog box of a white-haired rabbit suddenly popped up in the upper left corner of the Lanshen Pseudo-God's Vision, "That Adolf Vladimir is being targeted by the Skeleton Party! Now he is driving to avoid it Their pursuit!"

Because of Lan Shen's entrusted relationship, Bai Danxiang has been using a small program to monitor Adolf Vladimir's activities, and she got this information when he first met the Skeleton Party's armored van.

"Where is he?" Lan Shen's eyes froze, and his right hand, which had been stroking his sister's little head, immediately lifted up, and grabbed the steering wheel with his left hand again.

"I'm sending the navigation map to Indigo!"

As soon as Bai Danxiang finished speaking, a translucent navigation map appeared in the upper right corner of Lanshen's pseudo-God's Eye. The location of Qiushan, Adolf's location, and the shortest route from Qiushan to Adolf were all clear at a glance.

"Those Skeletonists are all disconnected from the Internet. Now I can't hack into their biological brains. I can only attack their armored vans. This car is not highly automated, and what I can do is very limited. , I don’t know how long it can delay them, I have to hurry up!”

"You just do your best." Lan Shen reached out and took out two inserts from the small drawer on the center console, inserted them into the two slots, heard two clicks, and then stepped on the accelerator hard——

Boom buzz! ——Akiyama let out a violent buzzing sound, and landed on the ground, lying on the coke, and flying in the air. /p>

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1 : Chapter 286 Chapter 0285: Her Royal Highness's Personal Assistant (Wu)

Crack——squeak—it looks like an antique-level jeep. Nang Huan competes with each other?/p>

"It's so stupid," the owner of the black supercar 'Zhao Zijun' said in the dialog box in the upper left corner of Angus York's biochemical vision, his tone was full of displeasure, "Don't you think that the old antique under your ass is real? Can it be compared with Lao Tzu's 'Hermes'?"

"You know," Angus stared at the black supercar that was not far away, "It's not a skill to beat you with a good car, it's a skill to let you eat ashes behind my antique ass."

"Hey—" Zhao Zijun yelled strangely, "How dare you say that!"

"Do you know the performance gap between Hermes and your old antique? Hermes can run up to [-] yards casually, can your old antique do it?"

"Let's wait until you dare to reach more than 120 yards on this kind of mountain road." Angus curled his lips.

Yes, the performance of Hermes far surpasses that of his own jeep, but in this kind of situation, if he is not careful, he will rush into the Langhe.

As long as you can't run faster than 120 yards, your jeep may not be able to run over it!

"You fucking..." Zhao Zijun blushed, not knowing how to refute Angus. After all, he really didn't dare to let his Hermes run more than 120 yards.

At that speed, any accident would end in a car crash. He cherished his life very much, so naturally he would not make fun of his own life.

"Don't you dare?" Angus laughed.

"Who the hell dares? You dare?" Zhao Zijun asked Angus back.

"I—" Angus had just opened his mouth when he heard a terrifying hum of a motor behind him.

Quickly glanced at the rearview mirror, and saw an orange-red long sports car with a moist luster rushing past his jeep, and soon overtook Zhao Zijun's Hermes, making the two of them All ate the dust kicked up from the back of its ass.

There was a moment of silence in the dialog box on both sides.

"Crazy?" Zhao Zijun asked after a long time.

"...Did you hear the sound of that car falling from the mountain?" Angus let his jeep slowly slow down and pull over, and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his hand.

Zhao Zijun remained silent. He did not hear the sound of the car falling into the mountain, and the drone monitoring the runway at high altitude did not send back any pictures of the car accident. There was only an elegant and beautiful long sports car blowing past like a gust of orange-red wind. The gray and black asphalt road, all the way to the east, the trees on both sides of the road were shaken by the wind it brought.

Zhao Zijun suddenly lost interest, and slowly slowed Hermes aside.

"Do you know that... Great God?"

Zhao Zijun asked Angus.

"Uh..." Angus had parked his car on the side of the road now, "I probably...know him a little bit, but he hasn't said anything..."

Angus recognized the orange-red sports car that was unique in the whole country just now, and he also knew whose car it was.

But it is completely impossible to imagine that the black-haired, blue-eyed, weak-looking alchemist has such a terrifying drag racing technique.

"Can you introduce us? If he joins us, we might win next year's spring race." Zhao Zijun thought of the annual spring race in the national racing circle.

"Thinking too much," Angus's mouth twitched a few times, "It's said that I haven't said anything to him, and because of my girlfriend, people don't want to talk to me at all, and the last thing is... "

"In my capacity, if he doesn't want to take the initiative to communicate with me, I really can't ask him..."

"The son of the head of the district government office can't invite him?" Zhao Zijun was surprised.

"The son of the district councilor is a fart—no," Angus sighed, "he's not even a fart in front of him."

"Hiss—what's his background?" Zhao Zijun gasped, then lowered his voice and asked Angus.

"He is..." Angus subconsciously pointed to the top of his head, and lowered his voice, "The person of Her Royal Highness, the personal assistant, the very intimate one, that Her Royal Highness always walks with him arm..."

Zhao Zijun was speechless, and he no longer had the idea of ​​letting 'him' join the team.

After all, drag racing is still a life-threatening thing. If something happens to 'him' on the track, none of them who play cars can bear the anger of the princess.

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"Hmm..." Although Akiyama's cockpit has a very powerful shock absorption system, some bumps are unavoidable after the car speeds up. Lan Qian woke up from her sweet sleep because of this bump.

"Brother?" Lan Qian called her brother in a daze.

"What's the matter?" Lan Shen concentrated on driving, without taking his eyes off the winding mountain road in front of the car, but he also paid some attention to interacting with his sister.

"...Are you going home soon?" Lan Qian put her body down, buried her little face in her brother's soft belly, and rubbed her lightly.

However, because Xia Feng's chin was stuck in the holster by his brother, it was not comfortable enough.

"No, I have something to do temporarily," Lan Shen replied softly to his sister, "If Qian Qian is sleepy, you can go to the back row to sleep for a while."

"Wait a minute, it might be dangerous here in the front row."

Lan Qian froze for a moment: "Dangerous?"

After thinking for a while, Lan Shen still told his sister that Adolf Vladimir was being hunted down by the Skeleton Party and that he was rushing to save him.

The sister was quiet for a while.

"That Adolf Vladimir was the one who helped his brother back then, right?"

"Yes." Lan Shen nodded slightly.

Lan Qian got up, sat down obediently, raised her hand to straighten her messy thick black long straight hair, and then looked at her brother.

"Aside from Xia Feng, do you have any guns with you?"

Since he was going to save the person who helped his brother back then, he couldn't ignore it.

Lan Shen turned his head to look at his sister, saw her serious face, and knew that it would be difficult for him to let her hide in the back row.

"I only brought Xia Feng, but if Qianqian wants to help..." Lan Shen thought for a while, then pointed to the center console in front of her younger sister, "Connect the data cable, and prepare to suppress it with Qiushan's heavy machine gun." Those skeletons are done."

Of course, Lan Shen doesn't intend to let her younger sister kill someone at the moment. Even if she knows that she is a reservist, she will come to this point sooner or later, and she doesn't want her two tender and lovely hands to be stained with blood too early, so she won't give her Opportunity to use heavy machine guns.

"Wait...Qianqian seems to have killed Anna George who attacked her at the Artichoke House..."

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1 : Chapter 287 Chapter 0286: High blood descendants who rescued the scene in time ([-])

Adolf felt that something was wrong.

Just because the shortest road to the Public Security Bureau of Shatang District was blocked for some reason, the traffic was so tight, and the sound of violent horns was everywhere, it was impossible to squeeze in at all.

So he could only turn the front of the car around and rush into some twisted streets, trying to use the flexible mobility of the car to get rid of the armored van behind him, and he could also use walls to block the bullets coming from behind him.

This move was indeed somewhat effective. At least he could no longer see the armored van chasing after him. Although he could still hear the sound of its engine, at least he had a chance to breathe.

After fleeing frantically in Shatang District for more than ten minutes, Adolf thought that he could continue to escape by relying on his familiarity with the terrain. The Public Security Bureau that he called just now would soon send a security officer to rescue him, but he didn't expect——

boom!The shocking explosion happened behind Adolf's car. Adolf quickly glanced at the rearview mirror on the other side of the car. Although the angle was not good and he couldn't see clearly, he could see a shop that was blown into ruins by something. I don't know whose blood was spilled all over the place, scattered residents screamed and fled in all directions, and then——

Whoosh—the rocket with flames on the back of the butt flew across the night sky again, and flew towards Adolf's car. Because it was difficult to aim, it plunged into the residential building on the side of the road again, and died with a bang just because he heard A family of three was awakened by the sound of the explosion, and screams of terror filled the residential building.

Seeing the hell in the rearview mirror, realizing that if he hadn't fled into this street and used the terrain to cover himself, those people would not have died. Adolf's face was stiff, and his heart almost stopped beating.

boom!

Another rocket hit the upstairs of the residents, exploding a huge ball of fire.

"Stop--stop! Stop, bastard!" Adolf turned the steering wheel frantically with a hideous face, causing his car to turn around and rush back.

The armored van that had just rushed out of the corner of the street couldn't dodge it in time, and was hit sideways by the car immediately, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Boom!When the car collided with the armored van, the airbag injected from the steering wheel in front of Adolf instantly covered his face and body, mitigating the impact of the collision. Although it still made him uncomfortable, it still saved him. One life.

Rumble—the armored van and the car tangled and rolled on the street, and finally hit a small supermarket that was closed, smashing its shutter and glass doors before it lay in the supermarket and stopped rolling.

boom!The side door of the armored van was blown open with a punch, and a bloody Skeletalist jumped out of the car into the messy supermarket while pulling out his pistol from the pouch and ripped it off. Pulling the slide to load the bullet, he walked to the side of Adolf's upturned car, reached out and pulled Adolf out of the shattered car window, who was also bleeding but still alive.

"What are you—he—mother—doing—what?—" Grabbing Adolf's collar with one hand and a pistol with the other, he pressed the muzzle of the gun to his forehead, the skeleton party Gritting his teeth, he asked him word for word.

"Old Li is dead." At this time, two Skeletons climbed out of the armored van again, and they dragged out a corpse.

"Old Li is dead!" One of the Skull Party members' voice was filled with anger. Unable to contain his anger, he immediately drew out his tactical dagger and rushed forward. a few laps.

The Skeleton Party member holding a gun to Adolf's forehead raised his hand to stop his accomplices.

"Achim, what do you mean?!"

"He's going to die, but before killing him..." Achim stared at Adolf's dazed eyes, now a little dazed, "I want to know why he wanted to die."

At this moment, Adolf came back to his senses, looked at the three people who grabbed him, spat a mouthful of blood to the side, and laughed inexplicably.

Boom!Adolf was punched hard in the face, and his two big teeth were knocked out, but he was still smiling.

"What kind of skeleton party... I thought it was a tough guy who didn't want to die, but after a closer look, it turned out to be just some soft-legged shrimps holding weapons and showing off their might..."

Boom!Adolf was also punched in the face on the other side, and several bloody teeth flew out.

After this punch, his consciousness was very blurred. After all, he was just a news presenter sitting in the studio all year round, and his physical fitness was far worse than when he was a reporter running around the world a few years ago.

"Aren't you afraid of death?" Achim stared at Adolf's eyes that had become confused again.

"In these years..." Adolf chuckled a few times, because he lost a few teeth, and his words leaked a lot, "I have done a lot...things that can kill me..."

"If I was afraid of death... I wouldn't have done it long ago... Tell me... am I afraid of death?"

"...Then what are you afraid of?" Achim grabbed Adolf's hair and stood up, asking him again.

Adolf said nothing.

"Are you afraid that we will kill those civilians?" Achim twitched a malicious smile at the corner of his mouth hidden under the half-face mask of the skull.

"No..." Adolf realized what Achim was trying to do.

"Fox, Hound, how many rockets do we have left?" Achim ignored Adolf and turned to ask the two surviving accomplices.

"Three rounds." The Hound replied to him.

"Take them all," Achim pulled Adolf's hair and walked out of the small supermarket. Adolf's weak body was dragged on the ground like a garbage bag, and the broken stones and broken glass on the ground cut him bloody. "We invite this tough guy who is not afraid of death to watch a summer fireworks display!"

"Next month will be summer, Achim, you idiot." The Hound said and turned back to get the rockets and launchers.

The fox went back and took the submachine gun, ready to deal with the sheriff who heard the sound.

Bang bang bang—Adolf struggled in Achim's hands, and beat his thigh with his hands, but because he had no strength, Achim ignored him completely, and just dragged him to the street, grabbing his hair , lifted his head up.

"Look again," Achim asked Adolf to turn his head to scan the residential buildings on both sides of the street, and let him listen to the noisy downstairs in these residential buildings, "you said, before we blow up these buildings to pieces, How many people can escape downstairs?"

Adolf raised his head and looked at the quiet night sky.

The public security bureau's floating vehicle should be here soon, if I can delay a little time...

Crack, clap, the hound carried the launch tube on its shoulders, stepped on the broken glass on the ground, and stuffed a rocket into the launch tube. Without saying a word, it just aimed the launch port of the black hole at the most loud sound. A residential building with the most noisy and most civilians.

"Have you started?" The Hound asked Achim.

Achim grabbed Adolf's head and made him look in the direction the hound launcher was pointing.

"let's start."