A Certain Marvel Super Player

The helicopter that was hit by the searchlight quickly pulled up and moved away.

The driver is in shock!

He thought just now that the two bullets were coming towards him.

but……

so beautiful.

boom!

After flying in the air, Maserati made a very close contact with the ground and landed on the bridge opposite the Manhattan Bridge.

Wesley on the co-pilot was hit by all kinds of things.

Firefox had an idea, and shot the guy who drove the helicopter to death.

but……

If you do that, it will only lead to the death of the NYPD.

Last year, a police officer died in the New York Police Department. As a result, all police officers in New York canceled their vacations, and all places were directly blocked. After the murderer was dragged out of the toilet, the alert was lifted.

"damn it."

Firefox was a little irritable: "How could it suddenly become like this!"

It is obviously an extremely simple task, how could it evolve into this shape?

Wesley, who was clutching his forehead, was suddenly stunned for a moment, staring at the white light in the rearview mirror that seemed to rise on the ground, his eyes shrank, and his face was horrified: "He's following."

Firefox quickly turned to look.

Behind!

The silver Audi R8 swept across the sky like a Dapeng spreading its wings. With a thud, it clung to the bridge deck, which was already 90 degrees, and then landed on the ground.

Advanced driving, extraordinary!

"Shet!"

Firefox shot directly and shot at the grounded Audi R8!

but……

"boom!"

"Boom!"

Countless bullets collided and fell directly in mid-air.

"what?"

"Spear throwing?"

Firefox was stunned for a moment, then withdrew the gun, stepped on the accelerator, and raised it again: "How could he be able to throw the spear?"

Spear throwing has always been a signature skill of the Brotherhood.

To put it bluntly, those who can throw spears are all killers of the Brotherhood. If they learn to throw spears and then leave, there is only one way, and that is to die.

Locke smiled softly.

Shocked?

That's good!

I'm here to catch you.

boom!

With a flick of his right hand, Locke put away the silver dancer again, and put his right hand on the steering wheel. Then, the accelerator roared and chased towards the Maserati who had just hit the ground and knocked off several parts.

but……

After leaving the Manhattan Bridge, there are still many spectators.

At the very least, it was another police helicopter rumbling, turning the propeller, starting from Manhattan Island, and approaching this side quickly. At the same time, there was a police helicopter that was getting clearer and louder, and it almost rang out. ring.

"Suspect escapes Holland Tunnel!"

"Arrange the police force!"

"quick!"

"blockade!"

In the NYPD command center, the director's nose was almost crooked, especially when he knew that, just now, he was almost a news reporter in New York, and when anyone with a helicopter was flying in the air, he was even more angry. Get over it.

He has just opened a five-star hotel, and his little lover is still waiting for him inside.

"damn it."

The director roared: "Notify the SWAT team and let them dispatch!"

"Already notified, but it will take time for the Manhattan Bridge to come down!"

"..."

If the two cars were allowed to pass through the Holland Tunnel and arrive at New Jersey opposite the tunnel, that would be New Jersey's territory, and the NYPD's face would probably be lost.

boom!

boom!

On the road, the red sports car is galloping, and the silver coupe behind is chasing.

Like a cat chasing a mouse.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"Fake!"

"Ah."

Locke drove with one hand and put one hand outside, and seemed to hear Firefox's exasperated voice in his ear.

at this time.

Locke glanced out of the corner of his eye, and his six senses were mastered. Then, a blue Raptor pickup truck drifted in place, and with a thud, directly passed by Locke who was drifting in place.

cross!

Locke sat in the cab, watching the man driving out of the Raptor pickup in front of him, raised his eyebrows, moved the corner of his mouth slightly, and said a person's name.

Defection cross.

Not dead yet.

Locke stepped on the accelerator to end the drift, and once again chased after Firefox, which had opened a distance of 200 meters.

With a blank face, the cross turned the car around and started the road again.

"Headquarters, another one has been added!"

"The license plate number is..."

"The owner of the car just called the police and a man pointed a gun at him and robbed his car."

"Fake!"

In fact, the cross was originally hidden at home.

and.

He's already planning to get in touch with his son, telling his son, Wesley, that pretty women lie, that Firefox isn't looking at you, she's looking at your dad and me.

but……

Before the cross had waited for his plan to be implemented, he saw it on the emergency news just now, and saw the live broadcast. He would be horrified, and he would act like the stupid son who leaped over the bridge at a glance.

This is not.

The cross has come.

If Firefox is in trouble alone, the cross will not only not help, but will even find a way to see if there is a chance to take away Firefox, who made this Firefox a bad woman who ruined his son.

His son had a good life before.

What happened to the green dot?

If you want to live a good life, how can you not have a little green on your head?

boom!

Raptor pickup is full of power.

With the addition of the cross, at this moment, on the streets of New York, a fiery red sports car Malassati is leading, followed by a silver coupe Audi R8, and then, the back is closely followed by the domineering performance. Shack's Blue Pickup Raptor!

"Big news."

"This is going to be the big news on the front pages of New York tomorrow!"

The news reporters with the helicopters all climaxed in an instant.

The reporters in the helicopter can't wait to hang their whole body outside the helicopter, and even bring the equipment in their hands closer. .

At this moment.

George was on his way to drive over after all.

After George heard that the suspect flew over the Manhattan Bridge, he immediately thought of the Holland Tunnel. Before the New York Police Department could react, he had already changed lanes and galloped here.

even.

George had already seen the three colors flashing past at the end of Eight Hundred Miles Street.

boom!

Through the rearview mirror, Locke glanced at the expressionless cross in the Raptor sitting behind, and frowned.

MMP!

Brotherhood, you dare not do it head on, but I dare you?

Who gave you the courage?

Locke's body shook, squinted his eyes, felt the force of the raptor's impact behind him, and thought so in his heart, holding the gun's left hand, stretched out directly, and then fired!

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

The silver dancer shot in an instant, three bursts, the first bullet hit the right rear wheel of Maserati, the second, followed closely, and the third, the same.

moment.

Maserati's right rear wheel strikes directly!

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