Apocalyptic War Machine: Raiding Billions in Warehouses from the Start

When an international formula racing car turns, the driver will bear a lateral acceleration of nearly five G.

This is a huge test for him physically and mentally.

However, just now Lu Chen completed the drift at twice the speed of a formula car.

It’s a good thing that the two boys sitting in the back row didn’t faint.

Zhuang Yuan is in good condition now because he has been riding in Lu Chen's car for a long time.

In fact, Lu Chen could slow down slowly and then turn.

So why choose drift?

That's right.

Because he is handsome.

When the drift ended, Lightning had already reversed the front of the car and aimed at the enemy's only remaining tank.

"This is so handsome!"

Witnessing the whole drifting fish eggs, I couldn't help but admire it from the bottom of my heart.

While admiring, a trace of sympathy for the enemy also flashed in his heart.

When you come out to hang out, it's not about fighting and killing, but about worldliness.

No matter how powerful you are, can you be as powerful as the people behind me?

Lu Chen stepped on the accelerator, and the lightning rushed straight towards the opponent.

The nail girl looked at the scene in front of her in confusion. Why did the opponent's driving skills suddenly improve?

Because they were facing each other, the distance between the two parties was instantly shortened.

"Ah haha! pia! pia! pia!"

The tattooed man swung his lightning whip out of thin air, causing it to produce an electric explosion in the air.

Zhuang Yuan took the co-pilot's joystick and aimed at the other person on the central control screen.

The distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer.

The tattooed man danced the lightning whip excitedly.

Zhuang Yuan calmly held the joystick.

brush----

The two chariots faced off against the cavalry and passed each other in a blink of an eye.

Lu Chen continued to drive forward with a calm expression.

Nail Girl also continued to drive forward with a calm look on her face.

But there was a dark round hole on her face.

How can it be!

That was the last thought in her mind.

At the moment when two cars cross.

Lightning moved horribly to avoid Lao Ba's lightning whip.

Zhuang Yuan controlled the rapid-fire machine gun and predicted the opponent's position.

Two shots easily killed the nailed woman and the tattooed man.

"boom--"

The out-of-control chariot capsized to the ground and rolled continuously.

At this point, the battle on the main battlefield is over.

Hongyuan Warehouse was completely wiped out.

The man in the suit was sluggish in the blood, and the full tank of blood had been absorbed to his calf.

All dead, all dead.

He took a step back and fell into the blood.

The pupils returned to their original color, and the alien crows in the sky immediately scattered in all directions.

The clown man stood behind him, silently looking towards the center of the battlefield.

With a bang, the sharp blade popped out.

"Big brother" the man in the suit was about to turn around and speak.

A red line appeared on the neck, and then the body and head separated.

With a flash of the sword, the crystal core in his neck was already in the hands of the clown man.

The last scene he had before his death was his headless body and the clown standing behind it with a ferocious smile on his face.

"Dong dong dong. Chief leader dong dong dong"

After a rapid and violent knock on the door, a group of guards entered Zhang Hongyuan's room through the access card given by the clown man.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw a naked Zhang Hongyuan lying on a big bed.

A guard approached the big bed and whispered: "Master Chief, Master Chief"

Seeing that Zhang Hongyuan didn't respond, the guard leaned into his ear and said, "Boss!"

"puff--"

His cry stopped abruptly.

Because his head was crushed.

When he came closer, Zhang Hongyuan grabbed his head with a big hand.

With a squeeze, the head burst open like a watermelon.

"How many times have I told you not to disturb my sleep?"

Zhang Hongyuan waved to the guards lazily.

Several guards approached with surprise and fear, and worked together to turn Zhang Hongyuan over from the bed.

After turning over, several people discovered that there was a woman who had been crushed into a meat pie under Zhang Hongyuan!

The smell of blood filled the room.

"Who set off the alarm?" Zhang Hongyuan said, "Hurry up and turn it off!"

"First of all, the leader's base has been invaded."

"Huh?" Zhang Hongyuan shook his head suddenly, "What! How dare someone invade my Hongyuan warehouse?"

His sleepiness disappeared immediately, and he asked the guard who spoke seriously.

"It's the 'Angel of Death' you sent your convoy to attack!"

"What!"

Zhang Hongyuan's ferocious and deep voice spurted out, causing the surrounding guards to feel pain in their internal organs.

"Call all the captains to see me!"

"The leader, team, and captains are all gone."

"You fart!"

Zhang Hongyuan's eyes widened, and he waved his big hand towards the guard, and the fat from his entire arm surged towards him like a tide.

The liquid fat immediately enveloped the guard, the next.

With a pop, countless blood gurgled out of the fat mass.

The fat meat was constantly squirming as if it were alive, as if it was digesting something.

After a while, the squirming ended and the arm returned to its previous size.

The unlucky guard seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, with no bones left.

"Send me out!"

Every time Zhang Hongyuan took a step, the surroundings felt like an earthquake.

With steps as heavy as a mountain, he slowly arrived directly above the gate of the base.

At a glance, the tanks with the Hongyuan Warehouse painting were all burning with black smoke, leaving only the wreckage.

On the opposite side, three tanks were parked in the center.

There is a silver-gray truck in the middle, and on the left and right are small tanks, one red and one yellow.

Seeing the opponent's taunting behavior of neither attacking nor retreating, the fat on Zhang Hongyuan's face trembled angrily.

"Trash! You bunch of trash!"

"Who commanded it? Why didn't you wake me up!"

He roared at the clown man, and then spurted out his right hand.

The clown man flashes from one place to another.

"Fourth Brother directed it, I've already taken care of it for you."

After speaking, he threw the crystal core in his hand towards Zhang Hongyuan.

The crystal core glowed slightly, and then disappeared into the fat.

Even after devouring the crystal core, his fatness poured into the glass vessel and squeezed the body of the man in the suit into blood foam.

"If the convoy is gone, we will defend the city. I want to see what means they can use to break my city!"

The clown shook his head and looked at the thunderstorm in the center of the battlefield.

about there.

Sure enough, he had just finished thinking.

The front of the thunderstorm car flashed brightly, and energy gathered again.

A few seconds later, Shenhong appeared.

The huge laser penetrated directly through the seemingly impenetrable outer wall, destroying the observation tower behind the wall.

The clown man looked at Zhang Hongyuan with some amusement, wanting to see how this arrogant devil would react.

Zhang Hongyuan froze on the spot for one second, two seconds, five seconds and ten seconds.

A full minute later, when the next laser cannon was fired, Zhang Hongyuan took action.

His feet gradually softened and turned into a puddle of liquid flesh.

Then, he quickly left the base gate.

He ran away.