Doomsday Chariot: Mark the location where others store goods at the beginning

The fish egg shook his head and waved his hand as he took several steps away from the chariot.

He just thought that Lu Chen just let him try to drive it, but he didn't expect Lu Chen to give him this car.

He had seen the terrifying strength of Lu Chen's chariots, and naturally knew the preciousness of this chariot in the last days.

This is a chariot more powerful than the Psychic, how can he drive a small soldier?

"Stop!"

Watching the fish egg retreat farther and farther, Lu Chen spoke.

The fish egg stood in place and did not dare to move again, his expression distorted: "Boss, I really can't drive, I won't."

"Who just opened that?" Lu Chen looked at the tearless expression of the fish egg, and felt funny in his heart.

"No, no, I don't know who it is."

"Do you think I gave you this car?" Lu Chen said positively.

"Just let you try, if your combat performance is not good after that, you will definitely change."

When the fish egg heard Lu Chen's words, his heart calmed down a little.

"Come up!" Lu Chen pulled out the car keys.

The fish egg walked slowly to Lu Chen, and Lu Chen slapped the key on his hand.

"Don't betray my trust." Lu Chen stared into his eyes, his eyes firm.

The hand that took the key trembled slightly, and his eyes were slightly red.

He stared into Lu Chen's eyes, and after a long silence, he spoke heavily.

"Hmm."

Thousands of thoughts turned into a hmm.

After a heavy snort, a crystal tear slipped down the corner of his eye.

This is the most important moment of his life so far.

Not only because of the acquisition of a top-of-the-line combat vehicle, but also because of this feeling of being trusted.

A person who is willing to entrust you with the best and believe in you.

It's rare in peacetime, let alone in the last days.

"Take a name, give this car." Lu Chen spoke.

The fish egg silently wiped the tears from his face.

"Boss, what's the name of those two of yours."

"Red flames and thunderstorms."

The fish egg thought for a while and said, "Then it's called 'Speed'."

"Yes." Lu Chen readily agreed, turned around and registered the name of the electric power in the system.

[Fleet

Information Red Flame (Small Tank): Armor Status: 92%, Fuel Reserve: 86%, Registered Personnel Information: Land Dust, Zhuangyuan Raiden (Small Tank): Armor Status: 92%, Fuel Reserve: 86%, Registered Personnel Information: Land Dust, Fish Egg Thunderstorm (Medium Tank): Armor Status

: 100%, Fuel Reserve: 100%, Registered Personnel Information: Lu Chen, Zhuang Yuan].

After handing over the electricity, Lu Chen turned around and walked towards the gate of the base.

The fish egg was about to be delivered, but Lu Chen interrupted him with a wave of his hand.

"Don't send it, you get in the car and play for a while, familiarity and familiarity."

"Good!"

The fish egg excitedly rushed into the electric power and groped again.

He gently stroked the shimmering metallic steering wheel, like an old woman stroking an ancestral onyx ring.

After looking at it for a long time, he inserted the key excitedly, and the engine roared again.

......

......

The brightly lit Hongyuan warehouse was transformed into a gladiatorial arena in the center of the base.

Below are three survivors hugged together in rags, and above is the audience of scientific research and combatants inside the base.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! The

audience in the audience shouted hoarsely.

The three people in the gladiatorial arena looked terrified and overwhelmed.

In the special VIP seat, Zhang Hongyuan sat in the center, holding a cup of blood-red things in his hand and siping.

His cunning and cruel gaze shot out from his small eyes that were squeezed among the fat of his face.

The battle taking place below is exactly what he planned, an exclusive program of Hongyuan Warehouse.

"Game of Death!"

Only one person survived in the entire gladiatorial arena, and the personnel participating in the duel were carefully selected.

Amid the shouts of the audience, a host dressed in a clown costume stepped onto the high stage.

He held up the microphone and shouted loudly with an exaggerated expression.

"Welcome - come - tonight's - die, die, play, play,!"

After the opening of the host, the shouts of the audience became louder, and the sound came over and over again.

"Welcome to our first group of contestants tonight - a happy family of three!"

Under the introduction of the host, the spotlight was focused on the three people in the gladiatorial arena.

"Who of them will survive to the end?"

"Everyone, please place your bets as soon as possible!"

"Pay attention to the game and there can be no suicide, once you commit suicide, everyone on the field will be sentenced to death."

The clown host introduces the rules on the high platform, and the audience in the audience bet wildly.

After a few minutes, the host picked up three bone demolition knives and threw them into the gladiatorial arena.

"Then now, hand over the stage to the lovely contestants, and the gladiatorial fight will officially begin!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill! The

crazy noise in the audience overwhelmed for a while, and the family of three in the gladiatorial arena hugged together and cried in despair.

The clown host returned to the VIP seat from the high platform and sat down at the table in front of Zhang Hongyuan.

"Nice start." Zhang Hongyuan's voice came out like a bellows.

"Thank you father." The clown bowed his head in thanks.

Zhang Hongyuan took a sip of the blood-red thing in the cup and watched the battle in the gladiatorial arena with interest.

The family who originally loved each other killing each other was his favorite scene.

Not long after watching, a heavily armed team member came to the edge of the VIP table and said a few words to the clown host.

The clown's face changed drastically, walked to Zhang Hongyuan's side, and whispered.

"Father, a group of people came outside, saying that there is the whereabouts of the third brother."

"Huh?" Zhang Hongyuan was startled, and with a gentle force, the wine glass in his hand shattered into silt sand.

"Bring in!"

......

Hongyuan warehouse, council hall.

In the blood-red room, there is a long lacquered wooden table.

Zhang Hongyuan, who was huge, sat at the top of the long table, flanked by his children.

Under the long table, kneeling a group of people tied up by five flowers, looking closely, it was the kamikaze group.

"What about the second eldest child?" Zhang Hongyuan said.

"Second sister hasn't come back tonight." The man in the suit said.

"Let her go find someone and lose herself?" Zhang Hongyuan's voice already showed signs of anger.

"It may be that there is progress over there in Wanda Plaza, and it is also possible to keep it for one night."

"If it doesn't progress, I'll peel her skin!" Zhang Hongyuan said.

"Hee-hee, the second sister and the third brother secretly ran to a place to play." The gothic girl with the bear at the table said.

"You guys!" Zhang Hongyuan slammed the table and looked at the kamikaze group. "What's the news?"

His voice seemed to have a strong aggressiveness, shaking the kamikaze's internal organs upside down.

The team members behind the kamikaze had already been frightened and delirium, and one by one they lowered their heads and snorted.

Kamikaze endured the pain and said calmly, "We know the whereabouts of the third prince of your base. "