Global Gods: Start with a lottery system

In the early hours of the morning, unlike the stereotyped place that never sleeps, most of the nightclubs on the nightclub street began to disperse.

You can see half-drunk drinkers everywhere hugging charming women whose clothes are a little messy, and some are disappointed when they leave the store.

The slightly cool night breeze seems to sober up all the drinkers. They tighten their jackets or coats, drag the women around them and hurriedly disperse.

Soon the street became deserted, and the few guests who stayed on the nightclub street mostly stayed there overnight.

In short, once a certain point is passed, no old birds who often hang out in Chechang Town will stay on the street, just like the curfew in ancient times.

And the initiators of this curfew are slowly entering the small parking lot behind the car wash from the back. They are holding rifles or machine guns in their hands, with large-caliber pistols and energy weapons on their waists, and a cube-shaped black box with a forearm length on their backs.

About fifty or sixty people walked to their respective motorcycle gangs in the parking lot and started tinkering.

When the crowd was almost gone, these guys also set up their guns and installed the black boxes on the front of the car.

As soon as the shutter door of the car wash was pulled, these drivers stepped on the accelerator and filed out.

The first to drive on the road were a series of black and gray heavy motorcycles, which were uniform in shape and obviously the same model.

These heavy motorcycles made a very low turn under the good driving skills of the gang's masters and drove onto the main road in a chic manner.

Then came more than a dozen shock-absorbing special motorcycles. The masters who drove these motorcycles were used to standing with their backs hunched, so that when shuttling on the roof, they only needed to hold the body of the motorcycle steady, and they didn't need to bump with the motorcycle.

Of course, now that they had just driven out and were still on flat ground, these guys were obviously in this posture to show off.

These motorcycles drove straight to the roof through the steel plates erected next to them. The drivers, who were obviously a circle smaller in size, all held sniper rifles.

Whether it is the characteristics of the motorcycle or the driver, these guys belong to the long-range fire support troops on the battlefield, which is completely different from the frontal conflict troops riding heavy motorcycles.

The last one to come out was the short-haired man riding a full black heavy motorcycle and the henchmen who followed him and rode three dark blue motorcycles.

The dark blue motorcycles of the three henchmen opened up a gap with the heavy motorcycles that came out first. They belonged to the best grade among the white machines. Whether it was acceleration, maximum speed, or energy shield thickness, they were enough to support a hard battle.

And those heavy motorcycles were just the most ordinary white machines, just equipped with the characteristic weapon system of the Wildfire Gang.

In terms of performance, they were only a little better than those gray machines on the street that said "what gray machine", but they still belonged to the ranks of cannon fodder.

But if you really want to talk about performance, you have to look at the boss's car. This ordinary black heavy attack is in the middle and upper among the yellow machines.

Even if most of the performance is allocated to the strength of the energy shield and the sturdiness of the body, its speed can still be comparable to that of ordinary yellow machines.

It is said that the boss rode this motorcycle to attack that place. In the end, the entire motorcycle group died or was captured. In the end, only the boss was able to escape and return to the car town.

The radiation levels of the others exceeded the standard and were not allowed to approach the Golden City. They could only stay in the Yongwang Desert as losers.

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On the other side, Xu Yi was equipping the eight cars with weapon systems. It was only when Ai Li asked him "What weapon system are you going to equip" before she was driven away that he understood.

As the main body of the Golden City power system, motorcycles cannot be without offensiveness. Ordinary standard motorcycles are generally equipped with weapon systems that occupy part of the engine power.

Only the top drivers will not carry any system that affects the engine power except the energy generator in order to liberate all the performance of the motorcycle in the wild.

This made some of the drawings drawn in the lottery come in handy. In the end, he chose the orange legendary drawing [Micro Missile Launcher].

Xu Yi was not sure if there was an attack mode like missile washing in this world, but the orange blueprints would surely not disappoint the accuracy and energy utilization of the missiles.

Just after the last [micro missile launcher] made according to the blueprint was installed on the car, today's "boom~boom~boom~~" engine roar sounded.

It is worth noting that today's roars came from far away, then surrounded the surroundings, and finally "clang, bang" two times, a pure black wide motorcycle, three dark blue motorcycles, and gray-black motorcycles, a total of more than 40 vehicles drove into the factory area.

The factory gate was directly knocked off, and then the mechanical dustproof door on the front of the factory was deformed under multiple heavy hammers, and finally fell to the ground with a "dong".

The Wildfire Gang led by the short-haired man broke in brazenly!

More than 40 vehicles are not a small force, and the roars around have not stopped, which shows that they have more than these combat power.

After this, the psychological pressure is normally sufficient, and they can extort the losers from Doushi smoothly.

The current scene looks the same to the short-haired man, a group of people stand there and look at them blankly.

It seems that there are more people than expected, and the size of these guys is similar to those monsters in the big car group.

But how can manpower compete with a large-scale car team!

Suddenly, he glanced and saw eight silver motorcycles parked quietly in the inner part of the factory, and his face became gloomy.

It turned out to be true. These people really want to build their own motorcycles. There are so many people with different body shapes here, and drivers are among them. They definitely want to build a gang!

Looking more carefully, there are two hundred people in this factory who look like drivers?

The crew cut felt threatened. The Wildfire Gang can only fight with fifty or sixty drivers. The rest are just some motorcycles that make up the numbers in the middle of the night.

They are not free to hang out on the streets every night. If there is nothing big, they will let those losers do it for them...

Fortunately, these guys are not fully equipped yet. I am afraid that there are only eight motorcycles that can be used, and most of them are completed under the guidance of the two college girls.

He still has some experience in motorcycle manufacturing. What good things can those who just graduated from college make?

Tonight, he just changed from collecting eight materials to collecting eight motorcycles.

At worst, he can sell the whole motorcycle in the flea market and get some money back.

His thoughts raced, but it was only a few moments. The man with the short haircut was considered a person who had been through that place before, and he was ruthless and decisive.

A hoarse voice sounded:

"Wildfire team, go ahead, don't leave any one alive."