Super God Login: Start With Marvel

After the RPG was launched, the convoy of pursuers continued to gallop.

Frank is also very pragmatic, and he has no intention of using a mortal body to fight against this team of at least 40 people.

Turning around, he ran towards an alley not far away.

Obviously, it is intended to use the terrain restrictions to de-concentrate the firepower of the pursuers.

Zou Jin also followed suit.

Just before taking a step, Zou Jin realized a slowing steel plate placed diagonally at the corner of the street.

definitely.

Don't expect Zou Jin to have much conscience, and he will consider the traffic safety of Mei Lijian.

Frank, who was keenly aware of Zou Jin's actions, couldn't help but change color slightly when he saw the steel plate laid on an inclined plane and inserted into the surface at an angle of 30 to 40 degrees.

This is a T-shaped road section.

When the rear convoy arrives here, it must be turning...

The steel plates arranged at an oblique angle can always be hidden in the blind spot of the driver's vision, waiting for them to turn...

boom!

All right.

There is no need to work hard to figure it out, when the two just rushed into the alley.

The chasers of the Russian gangsters, the first car hit the steel plate that was inserted diagonally into the surface at a high speed of 80 yards.

The front of the car exploded in an instant, and while the metal parts were flying randomly, the rest of the car body also rolled and crashed into the roadside building due to uneven force...

The second car behind also failed to react.

Following the trajectory of the car in front, let the tragic car accident happen again.

definitely.

Don't even think about more victories.

The gangsters were not stupid either. After seeing two car accidents in succession, they got out of the car with vigilance.

Inside the lane.

While running, Frank recalled everything that happened tonight.

It seems that from the time he met Dong Huang's little brother behind him, the development of the situation began to completely get out of control.

About being hurt by Chiyu, which led to being chased and killed by Russian gangsters.

Frank said that it was commonplace. If the group of gangsters didn't bother him, Frank himself would take the initiative to find him.

What Frank really cares about is the incredible mutant Ability of Donghuang's little brother.

Yes.

Even Frank can't get out of the cognitive limitations.

In his eyes, Zou Jin is a Mutant possessing void creations, or moving matter.

"Can you get a car here?"

When he was about to run out of the alley, Frank tentatively asked.

Zou Jin raised his hand and decisively showed a Wuling mini, and then looked at Frank pretending to show off.

His complexion was slightly dark, the brain of this little boy from Donghuang must have been broken.

Taking a deep breath, suppressing the throbbing nerves, Frank lowered his voice and said:

"Do you think this protective ability can block bullets?"

"cannot!"

"Are you confident in the speed of this car?"

"No, it really doesn't drive fast."

Breathing is slightly stagnant, you know your feelings!

His face twitched slightly, and Frank continued to ask:

"Then why did you bring out such a stupid toy?"

"The revenge of the Russian gangsters will only intensify and will not compromise!"

"What we need is a Hummer off-road, and the last thing we need is a Dodge motorcycle. Hurry up, we don't have much time left!"

Frank had to admit, he almost didn't break his guard enough to yell.

But for the sake of the other party being a child, it's not good to really do that.

Be quick to state what you want.

Although Zou Jin was not reconciled to his own aesthetics and was not recognized by the ruthless people, he also recast the MINI casually.

The steel twisted and rolled, and quickly turned into a violent Dodge motorcycle.

bang bang bang!

In the back alleyway, some gangsters were already trying to shoot.

Several bomb craters were soon left on the road at the exit of the tunnel.

"Go and start the motorcycle!"

Frank let out a low growl, then stretched out his rifle and blindly shot the pursuers in the alleyway. This move was not to kill or injure the pursuers, but to buy time.

Zou Jin definitely understood it too, and immediately turned over and got on the motorcycle.

Turn the key to quickly complete the ignition.

The sound of the engine starting obviously stimulated the pursuers in the alleyway. It was several times the barrage before, and it splattered dust on the road at the entrance of the alleyway.

Frank resolutely retracted his gun.

Turned around and ran a few steps, grabbed Zou Jin's shoulder, turned over and sat astride the back seat of the motorcycle, and did not forget to pat Zou Jin's shoulder when he was done.

However……

"I seem to have forgotten something... Sorry, I have never driven a motorcycle before!"

Looking at the pupil-like clear eyes, there is a sincere apology written in them.

Frank: "..."

It must be admitted that Frank's tough guy character is maintained super well.

At least it was Zou Jin himself, but he couldn't accept this kind of oolong incident lightly.

But even though he was a tough guy, Frank didn't hold back and asked:

"You can't drive, why do you want to seize the driving seat?"

"...I said it was instinct, do you believe it?"

"..."

The footsteps of gangsters chasing soldiers have become more and more intensive.

It is obviously inappropriate to change positions now.

boom! boom! boom!

It was obviously an RPG explosion, which made Frank realize quickly.

It is impossible for roadblocks to stop the convoy for long.

That was a group of thugs and gangsters with heavy firepower, and they didn't have much psychological pressure to blow up the roadblocks.

Think here.

The blue veins on the forehead were throbbing, Frank gritted his teeth and growled:

"drive!"

Hearing Frank's instruction, Zou Jin's eyes lit up, and he turned the accelerator excitedly.

The engine of the Dodge motorcycle is roaring.

The motorcycle shot out crazily at the speed of a catapult start.

Frank almost missed it, as if he was going to be thrown away.

Zou Jin's slightly fanatical cry echoed in place:

"Then I can let myself go!"

Such a crazy driving pattern...

It can be said that the accelerator is stepped on to the end, and the rest is left to God.

Zou Jin, who was driving, had his legs faltered, and only cared about the accelerator crazily.

definitely.

Soon Zou Jin realized that this kind of sissy driving style was not in line with his image, so he quickly returned to normal state.

As for the fact that the skill of driving a motorcycle is close to zero...

that's not important!

The essence of the second generation of super soldiers.

The brain domain opened up by Void Ten Thousand Zang.

Let Zou Jin quickly adapt to the rhythm of driving a motorcycle. At the very least, he still has the leisure and elegance to adjust the turning of the motorcycle, so that he will not bring Frank headlong on a certain building.

Frank behind him had a tense face, tightly grasping the metal armrest of the back seat, the gust of wind blasting in his ears, and the rapidly receding street scene in the corner of his eyes.

It made this ruthless man who killed without batting an eye start to beat faster.

To be honest, Frank regretted it a bit.

I don't regret why I let Zou Jin drive.

I'm just regretting why I got into this car...

Is it not good to live?

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