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Part 1, Part 2: The changing world, the wave is coming 894 I walked around the mountainside and knocked on the car

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    The Mercedes-Benz is parked on a London road at night.  The steel chariot was chasing after them non-stop.  The Thames River flows beside it, and the colorful water shadows are disturbed by the murderous aura in the air, changing from a blurry and dreamy reflection city into a rushing and turbulent whirlpool of glory.  The Mercedes-Benz was in a confrontation with the motorcycle team. The Mercedes-Benz, which looked extremely embarrassed, seemed to be unable to run and could only turn into a wreckage on the spot.  But it seemed like a master finally showed some serious energy and was about to take action.  ¡°Bang, Yang Qi slapped the broken front windshield that could no longer be used and flew it out.  The night wind blows, the white hair is swaying, and the golden light moves in the eyes.  His pupils expanded and contracted, and his field of vision reached far away in an instant, passing through the dazzling lights and staring directly at the leader of the motorcycle team.  The leader of the motorcycle team is wearing a tight leather jacket. She has curvy figures, full breasts, and slender legs. She is a woman with an excellent figure.  The leader was still quietly observing the Mercedes-Benz, and Yang Qi could even see the eyes behind him through the black helmet windshield.  The pupils of those eyes are silver.  Cold and cautious, like some kind of inhuman predator.  But at this moment, she seemed to be suddenly stimulated and her whole body became alert and she reacted immediately.  As soon as the muzzle of the gun was raised and the order was issued, the motorcycle team suddenly moved from silence to running towards them wildly.  "It's interesting. This is interesting, but don't you think it's a bit too similar to me?" Yang licked the corner of his mouth: "As a beautiful woman, what I hate the most is someone wearing the same clothes as me. My soul is weak!" The meridians are boiling and energy is flowing.  , The ninety-nine-year supreme skill spreads from the cockpit all the way, filling the entire car like artificial veins.  The right foot suddenly pushed the accelerator to the bottom, and in an instant, the dying car began to perk up like a chicken blood shot.  "Let's, dane~" Accelerate Accelerate Accelerate Accelerate!  !  !  !  !  !  Both sides are rushing forward, like bulls and wolves facing each other in a desperate confrontation on the prairie.  The tires made a sharp sound as they rubbed against the ground, and streams of green smoke came out of the treads. Both parties rushed forward at the highest acceleration that dynamic friction could achieve.  The distance is not far, and we will be in contact in the blink of an eye.  When the motorcycle leader gave the order, the formation of the convoy immediately opened up, like a big bag trying to cover the entire Mercedes-Benz.  More than a dozen light submachine guns were raised in unison, and with just a click of their fingers they could rain down bullets from more than a dozen different angles.  With his fingers clasped, the crazy shooting sound sounded like a rainstorm.  The motorcycle is fast, the bullet is fast, and the riders¡¯ arrogant laughter is even faster.  But they stopped laughing immediately because Yang Qi was faster than them.  She didn't do anything, she just turned the steering wheel left and right easily, and used her supreme skill to quietly change the subtle friction coefficients of the four tires.  Then, a scene that made everyone's eyes pop out took place.  I saw the entire running Mercedes-Benz car throw out countless arcs as ethereal as a giant, as powerful as a flying dragon, as fast as lightning, and as fierce as thunder.  Bang to the left first!  A rider was completely shot and flew away.  Then go to the right!  The motorcycles and people were scrapped together, turning into flying debris.  Suddenly left and now right, now right and now left, the heavy Mercedes-Benz seemed to come alive at this moment.  In the eyes of the stunned riders, this was no longer a car.  "In a trance, it seemed that there was a samba dancer shaking his big butt crazily, pouting for the life of anyone.  It seems that there is a baseball genius who keeps shooting left and right, using unpredictable and mysterious trajectories to shoot out all the flying "balls".  He is also like a peerless master who simultaneously performs superb divine swordsmanship and unreasonable dragon-subduing wrathful palms. However, these riders are weeds in the Wushuang game, and none of them can deliver even a single move.  "How is this possible!" In the black chariot, a bald man with strange lines on his face looked at the scene in front of him, his eyes widening in disbelief.  Another gloomy middle-aged man in a robe whispered: "The target is more difficult than expected." "Of course she is difficult." A super strong man with a height of two meters is as big as a muscle hill.  There, he looked at the flying silver hair in the distance, his snoring breaths carried a terrifying wild aura, and his eyes seemed to erupt with crazy light.  "It's not her if she's not troublesome!" The gloomy middle-aged man frowned: "Do you know her?" "Of course I know her. No one will forget this person if I forget her!" The strong man smiled, ferocious and cold: "You guys  Go ahead and do it with all your strength. Let me see if you guys can take her down. "Isn't she a nobody? Ha, that's a big joke!"  The tattoos on his head and face began to glow, and he raised his hands in vain.More than ten metal squares the size of playing cards immediately floated in the air.  His hands brushed over the metal square pieces, and the square pieces seemed to be charged, rippling out explosive energy that was ready to move.  "Go ahead, explosion is art!" Whoosh, whoosh, the metal squares spun through the air. They were fast, sensitive, and quiet, like butterflies flying in the night sky, pounced on the dancing Mercedes-Benz.  At the same moment, the Mercedes-Benz's dance also entered its most exciting state.  Yang Qi suddenly turned the steering wheel, and the Mercedes-Benz was like a spinning snowy moon flower, spinning wildly while speeding forward.  If you think of this Mercedes-Benz as a person, then this person is like an infinite dragon wagging its tail.  And Mr. Yang's dragon's tail swing has always been the cruelest and most enjoyable. ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? off bullets were fired and the motorcycle collided, causing the four doors and two covers of the vehicle to be completely twisted and deformed, almost all of them were thrown away and turned into tattered pieces of metal within a few clicks.  But this iron frame, which should be scrapped no matter how you look at it, swept away all the riders in the way with the most fanatical attitude.  Screams came one after another, and no one expected that the most elite rider would be swept away by a car.  Bang!  The Motorcycle Leader¡¯s motorcycle seemed to have been hit by a sweeper¡¯s leg. No matter how she dodged left and right, it turned into flying parts in one encounter.  But at the critical moment, the leader of the convoy turned around in the air, soared into the air with a light posture that violated the laws of nature, and then knelt down firmly on the roof of the Mercedes-Benz.  Kneel down on one knee, and step firmly on the roof of the car with your thick leather shoes.  On the whirling Mercedes-Benz, the world around us was spinning like a kaleidoscope.  The ever-changing centrifugal force can lift anyone instantly, but the leader of the convoy is firmly on the car.  She grasped the edge of the top cover with her left hand, quickly took out the machine gun with her right hand, and aimed it downwards to fire.  But there was only a click sound, and a white hand suddenly penetrated the roof of the car. With five fingers like lightning, he grabbed her collar and pulled it down hard. "Dang!"  The team leader¡¯s lumbar spine was almost broken and he was unable to resist the force.  My head hit the roof of the car, and my head was filled with flying noises.  That hand moved like lightning, so fast that people couldn¡¯t even see it clearly.  First, with a flick of his finger, there was a crashing sound, and the helmet flew away in a circle like a beer bottle cap being pried off.  He extended his hook again, hooked the back of her neck firmly and pulled hard. The sharp metal horn scratched her cheek. In the blink of an eye, the head of the team leader was pulled into the cockpit through the hole.  In the middle of the passenger seat.  "The wound healed quickly. It seems to be a vampire." The voice reached his ears, and the leader of the convoy concentrated his attention and opened his eyes.  With his eyes dazzled and his ears ringing, the team leader saw a white-haired woman in the driver's seat.  The white-haired woman smiled at her. This smile was very beautiful, but for some reason it made her tremble.  "Just stay here for a while." Yang made a move with her left hand, and the flying helmet made an arc and fell into her hand.  With a backhand throw, the helmet was placed on the girl's head, and it was firmly stuck with the buckle.  He raised his right hand and flicked his fingers between her eyebrows. Buzz, a strange and powerful force shook through the motorcycle helmet, penetrated all the limbs, and completely blocked all her mobility in the blink of an eye.  Although the girl's eyes widened and she tried her best, her body didn't react at all and could only hang on the roof of the car like a dead fish.  To be precise, it¡¯s more like a lollipop stuck in the hole in the roof of the car, unable to get out or in.  "Huh?" Yang Qi glanced behind her and suddenly stepped on the brakes.  With a crunch, the rotating Mercedes suddenly stopped, and the body of the leader of the convoy began to spin around his neck, like a wildly spinning braid growing out of the roof of the car.  Although he couldn¡¯t see the girl¡¯s expression clearly with the helmet on, Orlando still had a toothache expression on his face. This scene was really magical.  Jonathan heard the crunching sound of his cervical vertebrae rubbing against each other, thinking that this must be an uncomfortable feeling.  The "braid" spun around crazily for several times, and finally hung limply on one side motionless. All that could be heard was the sound of heavy and convulsive breathing coming from inside the helmet.  There was thick and sticky blood dripping out from the gaps in the helmet. Ordinary people would have died long ago, but this girl was still humming. It seemed that her life was not in danger.  "The so-called immortality is a bit interesting." Yang Qi glanced to the rear: "I wonder if these guys behind are so bold because of their immortality." On the steel chariot behind, a man in a robe was gloomy.  Nian Piaoran stood on the front of the car.  Faced with the strong wind, the gloomy middle-aged man suddenly stretched out his arms and raised his hands.  The surging magic power resonated with the surrounding void, and the gloomy middle-aged eyes instantly turned blood red.  The bloody red light lit up in a crazy manner, radiating to the entire street.  An indescribable low groan sounded, and the gloomy middle-aged man used a unique blood secret method.  All the vampires were inspired by him.    "Ouch!" A shrill roar sounded, and the half-dead motorcyclists who were photographed by the Mercedes-Benz struggled to get up from the wreckage.  Their roars were painful and manic, as if there was some violent force that could not be vented that was constantly accumulating in their bodies.  Under the safety helmet, a pair of red eyes shined in the dark night.  Blah, blah, the sound of leather tearing resounded one after another. The limbs and trunks of these motorcyclists became abnormally strong and enlarged, and their strength increased even more as they turned somersaults.  "Go!" The gloomy middle-aged man waved his hand, and more than ten motorcycle riders all ran wildly and chased the Mercedes-Benz.  (To be continued.) : Visit the website
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