"Haha, I've found out the identity of the head of the Knights of Brendia!" laughed maniacally, "My name is Colin, and he created the Order because his ex-girlfriend dumped him for not having chivalry." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"How did you find this thing?"

"I won't tell you...... Poof, sorry, make me laugh for a while. ”

After saying that, the madness cut off the communication.

It's okay, I'm going to get busy anyway. Patrick removed the reloaded shotgun "Land Shark" and pointed it at the back of the biker in front of him, and his companion turned his head to warn him, but it was too late.

A loud bang completely alarmed the locomotive fleet, and the skeletal face in the rearview mirror was deeply rooted in their minds, and the prey accelerated and became a mess.

Fear saved the guys' lives for the time being, ...... for the time being

"Where's the guest, give me a good treat!"

The person who spoke seemed to be Colin, the head of the Knights of Brendia, but there was no chivalry in this opening, but there was an air of ruffians and hooligans.

The steel rope on the tip of his left finger flew out, the tip of the tip piercing into the flesh, and then Patrick pulled a man out of the car.

Dodging the out-of-control motorcycle, Patrick noticed that someone on the left and right was slowing down and parallel to him, and the person sitting in the back seat of the car raised an assault rifle to aim at him.

Patrick turned the front of the car and leaned to the right, decelerating skillfully to keep the front wheel of his car close to the rear wheel of the other man, and he retreated right behind the muzzle of the gun. With his left hand off the grip, he grabbed the rifle and squeezed it hard to deflat, then folded it in half.

The biker's frightened expression appeared under the helmet, but Patrick ignored him, instead throwing half of his rifle to the left and smashing it on the head of the motorcyclist on the left.

Watching his companion roll over on his side, the thug threw away his broken rifle and hurriedly pulled another weapon out of his arms, but that didn't change his tragic fate, and Patrick grabbed him by the waist and stabbed his Hidden Blade into it at the same time. The Hidden Blade then retracted and popped out, the motorcycle accelerated forward, and Patrick sliced the driver's throat with a wave of his arm.

In a panic, the knights shouted and asked the regimental members with guns in the back seat to shoot behind them.

Patrick drove to the left onto the sidewalk, then accelerated sharply, dodging enemy attacks at maximum angles and speeds, gradually overtaking the marksmen. The enemies who entered the firing range of the G41 were killed one by one, and the bodies were laid out in the unmanned lane.

Driving back to the road, another of Colin's men approached, and Patrick even ran out of bullets from the Land Shark.

After all, there are hundreds of people, and although they don't have a little budget for the landing point of the bullet when they raise their guns, the number is still quite tricky.

We have to find a way to get rid of these people all at once......

"Crazy, you hack into those cars that have self-driving capabilities and seal their path. ”

"What do you want to do......

"Hurry up," said Patrick, "I'm going to go around ahead of them." ”

"Then do as I say, turn left here. ”

Running through the red light, Patrick took a sharp turn to shake off the bullet that hit him in the face and turned into another way.

"Okay, just go straight along the tramway. ”

Patrick was driving at full speed, and he had to thank the two guys who gave him the bike, and with the gas full, he could race with impunity.

Taking the shortcut, Patrick took the lead as the tram merged into the main road, and in front of him was a burly man on a hippie motorcycle.

"G41, suppress the people in the back. ”

"Yes, please keep an eye on it, master!"

Colin, the head of the Knights of Brendia, glanced back at the skull that had come to ask for his life for no apparent reason, and the motorcycle was still moving at full speed.

Patrick could not see the man's expression, he wore a helmet with a one-sided reflection and was covered in protective gear made of metal. Colin was at least calmer than his waste subordinate, Patrick thought.

He pulled out his pistol and pointed it at Colin, who seemed to realize that his armor was ineffective against the extraordinarily powerful pistol, and immediately evaded Patrick's first shot. Patrick was about to fire a second shot, but Colin leaned back and blocked in front of him.

The two steel pipes above the left and right exhaust outlets suddenly erupted into flames, and a heat wave swept in, but fortunately, even if Patrick turned on the force field shield to block the flames, otherwise he would have been directly ignited.

However, this is not an option, after five seconds, the force field shield will fail, and Colin will be stuck in front of him until he is scorched. And Colin was slowing him down, and the bikers behind him were about to catch up, and the closer they got to the G41, the more dangerous it became.

Patrick calmly looked along the flamethrower's nozzle and caught a glimpse of the gas tank under the cover of blazing flames.

The pistol was inserted back into its holster, and with one of the remaining two seconds, the Valkyrie grenade launcher was removed. There was also a sticky grenade left in the launcher, which Patrick had prepared with such a chase in mind.

For a second, aiming at the gas tank against the flames, he pulled the trigger.

The grenade passed through the heat and attached to the gas tank. Realizing the danger, Colin decisively rolled out of the car.

The locomotive with the grenade fell like this, and Patrick had no way to dodge and hit it directly. In desperation, he grabbed G41's slender arm and took her into his arms.

The flames of the explosion burst into fire as the bikers approached, and those who were farther away were also ignited by the scattered flames, and there was a wail.

"Master!"

"I'm fine," said Patrick, "but you, get off me." ”

"I'm sorry!"

He stood up, took off his deformed helmet, tossed it aside, and put on his coat and hat.

"Damn...... Damn!" Patrick heard a voice roaring.

"Patrick, have a few words ready, or can I help you prepare?" laughed maniacally, "The Anonymous Society is watching." ”

Tut...... It's really troublesome. He wasn't going to let the madness speak, and he didn't know what this guy was going to say.

"You take my Knights...... What have you done to my Knights!" the voice was still roaring, "Are you a member of the Nameless Society? No, whoever you are, I will make you pay for it with blood!"

"Childish ......"

"What did you say?"

"Childish. Patrick turned around and said coldly.

"Huh, how dare you call us naïve? What do you know? How ......do you understand?"

A gunshot rang out, and Colin's right arm hung down, and a hole was cut in his armor.

Before he could react, the Desert Eagle's gunfire rang out three more times, opening a hole in each of his limbs, each bullet piercing through the bone.

Colin lay on the ground, screaming heartbreakingly.

Patrick walked over and waited for his screams to fade and slowly turned to his dying before crouching down beside him.

"I brought hundreds of people with a few broken guns, broke into other people's territory and talked nonsense with others, and then killed people after the nonsense was finished...... Looks handsome? No, it's stupid, like you're lying on the road right now. ”

Patrick grabbed a piece of armor on Colin's chest and lifted the one-meter-nine man up in one fell swoop.

"Compared to a real war, you are like children fighting, and I am ashamed of you. ”

The muzzle of the gun rests against the glass of the helmet, and a .50 bullet shatters the layer of protection, ending the life of the knight leader.

"It's too quiet, Patrick," said Madness, "so I'll play it on their phones for you." ”

"We'll just have the goal accomplished," Patrick replied disappreciatively, "and we'll go back, G41." ”

"Oh, here it is, master!"

The flames on the road gradually extinguished, and the two figures disappeared from sight of the other witnesses as if they had never been here.