How can a slippery guy who was wanted on charges of being a spy for the rebels and kept tens of thousands of City Lord's Mansion guards busy for an afternoon in vain, but in the end he threw himself into the net under the operation of the higher-ups, and was under the absolute control of the members of the guards who broke their legs and were extremely embarrassed?

What's more, this guy in front of him, who is not amazing, is rumored to have won the heart of Miss Scarlett, not to mention, but also the favor of Count Anji. I really don't know if those two excellent women are blind, anyway, from their point of view, this guy in front of them is useless.

Therefore, the officer in the armored car unscrupulously vented his disgust in his heart because of his own failure or some kind of jealousy towards him, and vented it on the man in front of him.

By this time, night had fallen, and the mountain wind was beating against the walls of the armored vehicles at speeds of up to 300 kilometers per hour. The three armored vehicles were speeding at high speed, without lowering the off-road tires hidden in their abdomen, and the army aviation armored vehicles that relied on the road maglev system to move forward almost did not have any worries about poor friction on the road, and moved as fast as possible, if nothing else, they could send the prisoner to the Marquis of Bolai for personal interrogation in 20 minutes.

Outside the completely closed window, the night is like ink, the autumn wind is cold, and although the lights inside the car are dim, it is very warm, and the inside of the armored car and the outside world are separated into two completely different worlds. And in the car, armed military police, and trembling prisoners who were arrested, such an environment seems to be able to arouse the most primitive human desire to commit violence!

However, just when they couldn't wait to stuff the rancid military boots in their hands into the mouth of the man who was bound on all fours and couldn't resist, the man suddenly laughed.

That smile was like a light piercing the black clouds in the dark clouds formed by such a dim and gloomy atmosphere, and suddenly a light pierced through the black clouds, gentle and soft, but very paradoxical.

The military and police officers in the car were stunned at the same time, and everyone had different strange thoughts in their hearts at this time.

Some people think that this is probably the psychological stress response of the victims, and there is no shortage of prisoners they have abused who laugh in the face of torture, which is almost beyond the human tolerance point, and is close to breaking down. The corners of some military and police officers twitched coldly, and this kind of untimely smile at the moment would only arouse their bloodier anger.

The officer with the boots also smiled, but the smile was even more eerie, with a sarcastic look of "I'll play with you".

"As a spy, I'm sure you've embraced some notions of death. For example, if the spinal cord is broken, the neurons can no longer transmit nerve control, and the blood vessels stop supplying blood to the brain, but within a few seconds, the brain will still be conscious, and even if you want to blink your eyes, you can still do it. But that's too bloody for now.

Now we can play a little game and cover your mouth and nose with this thing, and with your struggle, it can consume the oxygen that your lungs already don't have, and I believe that in less than thirty seconds you will be completely suffocated. Rest assured, I promise that you will never forget this amazing experience until the end of your life, because you have enough time to experience the process several times。。。。。。 ”

As he spoke, he unbuttoned his combat boots, revealing the cuffs of the boots that were large enough to suffocate a person's head, he got up and grabbed the hair on the back of Tang Lang's head with one hand, and pressed the leather boots in his right hand towards Tang Lang's face with a cruel smile.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that the left hand that was grabbing the man's hair was loosened, and Tang Lang's head was facing to the side, causing him to scratch into the air. At the same time, Tang Lang's right hand, which was handcuffed to his wrist, bent his elbow, passed through the exposed muscular arm of the military police who was holding him hostage, and hit the opponent's ribs. The shock force brought back, and Tang Lang slammed his left elbow into the second person beside him.

The dull crashing sound that made the faces of the entire carriage suddenly change came, and the two military policemen couldn't withstand the terrible impact force, and were directly knocked out of their seats by the force, and pressed the people on both sides. Before the military and police had time to change from surprise to frightened expressions, Tang Lang's body bowed like a shrimp, and his handcuffed hands were brushed from the soles of his feet that were bent to the extreme, and turned into arms across his chest.

Then he clenched his right hand into a fist, and the dust in the air was shaken away by the clenching force of the punch.

It was very fast, and the officer was still holding the leather boot buckle, and it was all lightning fastening.

The punch that was enough to detonate the smoke and dust slammed into the boots, over the right arm that was pinching the boots, and slammed into his cheeks, which were becoming twisted and hideous.

"Bell!" With a loud bang, the leading officer's entire head was punched on the armor plate of the car wall by Tang Lang, who rushed forward. The thanks thing was that he was wearing a tactical helmet, and the tactical helmet made of a special alloy had not been deformed, otherwise, in the eyes of the terrified officers around him, this punch would have exploded his head.

Perhaps, in their opinion, there should not be much of a problem other than the fact that the colleague who was attacked would be a little dizzy because of the blow on the steel plate by a huge force. You must know that as long as this tactical helmet is not hit head-on by the energy bomb, even if it encounters the aftermath of energy, the probability of survival is more than 80%, and it will naturally not be a big problem if someone is beaten so hard.

In fact, it was precisely like this that the leading officer was able to support it with his elbow arm and not fall directly to the ground after eating Tang Lang's heavy punch.

However, they did not know the horror in the captain's officer's heart. At that moment, the officer only felt that his entire head was no less than being hit by a heavy hammer, and his consciousness was a little loose at that moment. Then there is the dense dread that pours out of the consciousness that has not yet dissipated, from the depths of the chest, from the spine and scalp.

Because blood was pouring out of his mouth, nose, and ears. The power of that punch was not just as simple as a heavy hammer, but it was inflicted a heavy blow through the alloy tactical helmet.

After the two officers on the left and right overwhelmed the people behind them, the whole carriage fell into a brief chaos, but then, the military police who were pressed down by their companions began to break free from the gap, and the knocked down military police officers were also taken up by their companions who rushed forward behind them after a violent breath.

Tang Lang sighed secretly, in the two blows he had just burst out, it was actually the penultimate rib that he found the most vulnerable rib in the waist of the two officers' ribs, and ordinary people were hit by him, and the ribs were broken and pierced into the lungs, losing their combat effectiveness, but unfortunately the other party was wearing two sets of combat suits, which could be used to protect against sharp blades and even ordinary metal bullet firearms, and the vital parts of the chest and abdomen were covered, so they cushioned his blow to the greatest extent and failed to make the two officers completely lose their combat effectiveness.

"Catch him, catch him!" The leading officer's facial features flowed with blood like a ghost, but his voice was even more hysterical.

It was not that Tang Lang's counterattack was so brave that the officers felt terrified, but that if Tang Lang fled, the punishment of the Bolai City Lord would make them even more afraid.

Then, more blood gushed out of its mouth, slumping to the ground.

The strength of Tang Lang's punch had actually cut off his vitality, and although he did not die immediately, he had gradually lost control of his body.

In the carriage, time seemed to slow down several times for a while, and the three officers on the left and right rushed towards Tang Lang like tigers and wolves.

The bloodstained face of the officer who was paralyzed on the ground froze hideously. Because not only could he no longer command his hands and feet, but the young man on the other side was still laughing.

His smile at the beginning only aroused the idea of torturing him more intensely.

And now seeing his smile makes people shudder.

"Little Meat! If you don't do it, you're going to be sliced and sliced. In Tang Lang's pupils, two flashes of light flashed, and the danger signal of the flash was so strong.

From an angle that no one could see, the two energy cannons on the roof of the armored car began to actively adjust their muzzles, and two white rays erupted, centering on the heads of the two mechs following behind. The unprepared mecha didn't have time to raise the energy shield at all, the head was blown to pieces, and the mecha that was advancing at a speed of more than 200 kilometers per hour but lost its balance rolled out in an instant, one of the mecha even smashed into the last armored car, and the two steel behemoths collided with a brilliant spark, illuminating the dark road.

Then, the two energy cannons quickly turned their muzzles and fired at the armored vehicle at the front that was still in a state of confusion. Although it was not known why the comrade sitting in the commander would brazenly do something to himself, the armored vehicle in front reacted very quickly, and also fired missiles at the crazy companion before taking two shots in a row and raising blue flames.

Tang Lang's backpack had already been rudely searched by the officers, and the hob meat that he had already chosen to disguise himself was not a weird metal ball, but a Rubik's Cube covered with an alloy box, although the Rubik's Cube looked slightly larger than the ordinary one.

This kind of scum thing is naturally not looked down on by others, and it is thrown into the cockpit casually, which makes it more convenient for the hob meat to enter this armored car that is not very tight in terms of complete network protection through the connection wireless signal.

Taking advantage of the fact that several officers were ready to toss Tang Lang, they already understood that Tang Lang would never easily hand over his life and death to others, and obtained the control of the armored vehicle-assisted brain. After receiving Tang Lang's order, he immediately attacked.

And when the driver of the armored car reacted and hurriedly switched to manual mode, it was already too late. The armored car in front of the attack, a missile had already flown over.

The missile hit the ground of their vehicle, and in an instant, it kicked off a huge amount of smoke and dust, and the armored vehicle, which was suspended more than two meters above the ground, rolled and crashed into the hillside.

And Tang Lang, who received the reminder of hob meat, was already prepared with his hands holding his head and his body curled, but even so, he still felt the severe pain of constantly hitting and tumbling on the car wall everywhere in his body, and such a reversal seemed to never end at that moment. But eventually stopped.

All the officers who were in a posture did not have such a reaction as Tang Lang, so in this round of rolling and impact, they all made a solid move, and the tactical helmets and combat suits could not fully absorb this level of kinetic energy, even if they did not die, they were broken tendons and fractures, and there was a wail.

But the guy who was punched by Tang Lang to the point that he couldn't take care of himself was lucky enough, and he was still panting, maybe the body that had lost control was broken no matter how much he fractured, he couldn't feel it!

Tang Lang reached into his coat pocket, took out the key, and untied his handcuffs and shackles.

The grim eyes of the leading officer glared at him fiercely.