"Boom!!"

The feather closest to the ground suddenly exploded, first from the center and then on both sides, all in half a second.

The explosion was contagious, and the black feathers in mid-air exploded one after another, and the people in the first pickup truck were blown up before they could scream.

The tissues and organs of the human body were mixed with the parts of the pickup truck, and the grenades and explosives carried by the bandits in the vehicle contributed to the power of the explosion.

The people in the bus not far away were already stupid, this angel was too violent, and he started a war without saying a word.

And those bandits who are usually invincible are so insignificant in front of the angels, and the autumn wind instantly destroys the bandit forces like falling leaves.

"Sure enough, it's an angel, and the great judgment is coming, and it's coming."

The old woman slammed down on the window, her wrinkled face clinging to the glass, her eyes motionless as she watched the angel's movements.

"The sinners and the rich will be judged, and only we will ascend to heaven."

Three pickup trucks were drowned in the explosion, one was smashed into the shell of the bus by the blown wipers, and only the last pickup truck that had just skidded and turned around saw that the situation was not good, and stepped on the accelerator and ran wildly.

Light pickups built for the wild are showing their own, especially in Mexilica and Africa, and loading a machine gun to the back of a light pickup truck is a battlefield life harvester.

"She's chasing her, she's chasing her!"

Takahashi's pitifully folded wings spread out again, and a pair of black wings flapped lightly against the ground, and the petite rose in the wind, especially religious imagery on the highway full of death and explosions.

The gangsters in the car no longer cared about their religious beliefs, nor did they think about whether they would go to hell after killing the angels.

I saw rifle muzzles sticking out of the windows on both sides, and bullets pouring out in a torrential rain.

But Takahashi is not an ordinary person who does not dare to rise to the head if he is suppressed by firepower, and he is not afraid even in the face of a rain of bullets.

These bullets flew hundreds of meters and did not know where they had gone.

The Black Angel flapped its wings and pursued lightly behind the pickup, unhurried.

Like a wandering mall, or like a cruel predator teasing his prey, the pickup truck can neither shake off Takahashi's pathetic tracking, nor can he kill Takahashi's pathetic.

"Paper escape."

Even Takahashi was so happy to pierce the road behind the pickup truck with his spear, like a forest falling from the sky, causing a panicked chase scene.

"To the left!"

"To the right!"

"Don't stop!"

"Hurry up and knock down the angel...... Damn, there's a village ahead, there's a militia! ”

As soon as their gang had slaughtered an unruly plantation in the village, the militia in the village had taken up arms to surround the home.

The Mexilica bandits were rampant, and the common people naturally could not sit idly by, and sometimes several surrounding villages and towns would join forces to form militia companies.

When encountering villages and towns armed with militias, the gangsters do not dare to fight hard, after all, it is human nature to bully the weak and fear the hard, and only a few dare to swing a knife at the stronger.

In the face of the militia armament, the gangsters naturally have their own set of methods, they will immediately turn around and contact their informants in the government, so that the government can dispatch the regular army to disarm the 'illegal' to defend the safety of the people.

However, at this time, it is too late to use the means of defending the safety of the people in an open and honest manner, and there are angels in the rear, and at least there are only human beings in the front.

"Get down and rush over!"

The members of the pickup truck hid under their seats, and the small pickup truck rushed forward energetically.

"The sign on that pickup truck is from the Gitans Gang!"

"Shoot?"

“…… Or don't, to avoid offending them......"

"But they've already killed Sanchez's family, and maybe it's us after that."

"Will you sin against the living for the sake of the dead?!"

While the militia was still discussing whether to shoot, the small pickup truck rushed towards the obstacle at a high speed.

The gangsters have no intention of talking at all!

"No matter, shoot!"

The firepower of the village and town militias is not weak, at least the light weapons are complete, and all of them are of good quality.

The difficulty of getting an MP5 in Mexilica is no higher than buying an MP4, and even where can the boss give you a good look of the military's 'retirement', and the 'old equipment' that was retired after only a few months in the warehouse, although the price is higher than the price of purchasing from foreign countries through regular channels, it is worth the money.

The light pickup truck is not an armored vehicle, and it was immediately swept out of one hole after another by bullets, but this still could not stop the gangsters from fleeing for their lives.

"Crashed in! Are they crazy? What is this for? ”

The barricade set up by the militia at the entrance of the village was directly knocked away, and in the face of the militia's attack, the light pickup did not make any return fire, which did not conform to the lawless style of the Mexilica gang at all.

"Oops! They're not going to go on a killing spree in the village! ”

"It's too late to notify, go kill them!"

"Whew~!"

Suddenly, there was a huge sound of wind pressure in the sky, and a huge eagle came from afar unhurriedly.

In just a dozen seconds, the militiamen with guns and ammunition on their backs were dumbfounded when they saw the behemoth approaching the village, and they completely forgot that they should pursue the bandit pickup.

"Yes, is it a monster?"

"No, it's the angel ......"

"No wonder I drove so crazy, it turned out to be avoiding angels......"

Takahashi glanced pitifully at the small village, ignoring the men with weapons on the ground.

The flames of the plantation were still not extinguished, and the people around the fire were desperately trying to organize the fire, and the corpses hanging from the trees were only placed like the first, which was more important than whether the dead were alive or the dead.

Scarred pickup trucks weave through the village, and some passers-by who can't dodge are directly knocked into the air.

Looking at the fire in front of them, the gang members in the car did not react at all, running away was the only thought in their minds, and everything else was put aside, besides, they had done a lot of this kind of murder and arson, and there was no fluctuation in their hearts.

"Wow~"

Huge wings encompass the houses on both sides, and black shadows sweep across the village, and workers in strapped suits can only see feathers when they look up.

The gods have descended!

"Whew!"

"Boom!"

A spear fell from the sky, and the tip of the spiral pierced the compartment of the pickup truck in an instant.

"Buzz !!"

The pickup truck is like a piece of meat, the spear is a drill that nails the meat to the cutting board, and the rubber tires rub against the ground but the pickup does not move.

"it, it!"

The driver cursed repeatedly, slapped the steering wheel fiercely, and rolled out of the car with the weapon next to the seat.

"It's hot!"

The pickup truck stopped next to the fire, and the surrounding villagers who were extinguishing the fire cast their eyes in confusion or shock, the huge black wings blocked the sunlight, and half of the fire was shrouded in shadows under the high-altitude projection.

Takahashi is pitiful like a god!