The man in the gray and white suit who had killed the driver in the distance had to abandon the car and get out of the car, and he directly grabbed a yellow taxi that had just stopped next to him, started the engine and rushed directly to the military uniform lady at a high speed.

And the lady in military uniform, who had been watching the play in a black trench coat, pointed to himself and asked the lady in military uniform: "You ask me?" ”

"Huh?" The lady in military uniform bowed slightly.

"My name is Bruce Odinson, but I think you should be more concerned about that non-slowing taxi now!" Bruce Odinson gracefully gestured to the lady in military uniform to the enemy who was about to hit her face in three or four seconds.

The woman in military uniform immediately raised the head of her gun, aimed at the man in the gray and white suit in the taxi, and was about to shoot.

At this moment, a stout white young man in a white T-shirt rushed out from the side, and saw him pounce and save the lady in military uniform from the front of the taxi speeding with full throttle.

The lady in the military uniform was slightly annoyed, and said to the young man who saved her: "I'm already aiming at him!" ”

Bruce Odinson ruthlessly added: "That's right, at the cost of your life, admit it, ma'am, people are your saviors." ”

The young man who saved her quickly got up from the ground and was about to chase after the man in the suit who had already fled in a taxi, and couldn't help but glance at Bruce Odinson: "Thank you." ”

Then he dropped another sentence to the lady in military uniform: "And ...... I'm sorry! Then he opened his legs and chased after the taxi that was running away on four wheels in the distance.

Bruce Odinson raised an eyebrow, and after getting rid of the stereotype of the young man in his memory, he noticed that the young man seemed to be a little more interesting than he thought.

Got out of the back of the car that was used as a cover and came to the military lady who had already stood up: "I haven't even asked, what's your name?" ”

The military lady looked Bruce Odinson up and down.

Handsome facial features, combed very straight, not long or short, just to the neck of the bright black hair, straight figure, tough face, even in the usual aesthetic vision of white people, this is also an out-and-out handsome guy with a face value of 90 points or more.

Coupled with the previous reminder that the other party had reminded her out of kindness, she smiled quickly: "Becky, Becky. Carter. ”

"All right, Miss Carter, then, allow me to meet another interesting new friend, and we'll be back again."

As he spoke, Bruce Odinson spread his legs as the young man just now, and ran after the white-shirted young man who was about to disappear around the corner.

"Wait! You can't chase ...... on his. The further back she got, the quieter Becky Carter's voice became, because the Asian young man named Bruce Odinson was the same as the white-shirted young man before, running faster and faster, and in the blink of an eye, he had surpassed the limit speed that a normal person could achieve!

"Oh, another future track and field champion......" she clutched her forehead, standing still as she began to think about what the report was going to say about the handsome young Asian who had suddenly appeared.

It didn't take much effort for Bruce Odinson to catch up with the young man in front of him, and it was clear that he was faster than White.

Coincidentally, when he caught up, the young man in white happened to crash into a bridal dress store through the window of the exhibition because he couldn't control himself.

"Hey friend, why did you thank me just now?" He stood outside the window of the bridal store, and used this sentence as a beginning of the conversation he had with people after catching up!

White T-shirt jumped out of the window and looked at Bruce Odinson in amazement as he got back on the road to continue his interrupted car chase.

How did this man catch up! He thought to himself.

Of course, he soon had the answer, and he was surprised to find that Bruce Odinson was as fast as him!

If it weren't for the previous contact with Bruce Odinson, and the fact that Bruce Odinson obviously didn't have any hostility now, he might have thrown his fist at Bruce Odinson, which had become as big as a casserole.

Although the purpose is different, the two youths still embark on the "track and field road" of chasing the yellow taxi together.

"Hey friend, you haven't answered me yet." Bruce Odinson said.

Bai Ti-shirt joined him, jumped over a high iron fence in front of him in unison, and replied: "What you just said is very right, besides, you are talking to me, of course I should say thank you to you." ”

"Oh, polite pioneer~" Bruce Odinson exaggerated, "then okay polite pioneer, do you need help?" Other than that...... My name is Bruce Odinson. ”

Bai Ti-tan looked at him again in surprise, and saw that his expression didn't seem to be joking, so he said, "100% needed!" Thanks, by the way, my name is Steve, Steve. Rogers. ”

"Hmm~ Okay, nice to meet you Steve."

"The same goes for you."

The two of them rushed from a shortcut to the back of the yellow taxi at super speed, and seeing that the enemy was in front of them, Bruce Odinson asked, "What are you going to do now, jump directly on the roof of his car?" ”

Steve asked him rhetorically, "What else?" As he spoke, he had already planned a perfect route in his mind and began to sprint before the jump.

"Well, maybe I have a better idea, uh, I mean, at least...... It's a little better than jumping off the roof. ”

"Really? Then you'll have to hurry, there's a dock just a short way ahead, and I'm sure he's got some other guys to pick him up, maybe even a dedicated speedboat! Steve said.

Bruce Odinson stopped talking, he didn't want to spoil the predetermined things that everyone would know about in the next minute, and he didn't want the other party to think that he was a crow's mouth.

He started sprinting with Steve, and his mind began to drill a suitable route and the right position to shoot.

Now is the time!

The yellow taxi was another drifting corner, and he seized the rare moment.

"Hey Steve, look at it!" As he spoke, his body jumped to his feet and jumped over a small car that was in front of him.

His right hand was outstretched, his index finger was bent, and a round pebble the size of a marble was pinched in his hand.

"Medium!".

With a "boom", the pebble hit the front wheel of the yellow taxi, and the tire hit by him burst instantly.

However, it is a pity that a series of scenarios such as overturning, oil spillage, and explosion in his imagination did not happen in the next moment, and he only reduced the speed of the yellow taxi by a large margin.