"The front light track is damaged, automatically cut into off-road mode!"

The on-board intelligent brain automatically issued instructions, and after a few seconds, the huge Tyrant off-road slid down from the last interface, landed on four wheels, ran over the original dilapidated asphalt road, and continued to move forward. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Twenty or thirty "professionals" had already gathered, that is, members of the nearby gangsters and mobs cheered in unison, and even more daring people accelerated forward, using the front end of the barb against the side of the off-road vehicle, accelerating all the way, leaving twisted and clear scratches on the body. And when passing through the car window, he made a humiliating gesture to the rock blast:

"Pig who shows off his wealth, poke your ass right away!"

Burst Yan grinned, and the same gesture returned: "Come on, I'm afraid you're not hard enough!" ”

The scolding outside was louder, and Blast didn't care about it, he looked around, comparing his surroundings to his early memories.

If he remembers correctly, the road driven by the off-road vehicle has a history of nearly 30 years, and it should have been originally designed as a main road in the city, and it was docked with a certain transportation line in the wilderness, and the two-way twelve lanes are also quite high specifications.

In the decades that followed, however, urban planning changed dramatically, with countless skyscrapers rising from the ground and shadows covering all sides. The horizontal protruding buildings cut the huge highway into pieces, and also completely obscured the sky above the highway.

With the complete abandonment of the "recycling layer" treatment, the highway can only be submerged in the shadows of skyscrapers. The illegal buildings of the surrounding residents are even more wantonly crawling on both sides of the highway.

At this time, in those strange-shaped buildings, there are countless eyes, staring at the whistling off-road vehicles, the meaning is difficult to understand.

"After so many years, this hellish place is still a mess, what do the gangs in charge of this area do?"

Rock Blaster's arm was lying across the empty window frame and yelling outside, "Hey, whose field is this?" You don't usually do hygiene, do you? ”

The gang members outside the car froze slightly, and then the threats and shouts became ten times louder. Some people couldn't help it, driving a motorcycle closer, the sound of the wind breaking the air sounded, and the thick steel chain shone through the window to pull in, which was the power that could smash the human brain.

Blasting Rock just raised his upper arm, let the chain smash on it, and circled it twice, and then swung slightly. The one who shot was like a kite out of control, flying off his beloved large-displacement motorcycle, and the whole person smashed out sideways.

This is too ruthless, the relatively dense motorcycle team behind can't dodge at all, and in an instant, the small half of the convoy is overturned on their backs, and it is a mess.

"Transform people!"

I don't know who shouted such a sentence, and the motorcycle team that accompanied the road scattered out, and some people had braked and stopped in place, no longer keeping up.

But at this moment, a motorcycle that was originally behind accelerated forward, and soon ran parallel to the off-road vehicle, and the rider smiled fiercely at the car, raised the thick barrel with one hand, and directly pulled the trigger.

With a roar, the classic shotgun instantly sprayed 12 8mm tungsten alloy projectiles, covering the entire front of the carriage.

Without looking at the result, the knight shook his arm in a dashing manner, and the bullet was directly loaded, so he had to do it again as it was. But when he raised the muzzle of the gun again, it was the same smiling face of the blast rock, but it was unharmed.

With a muffled thud, the rider flew up from the motorcycle, crossed the eight-lane distance, and flew into the illegal building complex at the far end.

The blast rock jumped out of the car window, took his place, sat firmly on the motorcycle, and snatched the classic shotgun, roaring, using the gun as an iron bar, rushing forward and back, and in the blink of an eye, all the gangsters who didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

I had just been stuffy in the car for more than ten minutes, acting as a mobile prisoner, and it didn't feel good at all.

At this time, the motorcycle under him was still a little small compared to his size, but the feeling of moving completely according to his will was really great.

Bursting Rock laughed, and accompanied the self-driving Tiger off-road vehicle, roaring to the melody that was still stirring.

As the vehicle moved forward, the gangsters who had fallen to the ground were quickly thrown away, and for a moment only he and the off-road vehicle were left on the road, moving straight ahead.

As he was singing to his heart's content, Blasting Rock suddenly leaned over and accelerated without warning, and suddenly opened up at least a distance of his body, and almost at the same time, he caught a glimpse of a line of fire cut through the corner of his eye, and 20 meters behind him, the road cracked a basin-sized gap, and then a strange hissing sound reached his ears.

Rock Blaster laughs: A large-caliber electromagnetic rifle, but the gunner's crosshair is really terrible.

Well, it's not right, one hit missed, and the other party didn't mean to make up the gun at all.

He suddenly realized that he followed the trajectory of the trajectory and looked over, and there was no human figure in the floor of the black hole, but there was a black bird flapping its wings and flying.

Burst Rock grinned and sent a message through the six ears: "What about the division of labor? What about trust? But then again, you should be good at playing Scouting, go back and try it in the wilderness together? ”

"Then you have to be prepared to be pitted."

Ronan replied casually, and he used the ink to announce his existence to the blasting rock. But what really kills the sniper is actually the "battering ram" of the human-faced spider.

At this point, the poor fellow fainted at the window, and probably didn't understand what was going on.

Ronan's soul body was suspended in this dangerous area, and the sensing range with a diameter of nearly one kilometer presented him with an all-round, multi-layered, and all-encompassing panoramic picture.

He suddenly realized that at this moment, he should be the most legitimate sniper: a ghost that exists, a panoramic perception with a diameter of one kilometer, and of course, a "battering ram" that ignores most of the physical defenses.

Several factors come together, and in this complex environment, he can be said to be like a fish in water, and can most easily and quickly get rid of those "malicious people".

With the use of such means, Ronan really has the consciousness of some "capable people".

Yes, this is the ability he imagined, the supernatural power above the normal world - and naturally the best confirmation of the correctness of the "format theory".

It was also at this time that Ronan truly understood what kind of constraint the "weak" body was for his true ability.

"Hey, scouting, update the information forward, this dungeon level is too low...... Is your enemy using this specifically to disgust me? ”

Ronan responded, "I think you should stop the car and check it out, maybe you can find some clues." ”

"Good idea, but it's not contradictory to forward reconnaissance, I need tools, preferably a moving obstacle that can stop my disobedient baby."

"Wait until I find out...... Belch? ”

Ronan suddenly became dumb, for just in front of the road, behind the dim light, a behemoth, just crushed into his senses, slowly but surely, approaching.