It took a while for the driver to recover and look at the bills and mutter, "What a good man." ”

He had only driven a little way, and the fare was thirty dollars a lot.

Luke not only saved him, but also gave him more fare, and he was definitely a good person.

The good man Luke was already in the dark and uninhabited, took out a Triumph motorcycle from the storage space, put on his helmet, and quickly detoured around the road where the strange situation just appeared.

In the distance, a line of fire could be seen stretching westward.

He resolutely accelerated to catch up.

In the flash of the taxi just now, he saw a motorcycle flashing by.

There are more people in the United States who like to ride motorcycles, and there is nothing unusual.

But the retro Harley-Davidson motorcycle, which exploded all the way and was on fire on both the front and rear wheels, soared to a speed of more than 200 kilometers per hour, and he had seen it for the first time in his life.

Chasing the line of fire that stretched all the way but also kept disappearing, Luke took a look at the situation on the side of the street.

The glass of various cars and street buildings was shattered by the shock wave of the retro Harley-Davidson motorcycle just now, and the fire line on the ground disappeared and a wheel mark was melted by the high temperature.

The cars on the street were also scorched, the street lamp poles and parking meters were melted and bent, and the trees were turned into torches.

What the hell is that? Luke muttered to himself, but he was glad that this thing was going due west, not in the same direction as the northwest of Drakes.

He screwed the throttle and chased frantically.

With this destructive power, it doesn't look like an ordinary transcendent being can do it.

In a flash just now, he also saw the people on the retro Harley-Davidson being smoking, as if they were also on fire.

But in the air, he didn't smell the smell of roasted meat.

But this isn't some stuntman, and the stuntman won't blow up all along the way!

After chasing the line of fire out of the city for more than ten kilometers, Luke saw an old factory building.

The scorching vibe of a retro Harley-Davidson has entered the mix.

He found a secluded place to stop the car, took the motorcycle back into storage, took out two drones and lifted them into the air, and took out a new suit of armor while looking at the surveillance data on the fake phone.

This is not a white wolf armor, but a prototype armor with a different idea.

It's just a prototype, and like Selena's Best Armor, it only has the most basic protection and camouflage functions.

Unlike the White Wolf Armor, which is a white box, this new armor is divided into three parts: the head, upper body, and lower body.

Luke stepped into the grooves of his feet that resembled a flat box, hanging his unfolded upper body armor on his body with one hand and strapping his open helmet armor with the other.

The flat case quickly ejected the folding armor, going all the way up from the calf, and the upper body armor quickly opened down from the shoulder blades.

Ten seconds later, the upper and lower armors were engaged, and the head armor was joined to the upper armor at the same time.

Luke moved his hands and feet, not particularly satisfied.

But this is only a prototype of technical reserves for the follow-up armor, and it is normal to be dissatisfied.

Accelerating under his feet, he jumped more than ten meters lightly and jumped onto the roof of the factory.

The weight of this armor has been greatly reduced, the protection has been slightly reduced, the flexibility has been greatly increased, and the movement is more concealed.

In layman's terms, Batman belongs to the knight armor that fights head-on, the new armor belongs to the assassin type armor, and the white wolf armor is somewhere in between.

As a result, Luke barely made a sound as he ran lightly across the factory.

Soon, he rushed to the center of the factory, below which was a relatively empty maintenance workshop.

Frowning, he had already found a corpse lying at the gate of the factory, blue all over, emitting a strong smell of sulfur.

The murderer of the pub massacre is here!

Luke perked up and looked at the two sides standing in the middle of the field.

On one side are four strange men with different shapes.

On the other side was the man he had followed, riding a fire motorcycle.

But at this moment, the man was screaming loudly, and at the same time, there were bursts of gray smoke coming out of his body, and patches of flames were floating from his face and hands, and his skin and muscles seemed to melt in the flames.

Finally, with a roar, the man turned into a fiery ...... Skulls?

Although he was still wearing a black leather jacket and jeans, his head and exposed hands had turned to white bones, and a raging red flame burned on them.

The flame skull raised his hand and pointed at the four people opposite: "Go to hell!" ”

Among the four people opposite, a gray-blue skinned young man spread his hands: "It seems that we have nothing to talk about." ”

As he spoke, a strange figure beside him suddenly blurred, turning into a whistling cloud of black smoke and the wind swirled and flew towards the flame skeleton.

Boom!

The wind slammed into the flame skeleton's chest, knocking him upside down and hanging on an iron chain more than ten meters behind him.

Luke raised an eyebrow: This guy is weird.

To say that this strange man turned into a storm is really not a description, it is indeed like a small tornado.

Even if he stands, his figure is slightly blurred, and his body looms.

After the flame skeleton was knocked into the chain and hung on it, its head hung down, and the flames on its body disappeared.

The gray-skinned young man smirked, "It seems that you are not as good as my father said. What a ghost rider, it's all doggy! ”

Luke didn't move.

Although he was now sure that the gray-and-blue young man of the four must be the murderer of the bar massacre, or at least one of them.

At the bar, he also sensed the presence of the scent of the other three, but was not sure that they had caused the bar massacre along with the gray-and-blue skinned youth.

Now the four of them are standing together, if not accomplices, they are villains who sit back and watch the young people carry out massacres.

But the flaming skeleton had just turned Luke's taxi upside down, and wreaked havoc in the city, and was not treated well by Luke.

Besides, the Flame Skull isn't like a lame creature that can be easily handled.

Sure enough, as soon as the blue-skinned young man finished speaking, the skeleton hanging from the chain burst into flames again, and the drooping skull suddenly lifted, ripped off the chain around his neck, and strode towards the foursome.

The weirdo who could turn into the wind struck again.

This time the Flame Skeleton was on guard, and although it was beaten and trembled, it was not knocked away by another blow.

On the foursome's side, one of them climbed into a large truck outside the warehouse, started it and accelerated sharply, crashing directly into the two entangled.

Rumble!

The truck collided with an abandoned truck, and the flaming skeleton was caught between the two vehicles.

The wind monster, entangled with the flame skeleton, emerged from under the truck, his wind-like illusory body not afraid of such impact.

As soon as the driver's door of the big truck opened, a thin bald middle-aged man came down, tilted his head to look at the position of the front of the car, pouted and said disdainfully: "He's not very strong." ”