"Boom!"

After a deafening roar, Mawson felt his brain sink violently, and the world swirled in front of him. The sound of glass shattering, the sound of crashing, the dense mass of bullets behind them, and the terrified screams of pedestrians on the road were all connected.

After a brief moment of deafness, Mawson felt a warm spot above his head and reached out to wipe the blood on his hands. He didn't bother to check the injury, and hurriedly checked on Professor Erkins, who was lying on the side.

The Professor's face turned pale, beads of sweat the size of beans ran down his cheeks, blood was dripping from his arms, and to make matters worse, a broken piece of iron stabbed deep into his thigh, completely incapacitating him.

After colliding with the Beetle, the car rushed forward diagonally more than ten meters away, pushing it to the garbage can and street lamp on the side of the road. Through the shattered window, Mawson also saw half of the woman's body crushed under the car.

"Professor, can you still go? We've got to get out of here! ”

Now is not the time to remember, Mawson lowered his head and glanced out quickly, four big men stepped out of the taxi, two of them holding submachine guns in their hands, as they walked forward, while firing wildly.

With their firepower, the wrecked car simply wouldn't last long. Mawson lowered himself and lay as flat as he could on the seat, he stretched out his leg and kicked hard where the door broke.

After the initial impact, the entire door was completely deformed, but fortunately, in the second impact later, the deformed door was squeezed out by mistake. Otherwise, Mawson would have to try to escape through the window.

In the case of such fire suppression, it is tantamount to self-defeating.

"Mawson, you go quickly, get out of here!" Their target is me. Professor Edkins gasped, "It must be someone sent by Schmidt, who claims to be a god alive and will never allow anyone to have the same power as him!" ”

"You go! The commissioners have approved our application, and I have prepared the corresponding booster serum for you, and the rest is only a matter of injections. He took Mawson's hand and said word by word.

"Promise me Mowson, stick to your beliefs, be a good person, and then completely eradicate Schmidt's evil plans!" Professor Erkins' voice was as determined as death, he had probably expected this day for a long time, and there was not the slightest horror in his voice.

Bang bang bang!

Mawson turned a deaf ear and slammed the car door under his feet frantically, "Don't say it, I'll take you away, you can't die here!" "What are you kidding? If he dies here, Mawson's mission will be a complete failure!

Bang Bang!

Mawson kicked the door and grabbed the driver's dropped pistol from under his seat, he had to find a way to get rid of the two guys with submachine guns, otherwise he would never be able to escape with the professor's condition.

Hearing the sound of the car door, the gunfire was slightly stagnant, and then a big man with a submachine gun shot out in the direction of the open car door.

Mawson himself has not touched a gun, and naturally there is no marksmanship to talk about. However, the marksmanship of this guy he possessed was not bad, with the remaining muscle memory in his body, and more than three months of wandering, Mawson basically mastered the shooting skills in his body.

Mawson peeked half of his head out of the back seat, held the gun in both hands, pulled the trigger after aiming, and bang, bang, three consecutive dense gunshots.

The first shot hit the thigh of the big man with the gun, the big man was hit hard and fell forward, and then the second shot of Mawson hit the opponent's neck with good luck, the bullet penetrated his vertebrae, half of the big man's neck was shattered, and the submachine gun in his hand fell suddenly.

The other party obviously didn't expect that there was still the power to fight back in the car, and suddenly he didn't dare to be as arrogant as before, hiding his body behind a few nearby cars, venting his firepower, and having the idea of blowing up the car alive.

"Professor, give me your clothes." Mawson's firepower was limited, and if he continued like this, both of them would have to be trapped in the car, and he was so angry that he planned to rush out to attract the other's attention.

"Nope! Mawson, you go quickly, leave me alone! Understood what Mawson meant, but the professor refused to agree. Seeing that the other party's gunfire was getting more and more urgent, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and jump out.

After he jumped out, he did not shoot immediately, but picked up the broken car door on the ground and guarded it in front of him. There was a bang on the door twice, and Mawson had already taken the opportunity to crash into a café on the side of the road.

"Someone has escaped, kill him!" Mawson heard an angry roar, and when he entered the room, he pulled over a coffee table next to him, and threw the whole coffee table down the window with a force in his waist and abdomen.

Bang bang bang! As soon as the coffee table appeared, it was riddled with holes by a volley of bullets, and by the time it fell, it had turned into a puddle of broken wood. But by this time, Mawson had already taken the opportunity to throw the other two coffee tables out, and rushed out again by taking advantage of the gap.

He had to fight hard now, and if Professor Erkins were dead now, he would be completely finished.

Mawson guarded the car door in front of him and ran forward like crazy, and after the bullet was vented, another big man with a submachine gun was swearing and changing the magazine. When the other two saw Mawson showing his head, they both smiled and aimed their guns at Mawson's body.

At this life-and-death moment, Mawson's brain was surprisingly calm, and he first fired several shots in succession to force one of the gunmen to retract his body. Then he wheeled the car door and smashed it like another gunman's hiding place.

At this time, the big man closest to him had already changed the magazine, and the muzzle of the gun was fine-tuned and pulled the trigger frantically at Mawson.

"Haha, give me death!"

The expected flesh and blood did not appear, and in front of the person in front of him, there was an extra round shield. For a moment, he was slightly stunned, a black muzzle appeared from behind the shield, roaring and spitting out tongues of fire.

Bang Bang Bang!

The big man swayed, was beaten into a sieve, and fell to the ground with a thud, while Mawson rolled and hid behind a nearby car.

Whew...... Call!

He gasped for air, his right hand shaking his gun, and for a few seconds, he was literally fighting for his life, but luckily he survived.

I checked the submachine gun in my hand, and the bullets in the magazine were not too many, but it was estimated that it was enough to save a little. In his left shoulder, there was a deep crater of blood, and the bullet was stuck in the bone, making his left hand weak.

Mawson knew he couldn't hesitate now, he was injured, and the longer it dragged on, the worse it would be for him. He gritted his teeth and raised his shield and reached for the other two gunmen hiding.

Mawson used a shield to protect the key parts of his body and rushed out furiously, one of the guys obviously didn't expect Mowson's play, and was shot and killed by him in a panic.

The other was much more shrewd, and found that he couldn't break the shield, so he beckoned directly to Mawson's exposed legs. A bullet pierced Mawson's calf, and Mawson took the opportunity to close the distance between the two sides, using the only remaining bullet to beat the other party into mud.

The two gunshot wounds on the shoulder and calf made Mawson a little dizzy in front of his eyes, but he still did not forget the most important thing, endured the pain, and limped towards the car.

"Professor, it's not safe here, I'll take you away!"

Walking to the front, Mawson fixed his eyes and saw that the carriage was empty, where was Professor Erkins?!