Luckily, there was one of the four people in the room, and Dave pushed Hans and them all to the ground, and then turned the liquid metal into a large pot lid to protect them inside.

After the explosion was over, Dave hurriedly dragged a few people towards a pickup truck parked in the courtyard, which was their only way to survive.

In the dark light, the gunmen around the hut managed to sneak up to the pickup truck and start the slightly dilapidated pickup truck.

'Boom ......'

The wheels of the pickup truck turned, kicking up piles of dirt.

The Latin girl sat in the driver's seat, stepped on the accelerator and drove the pickup truck out of the encirclement of the group of gunmen.

However, the gunmen spotted them as well, and several cars around the hut turned on their lights and chased after them in pickup trucks.

Among these vehicles, there was even a wheeled infantry fighting vehicle in active service in the Eagle Sauce Army, which rushed towards the old pickup truck with an indomitable momentum.

'Dangdangdang......'

Bullets of all calibers were all hailed at the pickup truck, all the windows on the pickup truck were shattered, and the unlucky yellow hair was even more muffled, clutching his bleeding shoulder.

Dave hurriedly turned around and saw that both of Huang Mao's arms were already injured, the difference was only a knife wound on one side and a gunshot wound on the other.

"We can't go on like this." Dave frowned a little as he looked at the group of New York gang-affiliated cars chasing after him, and in the darkness, those cars with two lights were like the eyes of hyenas on the African savannah.

"Has this car been modified?" Turning his head, Dave asked the Latina girl who was driving.

"It's not time yet." The Latin woman, who was watching the road and steering the wheel, said without squinting: "I'm going to install a Gatling in the rear compartment, but I haven't had time yet, so I just put the Gatling in the car." ”

"That's enough." Dave climbed through the bullet-shattered rear window to the rear compartment and saw the Gatling gun covered in canvas.

Using the liquid metal into a machine gun mount, Dave secured the Gatling gun and fired it backwards.

'Da Da Da, Da ......'

Thanks to the high rate of fire of the Gatling gun, in an instant, a chain of metal bullets was fired towards the car chasing behind.

Among the vehicles chased by the gang, except for the infantry fighting vehicle, which did not have much impact, the rest of the vehicles could be said to be on the verge of collapse.

"Lola, is there a way to get rid of this armored combat vehicle?" Getting back into the car again, Dave asked the Latina girl driving the car at the top of his voice.

"I'll try!" The Latin girl named Lola also responded hoarsely with a big mouth.

There was a bend in the road ahead, and outside the road railing was a very steep slope, and the Latin girl rushed to the railing without slowing down.

It was almost time for the Latin girl to turn the steering wheel sharply, and the wheels on the other side of the pickup truck were cocked high, which made the pickup car turn around this detour in a dangerous way.

Even the back half of the pickup truck crashed into the guardrail on the highway and knocked the guardrail open.

The driver of the armored car in the back didn't have the skills of a Latin girl.

With a pickup truck in front of them blocking most of their view, and the weight of the infantry fighting vehicle itself that brakes less easily than a normal car, the infantry fighting vehicle broke through the guardrail at a high speed and then unfortunately, rolled over on its side.

"Phew, we're finally getting rid of them." After seeing that all the pursuers behind him were thrown away, a small cheer was instantly heard from inside the car.

"It's just that we haven't taken out any of the money we put in the house." After cheering for a while, Huang Mao suddenly said loudly, and the atmosphere in the entire carriage instantly fell: "That's the money we worked so hard to grab." ”

Most of the money he had worked so hard to grab had been turned into ashes in the explosion, and only Hans came to the living room with a bag of money on his chest when he found out what had happened.

Dave gave Hans a strange look, the guy seemed to be too calm, as if he had expected it beforehand.

This bag of money was the only bag they had left.

Hans was also generous, and did not take the green bag of dollars for himself, but took it out and divided it equally among the people in the carriage.

Everyone only got seven or eight dollars, which together might add up to a small $100,000.

In normal times, when they were ordinary gangsters, it would have been a windfall. It's just that during the day, they can still make dollars into a bed and roll on it, and the difference between the front and back is too big to make people really interested.

Moreover, the New York gangsters came too quickly, and the attack was too decisive and violent, so that everyone in the carriage was a little frightened.

Just when everyone in the car was silent, a beam of light suddenly shot down from the sky, enveloping the pickup truck.

The Latin girl couldn't open her eyes at the sudden bright light, and hurriedly stepped on the brakes, and the tires of the leather car emitted a puff of green smoke, and then stopped in the middle of the road.

In the sky, a Kun fighter plane hovered silently in front of the leather car, and a strong beam of light came from below the Kun fighter.

Everyone in the car looked vigilantly at the Kun fighter in front of them.

Soon, the hatch in the belly of the Kun plane was opened, and several people descended down the rope and walked towards them.

"Hey, Hans, I didn't expect you and your accomplices to do something amazing, and now I formally invite you to join us." Before the people in the car could see the face of the approaching man, the man opened his arms and shouted to Dave and them laughing.

It was only by this time that the people in the car recognized the man who had come up to them as the mysterious seller who had been peddling boxes of strange things to them that day.

Finally hooked them out.

Dave resisted his excitement and didn't say anything.

His current identity is not the leader of this small gang, the leader of this small group is Hans.

"Join you? What organization are you? At Dave's motion, Hans asked his question.

"Hahaha." The bearded seller did not answer Hans directly, but made a gesture of invitation: "You'll know when you come." ”

The four people in the car looked at each other, but under the signal of Dave's eyes, the four people in the car still got out of the pickup truck, followed the bearded seller to the bottom of the Kun fighter, and was picked up by the Kun fighter that had descended a distance.