Fisher grabbed Bloomingo, turned off the concussion effect with the dagger in his right hand and rested it on Bloomingo's neck, and the last half of the magazine in his left pistol. He pushed Bai Mingge into the elevator, and when he passed by Liu Tiancheng, who was standing trembling against the wall, he blinked at him slightly.

Liu Tiancheng nodded slightly in a magnitude that was difficult for others to notice, and his body shrank back.

Fisher walked into the elevator with Bomingo and pressed the button to go directly to the second floor, Bomingo was startled, "You ......"

"What? Wouldn't it be nice to use your little tank? Fisher took the dagger and helped him shave half of his face's beard.

"......" Bai Mingge did not speak, and the shock in his eyes became more obvious. How did they know about the armored car that had not yet been accepted by the Titan branch of Driel? Is there an inner ghost?

"We still have a lot to talk about, but there's no rush." Fisher happily lit a cigarette and tried to burn it with his hands, but found that the mechanical arm was running low on energy and could only maintain basic activities. He had to figure out the lighter and light the cigarette. Smoke filled the small elevator, blurring the view.

"I can say for sure, I don't know anything...... "Bomingo moved his neck to a more comfortable position, and behaved quite stiffly.

Fisher happily shaved off the remaining half of his face with a dagger, and then asked, "What's your name?" ”

"Brother Boming......" This question was completely unexpected by Brother Boming, he just looked down nervously at Fisher's dagger to scrape him, and said subconsciously.

"Hehe, you see, you don't know anything." Fisher smiled and shaved his eyebrows clean, "You see, every time you are not honest, I will shave a little, and when the shave on the face is gone, I will start to shave the inside." As he spoke, he tilted the knife slightly and picked a small piece of pimple from Bomingo's face.

Bomingo screamed, his knees were weak and he was about to fall to his knees, and as soon as Fisher lifted the back of his neck, Bomingo suddenly felt like clothes that had been clamped on a clothesline, and he couldn't help himself.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, one, two, three, four, five...... You see, you have a lot of acne on your face, and you can still pick a few rounds, so you don't start digging out your eyes, piercing your ears, cutting your tongue and chopping your fingers too quickly. Fisher carried the back collar of his shirt in his left hand, and the dagger in his right hand slashed at the knife flower at random, and he dug into Bermingo's face again.

"Don't, don't...... Whatever you want to ask, I'll tell you. I don't know if it was a bloody face that scared Bai Mingo, or if Fisher's seemingly casual and casual but actually bereavement, the malicious threat played a role, Bai Mingge only felt that he was afraid that he would not be able to play this tough guy.

"Don't, don't~ I haven't had enough fun, you also know that there is a deep hatred between us, and it can't be solved so easily." Fisher's previous sentence imitated Birmingham's frightened tone, and the latter sentence had become extremely cold, and it was indeed a deep hatred, isn't it, putting aside one arm, the old man Renault lying in the medical cabin of the main building of the Borough of Winterfell? Derek is losing his life day by day.

"No, that's ......" Bermingo hurriedly tried to argue, the elevator door opened, and Fisher pushed him, and he staggered, and his words were interrupted.

The second lower level is not only the underground parking lot of the Titan Corporation, but also a storage place for various experimental vehicles. As the door began, Fisher had seen Bell, covered in blood, sitting on a concrete pier, leaning against a pillar and fiddling with his PPM-90 submachine gun in boredom.

"Coming?" Bell looked up and looked at Fisher, who had walked out of the elevator with Bermingo.

"Yes, where's the car?" Fisher nodded, seeing that Bell looked like he was fine, and it was estimated that most of the blood on his body was someone else's, so he was more concerned about the test vehicle used as an evacuation tool.

Bell stood up, walked over to the panel on the side pillar and poked a few times, watching as the roller shutter door behind the wall slowly rose, revealing the test vehicle behind it.

Fisher raised an eyebrow, "That's it?" ”

Bell shrugged, "That's it." ”

Fisher easily shaved the middle hair of Bermingo, making his head look "concave", and his movements were large, fast and accurate. Bai Mingge didn't see the last "quasi" at all, and he was almost frightened. All he saw was Fisher jerk up his dagger and pointed it at the door of his head, and then there was a cold patch on his head, from the hairline to the back of his head.

"That's what you're calling a test car? What the hell does this look like an armored car? Fisher pointed his gun at the bald head in the middle of Bomingo.

The first thing that came to Bo Ming's mind was that he felt that the gun was a little cooler on his head now. It wasn't until Fisher tapped his head a little harder that he reacted with a proud smile on his face: "Don't look at this car......"

Without saying a word, Fisher picked up the dagger and shaved off the left side of his hair.

Bomingo was so frightened that he couldn't speak, and Fisher gouged his ears with his thumb, "The tone is not good, start again." ”

Bai Mingge swallowed his saliva, "This car looks a little shabby, like a big jeep, but it uses a new type of alloy, which is strong and lightweight." The tires are new isolation tires and will not puncture. The base plate is also reinforced with new alloys, resistant to anti-tank plasma mines. It uses battery energy, the driving range is super long, and it can also be charged with too much mechanical energy, charging for five minutes, and running for two hours. A Gauss machine gun on the roof of the car with manual automatic switching......"

Fisher nodded, brushing his hand over the hood of the armored jeep, a hint of heat shining from the cold touch.

It's just like your own robotic arm.

"Is the new alloy a meteorite of iron?" Fisher asked casually.

Brother Bai Ming was stunned, he hesitated for a moment, thought about it again, and thought about the hair he only had left on the right third, and finally said honestly: "Yes." ”

Fisher nodded, taking that to heart, patted the hood, "Get in the car." ”

The armored off-road vehicle, called "Insurgent", has a larger interior space than expected, with seven seats, plus a magazine for a Gauss machine gun overhead, it will not feel cramped when it is full. Fisher sat in the middle row, holding the tense Bermingo, and talking to him earnestly. Bell was in the driver's seat, and when he saw Fisher's pleasant appearance in the rearview mirror, he couldn't help but twitch. He lit the fire, put the gear, lowered the handbrake, pressed a little, and the car drove out.

"On it!"

"Left!"

"Four o'clock!"

The policemen on the ground were in a mess, and a golden figure interspersed among them, firing a bullet from time to time to suppress the other party's movements.

The captain of the ground forces was already pale, and he clearly saw that the other party was just playing with them, but he couldn't do anything. Whenever he tried to wave someone into the building, a golden flash would appear, turning and moving as he shot bullets that pressed them back into the small circle of cars.

An armed SUV smashed headlong into the railing blocking the entrance from the underground parking lot and drove in a small circle at the police. As soon as the car was shaken, the off-road vehicle flicked its tail on the ground, and the Gauss machine gun on the top fired a sweep, shooting the police car through thousands of holes, and several police officers fell.

"Get in the car, this is an off-road vehicle, it won't roll over." Fisher stepped back through the back door, and the golden light rushed into the car and closed the door.

Angela thought that she was constantly moving fast, her face showing a flush after exercise, and a little sweat wet and glued the hair on her sideburns into strips, which was extremely charming.

Bai Mingge was stunned.

Angela gasped twice and turned her head to look at Fisher: "Honey, this is the head of the Titan?" ”

Fisher nodded.

Angela's eyes when she looked at Bai Minggo were suddenly different.

Bomingo was stunned.

"Let's go!" Needless to say, Bell had already driven the car out.

Now that Chris still had to pick it up, Bell drove his car under a building, and a few minutes later rushed through the police encirclement from the other side that prevented the installation of pegboards, Chris in the passenger seat handed his sniper rifle backwards, and Angela took over the space behind the third-row chairs. Chris manipulated the machine gun above his head and fired at the police car.

"It's still a fully automatic weapon." Chris couldn't help but sigh, compared to his bolt-action sniper rifle, sometimes it is a man's romance to be able to "suddenly".

"At least shoot a lot." Bell shrugged, and the two laughed.

"What about this?" Angela leaned on the back of the second-row chair, pressed her head against Fisher's neck, and puffed at his neckline.

"Ask first, kill later." Fisher glanced casually at Bermingo.

There was a frightened expression on Bai Ming's face, his eyes rolled white, and he fainted.