There is more than one masked man, that is, the Soul Slayer Gang, but except for this person who is keen on extreme performances, the rest of them are rushing to outflank the evil man, and for a while this place has become a stage for him alone.

The big man was as light as a swallow, and he kicked out one after another over the speeding motorcycle, sometimes on the head of others, sometimes on the shoulder of the unlucky ghost, and then took off with his strength to kick again. And every time he kicks out, one person will be seriously injured and dying or even killed instantly, and the vehicle under him will inevitably turn over on the ground, sparkling sparks.

In a short time, the streets that were not spacious were filled with the wreckage of motorcycles and people rolling and moaning all over the ground. Except for the people of the Spirit Slaying Gang, the people of other small gangs and small factions, who take this road, are basically blocked here, and they are cursed and resentful.

But intimidated by this person's strong skills, many people dare not speak out, because just now there were more than a dozen blind ones who were easily broken their necks, and the crisp sound of clicking was the most terrifying soul hooking note, which made these people shudder. Moreover, this man also has a quirk, he must go to the dead man and take a deep breath, as if that breath of death can provide him with powerful energy. And the fact is that it is indeed the best of ten. Because when he 'sucked' all these dead people, his body seemed to be stronger, and the essence in his eyes seemed to be able to condense into substance, which was weird and terrifying, and it was breathtaking.

"Who else is not convinced?" the masked man stood tall in the crowd, and the green tendons on his arms were like dragons, domineering. Seeing that no one dared to look him in the eyes, he smiled and said, "The Spirit Slayer Gang is not something you can afford to provoke, from today onwards, the Spirit Slayer Gang will officially set up a gang in Raccoon!" After saying that, Sa Yazi chased in the direction where the evil man fled.

After he left, a group of people swallowed a mouthful of saliva in unison, their faces were like ashes, they knew that another powerful gang was about to rise!"Do you still want that 500,000?" "Hehe, I don't have that life, whoever wants to send him to death will go." "I want to! We people have pinned our heads to the waistband of our trousers, what's so terrible, wealth and danger are sought!" "Yes, if you're lucky, you might be able to pick up a melon." "People die for money, birds die for food, I can't get it, hehe......"

After more than ten seconds, the rest of the people automatically divided into two groups regardless of faction, and each embarked on the path of his choice.

Driving the motorcycle he had snatched from the enemy, he maxed up the throttle, and the loud roar made his ears briefly deaf, and the glass on the windows of the houses inevitably let out a groan of pain. As for the pedestrians, poultry and animals walking on the street, they are all shocked, and they really respond to the word chicken, flying and dog jumping, and whenever the convoy passes through a mess, there will be a few blood flowers splashed from time to time.

"Bastard!" Evil Jun cursed. Through the rearview mirror, he saw that the motorcycle fleet behind him was gradually expanding. Their motorcycles usually carry two people, both armed with weapons. Some people sitting in the back seat smirked and threw out the worthless things they carried, and some even threw out their shoes, but few people dared to throw away the weapons in their hands, which was a hole card to make money and save their lives.

Although these things didn't pose much of a threat to Evil Jun, they greatly affected his mood and the speed of the car somewhat, making him a little irritable.

I have to say that there is no shortage of good drag racing players in the back, and they can often fly over the flower beds and even fly over the cars in front of them at high speeds, as agile as springbos, which is simply amazing, and some pedestrians are stunned, which also causes great pressure on the evil handsome. However, if they knew that Evil Jun was stealing a teacher at such a critical juncture, they would definitely be able to stare at them. Just think, who dares to steal this trick through the rearview mirror, madman!

Raccoons aren't big towns, but there are plenty of cars on the road, and the hard-to-find Ferrari occasionally makes an appearance as it is heading into a boxing championship. However, these cars are no match for nimble motorcycles, which are completely non-existent in traffic jams, and of course, this is not true for law-abiding citizens. Therefore, many ** elements have a soft spot for motorcycles, regardless of financial resources.

A horde of monster-like roars resounded through the sky, swiftly passing through block after block, leaving behind one sedan after another, leaving behind vast expanses of exhaust fumes and frantically dancing dust, drowning innocent citizens.

You can imagine what kind of madness this is.

A motorcycle led thirty or fifty large-displacement modified motorcycles, lined up in a long line on the road, and went on a rampage. Some car owners have increased their speeds to 200 kilometers per hour, which is the only speed in the city that makes people eat dust and suck exhaust fumes. You know, the speed limit of the urban ring road is 60, what is the concept of 40, 200 in the urban area?

However, this speed is not enough, and they are left far behind to eat up the smoke! It is not a problem for a modified motorcycle to reach a speed of 300 at all, which is equivalent to the top speed of a Ferrari! However, the evil jun and his party are swaggering through the busy streets at such a speed, what a kind of arrogance, what a kind of righteous indignation!

In broad daylight, you can see sparks spraying out of the exhaust pipes! The obscuring smoke caused countless vehicles to deviate from their route and rush into the shops on the side of the road, some of whom did not know what was happening in the cars, only to hear a loud roar passing by, and then they were buried in the smoke...... The sound of collisions, brakes, rolling vehicles, screams, yelling, ......

However, the motorcycle team has finally begun to reduce its strength. When overtaking, there are two cars caught in the middle of the overturn, the brakes are not enough to hit the car in front, fly up to a height of more than ten meters and quickly turn around N Zhou, fall to the ground and die, and be crushed into the flesh and mud, and the body is burned to death due to excessive tilt during a sharp turn......

After a few rounds, there are only ten cars left behind Evil Jun, and this is the real top elite driver! Even the perverts of the Spirit Slashing Gang have a few people damaged, which shows that it is thrilling. Generally speaking, at a speed of 300 per hour, any negligence will lead to the destruction of the car and the death of people, for a second knife like Evil Jun to last so long, except for miracles, only the word demon can describe his current madness!

"Hehe, let's see who killed the deer!" Evil Jun and the twenty people behind him silently said something similar in their hearts almost at the same time, and the stimulation of this speed made them all fall into a state of extreme excitement.

"Ho, the police are finally in action!" Evil Jun muttered in his heart. He found that the traffic police were on duty at all the street intersections he had just passed, and all vehicles were prohibited from passing at once, but he did not reduce his speed much.

The same is true of the intersection ahead, rows of vehicles are neatly parked, and a few or two police cars are flashing with a charming glow.

"Let's go!" Evil Jun narrowed his eyes and leaned as far as he could on the handlebars, ignoring the meteor-like flashes of scenery, stretching the nerves all over his body to the limit. The wind howled in his ears, raging his hair and clothes that were torn by the air current, and his eyes did not blink.

"Flash, flash!" The police and traffic police, who were setting up the barricades, were in a panic as soon as they heard the loud roar. Along the way, they have caused no less than hundreds of traffic accidents, thousands of vehicles have been involved, and according to incomplete statistics, more than 200 people have been killed (of course, half of them are ruffians), countless people have been injured, and three-quarters of the entire Raccoon City has fallen into traffic paralysis.

In the city, this kind of speed is also the only one they have seen in their lives, so it is not very easy to deal with, coupled with the traffic paralysis, basically can not count on backup, seriously injured will definitely not be able to be sent to the hospital in time, and I am afraid that I will have to queue up to send it to the hospital in time...... Who wouldn't love their own life?

The uniformed ones had barely run a few steps, and before they had reached the ideal safety zone, the bikers were already approaching. He was the first to pass through the long line of cars, and finally came to a wider intersection, leaned his body to the right so that the body was almost parallel to the ground, and then slammed his right foot on the ground, causing the motorcycle to rise off the ground and complete the turn in the air!

The moment the motorcycle landed, the body had been straightened, and the rear wheels hit the ground and instantly erupted into a black fog, and a person and a car shot out like arrows, but after all, the direction was a little off, and it rushed to the separation zone in the middle of the road. Evil Jun didn't panic, he lifted his breath again, and completed a beautiful leap.

Several other cars are also the Eight Immortals who crossed the sea to show their magical powers, but all of them played a carp jumping dragon gate. A traffic policeman looked sadly at the machines flying overhead one after another, and was so frightened that the front door was lost, and his eyes lost their sparkle.

In the end, one person messed up, and the driver slipped with one hand, causing him to lose control at the critical moment of the turn, and after falling to the ground and catching fire, he slipped directly under a car, causing the car to jump three meters high and the bottom of the car was scraped off. And that motorcycle with the rider...... Slag vs. scum!

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