But the roar of the M2 heavy machine gun preceded the roar of the blaster pistol.

Even if both the Porsche and the armored car are in different accelerations, there are a large number of factors that affect the error in shooting-

And the machine gunner is also very cunning to hide his body behind the M2 heavy machine gun as much as possible.

"Bang bang bang!"

Lu Mingfei's eyes shone with gold, and he pulled the trigger of the blaster gun, knocking out all the metal storm bombs.

"Smack!"

The Heavy was the first to burst open, sending flying pieces of flesh and brain artifacts in the wind.

Then there was the 12.7mm Browning M2 heavy machine gun and 40mm grenade launcher mounted on the roof, which were able to tear the Porsche to shreds.

Finally, the M240 machine gun in the rear of the car, although the caliber is only 7.62mm, it is also a murder weapon that should not be underestimated.

"Wow. Is your spirit a 'holy judgment'? ”

Ange exclaimed in amazement, grasping the steering wheel in one hand, his shiny folding knife slashing into his wrist.

"What is the effect of the Holy Judgment?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"Ignore the defenses and hit the target one hundred percent. The spirit of the 'Kuaishou Henkel' just now is-! I'm teaching students in person! ”

Ange cursed the quintessence of the country, and the cigar fell from his mouth, burning a small hole in his priceless custom suit.

His lecture was interrupted by the brute impact of the armored vehicle.

This new eight-wheeled armored vehicle designed for the 21st century battlefield of the US military, the Stryker basic M1126, chose to crash into it with its own solid composite armor after the weapon system was scrapped.

Angers stepped on the accelerator, and the engine made a popping roar, pulling the Porsche 911 to 90 mph, and immediately distanced itself from the armored car.

"If it weren't for the fact that my Porsche was made in 2007 instead of 1942, I would definitely have let this little crispy car know what a real armored car is!"

Ange scolded.

"Does the 1942 Porsche have a car cover?"

Lu Ming stood up from the car with a golden sword refining his hand, and the golden light in his eyes seemed to be rolling and boiling with waves.

"Add a car cover? Plus armor! ”

Ange corrected, "The Tiger heavy tank of the Second World War era in Germany is the work of Dr. Porsche...... It's a pity that it's not for sale now. ”

"I have to say that you are very steady, but it's a pity that I don't have an RPG in the car, otherwise I can let you shoot."

Lu Mingfei stood on the back of a 100-mile-per-hour Porsche, the biting cold wind blowing on an iron tower that could not shake it.

While this act of standing on the convertible as a target is likely to repeat the mistakes of a certain American president, Lu Mingfei is not afraid.

The "Foreboding" ability of the prophecy psionic energy is being turned on, no matter how far away it is, as long as it is aimed at him or Ange's bullet discharge, Lu Mingfei can have a premonition for the first time.

After the battle at the Sacred Heart Maria Hospital, Lu Mingfei quickly confirmed and accepted the fact that he had obtained the spiritual power of the prophecy system-

The Father of Genes, Saint Lies, is a powerful prophecy psyker.

And when he used psionic energy, he could feel that his consciousness was wrapped in the soft golden light of the divine, not the eerie subspace curtain that was erratic.

The ability he used to kill the Heavy was "Misfortune" -

Lu Mingfei reversed the "fate" of the machine gunner, and the first burst that should have hit the M2 heavy machine gun hit the weakest point of his defense - a blossom in his head.

His gaze crossed the M1126 in hot pursuit, and the two white refrigerated trucks following behind him, smiling piggy motifs at the front of the truck.

But the driver's seat was empty, and neither truck had a driver.

And the loudspeaker on the front of the car reminded Lu Mingfei of bad memories.

"Drive out of town."

He said.

"Of course."

Hold your head high, maintaining a proper speed, hoisting the Stryker armored car behind it.

They don't need to run away now, they just need to find a quiet place to get rid of each other.

People on both sides of the street let out exclamations and took out their mobile phones to film the armored car chasing the luxury sports car.

It was nearly midnight in Chicago, and Angers drove all the way into Chicago's South Side.

Fuller Park, one of the most crime areas in Chicago, is the kind of place where "life is good and bullets are loaded" where shootings and robberies are commonplace.

A luxurious Porsche sports car attracts the attention of many residents who are still roaming the streets late at night, including gang members such as the motorcycle party.

This piqued their interest, and there were immediately the high-spirited boys who twisted the gas pedal and wanted to have a chase race.

The roaring armored car immediately dispelled all their thoughts.

"The executive commissioners in Chicago have arrived and are ready to converge."

Ange put down his phone and slowed down the Porsche.

It is illegal to drive and play with a mobile phone in the United States, and Ange probably doesn't care about this kind of thing.

And now they are close to the entrance to the highway in the suburbs of Chicago, this section of the road is in a state of disrepair, and naturally there is no monitoring probe.

"Those two refrigerated trucks...... I don't know if it's 'their' mass-produced Deadpool, but it's definitely not ice cream or chilled steaks. ”

"Shall we get rid of them here?"

"Hmm."

Lu Mingfei replied lightly, and then jumped down from the back of the car with a golden sword in his hand.

"Hey, hey, hey! Don't be handsome like that! ”

Ange hurriedly applied the brakes, and the cacophony of tooth-aching rubbing could be heard far away in the night, and the Porsche dragged it for a long distance before the speed dropped from 60 to 0.

And Lu Mingfei just took off his inertia after just a few rolls and stood firmly in the middle of the road.

In the distance of the road, the Stryker M1126 armored car was rushing towards him at full speed.

Although it is a light armored vehicle - but that is from the point of view of a tank fighting vehicle.

Even if it is a half-blood, in the face of this steel monster that rushes at full speed, it will be crushed to death.

But Lu Mingfei's expression was calm, he stood with his sword in his hand, the golden lava flowing in his eyes became blazing and dazzling in the dark night, and his blood seemed to be boiling.

The living spirit of the alchemical sword in his hand hissed with joy, and a gorgeous cyan light emerged, pouring down from the slender blade like a waterfall—

Subsequently, it was substantialized.

In less than a few seconds, this alchemy long sword, which was less than 6 centimeters wide, turned into a two-handed giant sword with a width of more than 20 centimeters!

The embodied cyan brilliance was like an emerald sword as a broadened blade, but it was not stereotyped.

The flowing smoothness is like the rippling blue waves of the lake in the moonlight, and it is like the stars and nebulae in the universe that are moving all the time, and the little green light floating in the air is like a flying firefly.

Unlike the lightsabers used by the Force Knights in Star Wars, it's not the embodiment of futuristic technology – it's a perfect work of art that should have been in the gallery for the world to see in its beauty.

"Is this your fighting form?"

Lu Mingfei whispered to himself, "That's good, I hope that in the future, we can better purify the aliens here for the emperor in the future...... Moon worship. ”

The greatsword has its own name, and since it recognizes itself as its master, it is up to it to fight with him for the emperor.

……

Several screeching brakes sounded, and four black Mercedes of the same model drove off the entrance of the highway, and a group of black trench coats armed with firearms rushed out of the cars.

The officers of the Executive Department who came to support rushed all the way down the highway, but when they arrived at the scene, they found the principal ...... Lighting a cigar in your mouth?

And it looks a little laid-back.

Didn't you say you needed support?

"Headmaster?"

The commissioners were a little puzzled, but soon spotted the figure not far ahead, holding a strikingly large glowing greatsword.

"That's ......"

"Lu Mingfei, that S-level freshman from our academy."

Ange said.

"That S-class...... It's that armored car! Everyone dispersed at once! ”

The Owls of the Enforcement Department were about to say something, when they soon heard a deafening roar not far ahead.

"Don't be so flustered, he should be able to handle it."

"But you still need to be prepared to save the scene if he fails."

Ange smiled and exhaled a thick smoke ring.

"Playing handsome...... Saving ......"

The corners of the mouths of the well-trained commissioners of the executive department twitched, what the hell are these words?

But they weren't given time to ponder, and the next scene made their eyes widen.

Lu Mingfei, that S-class freshman, with that beautiful giant sword in his hand, rushed towards the steel chariot that was also rushing towards him!

Damn it! Even the S-class can't collide with an armored vehicle in the flesh! The only thing we can do is to put your body in a bucket!

The Commissioners' eyelids jumped, and someone burst into their throats with a high-pitched syllable, ready to respond to the vehicle running over the S-Class corpses and charging at them.

But in the next second, Long Wen, who was halfway through his chanting, stopped abruptly.

If Lu Mingfei was still the Astarte in solid power armor, he wouldn't mind a passionate collision with this armored car and then smash the other party.

But now he doesn't have that idea.

"Peal"

Lu Mingfei's rapid charging footsteps suddenly turned, turning into an impassioned arrow step, holding the gorgeous moonlight giant sword in both hands and facing the armored vehicle that wanted to crush him in an attacking posture.

Lock arms, change steps, sword moves, and slashes.

Lu Mingfei's series of movements were completed in one go, like an elegant sword dance.

Immediately afterward, a sound as crisp as a silver bead falling on a jade plate sounded - accompanied by a terrible scream!

The entire Stryker armored car was split in two under Lu Mingfei's sword, and it was turned into two halves, and the cut surface was as smooth as a mirror, perfect and traceless.

Lu Mingfei stood still, and the corpses of the two armored vehicles did not touch him at all, but only set off a gust of wind and blew his windbreaker.