A few minutes later, the restaurateur served two large plates of burritos.

This kind of burrito is called taco, a crust made of cornmeal, with onions, tomatoes, coriander, shredded kale, minced meat, and chili sauce.

The size was just one bite, Lu Mingfei tasted one, and nodded with satisfaction.

Much better than Kassel's elbow tossed with sauerkraut.

"How much?"

He asked.

"No money."

The boss waved his hand again and again.

"Okay."

Lu Mingfei was too lazy to be polite, and took the plate directly.

"Can I come with you?"

The young woman tugged at his sleeve, a slight shyness full of adoration and anticipation.

"Nope. Become a warrior. ”

Lu Mingfei pulled his sleeves and walked out the door.

After getting into the car, he handed the plate to Chu Zihang.

"You may not have noticed that you are actually very feminine."

Chu Zihang picked up a taco and said.

He had just watched the whole thing in the car.

"That's none of my business."

Lu Mingfei said expressionlessly.

Mortals may become strong because of love, but Space Marines can only become weak because of it.

Just look at Cayan, the famous traitor of the Thousand Sons is entangled with his female dark spirits, and this depraved and decadent emotion has transformed him from a wise and powerful warrior into the protagonist of a third-rate literary film.

Looking at all his actions since his betrayal, it's hard not to suspect that his brain was burned out by the psionic energy of the alien desecration.

Lu Mingfei had fought with Kayan once, and from the other party's swordsmanship, he felt a confused, weak and self-tormented soul.

That made him very angry, because he was only six hundred years old at the time, and he only longed for a really strong opponent.

However, Cayan had no intention of fighting him to the death, so he snatched a holy relic that had been excavated and left.

According to the judgment of the think tank, that holy relic involves the soul realm, and it is probably that Kayan wants to try to resurrect his dark spirit girlfriend again.

Even if the deceased himself is unwilling.

Chu Zihang kept his mouth shut, he had never been in love himself, and it was a bit self-conscious to talk about this topic.

Volvo moves on.

On the streets of a foreign country, driving a car and enjoying food at the same time is also a beautiful experience for Lu Mingfei.

Especially, when the enemy himself comes to the door for you to kill.

As we passed a street intersection, gunshots rang out one after another.

Hundreds of bullets were fired from the adjacent alleys and houses, and in an instant, the Volvo was turned into a hornet's nest.

After sending several waves of heads, the gang members finally learned to ambush.

Although this can lead to bounty attribution issues, it's better than not getting a penny at all.

As long as the bounty target is dead, they will be able to fire again.

It took two minutes of shooting at the Volvo before the gangsters slowly stopped shooting.

At this time, there was no intact iron sheet in the carriage.

With such firepower, even if a bronze statue is placed inside, it must be beaten into a sieve.

However, the gang members did not dare to let their guard down.

After all, the records of these people are too terrifying.

"You go check it out."

One of the leaders lifted his chin at his least favorite men.

The man ducked back, apparently not thinking much about going.

"Hurry up, or I'll kill you first."

The boss threatens with a pistol.

His men had no choice but to walk towards Volvo with trepidation.

He was holding an imitation AK47 and was ready to shoot at any moment.

But until he got to the side of the car, there was no movement in the car.

His men were about to probe when a bullet stopped him.

Because he had no head to poke out.

Lu Mingfei straightened up, nodded to Chu Zihang, who was protected by him, and then kicked the car door and walked out.

The gunfire rang out again, and much more violently than before, as real fire joined the.

Lu Mingfei was holding a very misshapen-looking rifle, which looked very similar to the M4A1, but it had a full ten magazines hanging under the barrel.

Sponsored by an unnamed researcher in the Equipment Department, it was the product of an alcoholic experience.

Because there is almost no actual combat value, it is put in the warehouse to eat ash after it is manufactured.

However, seeing Lu Mingfei's size, he felt that maybe there was a chance to fight, so he turned out of the warehouse again.

This is a private gift, and the researcher only has one condition, and he must use it at least once in the mission, even if it is used to fight mice.

And now is a good time to deliver on that promise.

The gun just looks like the M4A1, which is essentially a hand-built Seiko firearm from the Armament Department, with a terrifying rate of 1,200 rounds per minute.

Coupled with Lu Ming's inaccurate marksmanship and almost recoilless physique, he alone suppressed the enemy on the left.

On the other side, Chu Zihang was not idle, the carbine in his hand was shooting at the enemy on the right, resisting the pressure from behind for Lu Mingfei.

One, two, three, bullets slowly piled up under Lu Mingfei's feet.

The number of gang members is rapidly decreasing, and there are dead bodies lying on the ground in every alley and every house.

And Lu Mingfei still stands, and even the expression on his face has not changed, as if he is not fighting with dozens of gangsters, but listening to Professor Manstein's nagging at the Kassel Academy.

He was certainly not unscathed, he was already bruised under his skin and his ribs aching.

Most crucially, his helmet was punched a hole by a hardened steel core bullet.

However, the bullet did not penetrate the alloy, it was embedded in it.

The huge momentum made Lu Mingfei dizzy for a moment, but that's all.

The morale of the gang members gradually collapses, and they are like the paupers in the game, fighting bosses with invisible health bars.

And their teammates are dying one after another, and the next one is likely to be themselves.

Moreover, they have no chance of resurrection.

When one person turns and runs away, it's like dominoes, and all the gang members start to run away.

To fight for the narrow passage, they even shot at each other.

Maybe the next bullet can hit the steel core bullet and then explode Lu Mingfei's head.

But no one wants to try this opportunity for others, they just want to run for their lives now, escape from this hopeless battlefield.

Lu Mingfei switched the M4A1PLUS to a triple burst mode, firing at the fleeing enemies.

Soon, the ambushers were all wiped out,

He stopped shooting and shouted towards the houses on either side.

"Come out!"

A few minutes later, people walked out of some houses, while others remained silent.

The men who came out looked at him with a wince, not knowing what he was going to do.

They are just Juarez people at the bottom, and whoever comes can bully them, as long as they have violence.

Now all the gang members who flaunted their might have been killed, and these two young men were the most violent.

"I have a five-thousand-dollar question."

Lu Mingfei took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket.