Mo Fan and Potter continued on their way, and on the side of the road, less than two kilometers from the first maintenance point, they saw the wreckage of No. 48.

Sonic Wave, who finished fourth in the standings, stopped in the middle of the road, waiting for them to arrive.

The ten killers who started at the beginning didn't cause much trouble to Mo Fan and Potter, but they also dragged them back for a while.

For a top-tier team like Sonic Wave, it's long overdue to enter the maze of death, and even the first combat module has already been found.

There is only one possibility to be caught up by them here.

That's what the other party is waiting for them.

A lot of time is wasted, and at the risk of falling in the rankings, it is impossible to hand them mineral water and towels and a box of Band-Aids.

The logic in the Death Racing Contest is simple, since the other party is not bringing goodwill, then it must be the enemy.

Potter didn't overtake Sonic and stopped fifteen meters in front of their car.

"Rolf, I thought you would be waiting for me in the labyrinth of death."

Rolf looked at Potter and spoke slowly, "I'm going to take back what I said before." ”

"Which one?"

Rolf: "Before the game, I told Clayton and Valtan that you were an idiot. Actually, you're much smarter than I thought. ”

"During the preparation for the race, you kept the car in a speed type to paralyze everyone and make us think that you were the same as before, focusing on speed and avoiding combat as much as possible."

"Until the day before the race, you suddenly changed the car to a defensive type, and not only did they invalidate the trap they prepared for you, but you also wiped them all out."

Speaking of this, Rolf couldn't help but applaud: "You are so smart that it scares me, maybe in your eyes, we who have been making small movements in the shadows are the real fools." ”

Potter blushed at Rolf's words, what pretending to adjust the car to speed, and then temporarily changing to defensive, what else will be counted......

He was obviously just not good at planning, and felt that An Xin's suggestion was very reasonable, so he made adjustments to the temporary adjustment.

As soon as Rolf said it, he became a scheming old yin B.

But it's a matter of momentum, and at the moment he will never admit that he really has a bad brain, and the plans are all copied.

"Heh, you're only finding out now, don't you think it's too late?"

"So, I have to stop you here, I can't let you enter the labyrinth of death." Rolf said coldly.

"Huh?"

"Don't pretend, you're close to ten minutes behind now, and even if there is no follow-up attack, it will be difficult for you to get into the top ten."

"You knew our plan, but you still participated in the Death Rac, risking exposing yourself as a fool and a coward, just for a mid-range result?"

"You must have some means hidden that can allow you to make up for this lost time, and this means is most likely on the combat module of the Death Labyrinth!"

"So, I have to stop you before you enter the maze of death and complete your plan."

Potter was stunned, just like listening to An Xin talk about the game plan, he only felt that it made sense, and it really should be like this.

Talking trash talk, he didn't coax anyone, but when it came to playing with his brain, he deviated from the field he was good at, so he could only give Mo Fan a look and signal to you, big brother.

Mo Fan shrugged his shoulders and picked up the conversation for Potter.

"You stopped us just to tell us how stupid you finally figured out how stupid you are? Or are you ready to delay a little longer with nonsense? ”

Rolf shook his head, "Since Potter is a smart man, there is no need to get rid of him, you can sit down and have a good talk." I say all this to ask you, Potter, if you're interested in coming to Sonic as my driver. ”

Mo Fan: "Huh? What do you mean, what about me? ”

Mo Fan was overtaken by Rolf, although he was just a temporary escort, but he was also Potter's partner in this game, so why in front of him, he directly asked Potter if he wanted to change his partner.

Is this an NTR in person?

Rolf: "You, a mercenary, have where you need to go. Potter, as much as I admire you, I still have to ask you to leave the game first. ”

"To get you out of the field without killing you, mercenary, get out of the car and engage in a battle between the escorts with me. Potter, if he dies, you're going to be automatically retired. ”

Mo Fan laughed angrily, and co-authored Rolf not only planned to stage the drama that his husband was committing now, but also prepared to kill himself, the "bitter master".

Anyway, he just finished nine kills, can you give him a little respect?

Without waiting for Potter to say anything, he pulled open the door and stepped out of the car, his palms stretched out, his fingers erected, and beckoned to Rolf.

Before the game started, he was still worried about how to kill Rolf, but he didn't expect the other party to send it to the door himself.

Just like Rolf was hungry for Potter, he was hungry for Rolf.

This current wreck king has a real amount of gold, and two prosthetic bodies have been transplanted into his body, and the aura of the prosthetic body is very strong.

Aside from the inscrutable spark, Rolf was the strongest he'd ever seen right now.

Rolf also got out of the car and calmly walked towards Mo Fan.

"Before the start of the competition, I sent someone to investigate you, and I confirmed the test results of the event team, and you are really a protobody."

"If you can kill those trash fish, it means that your marksmanship is very good, and you are considered the best among the protozoars. But you have to understand that manpower can never compare to technology, and no matter how strong the technology is, it is pale and fragile in front of the prosthesis. ”

Mo Fan said noncommittally: "Then you have to try it to know." ”

"As you wish. Mercenary, this shot, I'm going to hit you in the right cheek. ”

After speaking, Rolf's right hand turned into an afterimage, so fast that he couldn't see the gun drawn, and a bullet was thrown towards Mo Fan.

Others can't see Rolf's shooting speed clearly, but as a physical cultivator, Mo Fan, who has super physical fitness and dynamic vision, is not difficult to see Rolf's movements.

The moment Rolf made his move, he tilted his head slightly to the left at the same time, just in time to dodge the bullet that came straight to the right side of his face.

Mo Fan's dodge was very small, and from a bystander's point of view, it didn't look like he dodged the bullet, but more like Rolf missed.

After the fatal empty shot, the atmosphere fell into embarrassment for a moment, and Potter, who remained in the car, did not hold back and laughed.

Although Potter held back in time and did not turn into laughter, this deliberate control only embarrassed Rolf even more.

The atmosphere became more solemn.

As if what had just happened did not exist, Rolf shouted, "Left cheek! ”

This time, he fired three shots.

Two of the shots blocked Mo Fan's path of movement, and one shot came at him in the left side of the face.

The idea is very good, but the marksmanship is limited, and the seemingly compact blockade is actually enough to dodge as long as the trajectory can be seen clearly.

Mo Fan shook lightly again, and three bullets flew by, but none of them hit.

Just as he was about to start taunting, one of the bullets hit the ground and bounced straight towards the left side of his face.

Roalte's shot surprised him a little, worthy of being the king of destruction, worthy of being a player who dared to face NTR, this hand ricochet, playing more slippery than him.

After all, he was only in the realm of strengthening his body, and he had just started to cultivate, and he still belonged to the human realm.

Dodging bullets mostly depends on prediction, and it is not possible to catch bullets purely by physical speed like the Fire Cloud Evil God.

He could only dodge as much as he could, but the bullet still hit him in the left side of his face.

Then it was bounced off by his cheek.

Roalt used a normal pistol, which could not break the defense of his skin at all.

But in Roldt's eyes, the shot was empty again.

The ejected bullet flew past Mo Fan's cheek, leaving not even a trace of scarring.

Rolf broke the defense, he was not ready to continue to show his marksmanship, he took out the troll on his waist, and wanted to give Mo Fan a good time.

But at the same time, he saw Mo Fan shake his hand, and a mechanical claw connected to a steel wire flew towards him quickly.

The mechanical claw slammed into his right arm, then clenched sharply, clamping him tightly.

Immediately after, a strong force came from the mechanical claw, dragging him and flying towards Mo Fan.