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Mo Wanrou was stunned on the spot, her ears were filled with sharp explosions, and she couldn't hear what others were saying at all.

You are arrogant and you are using me as a cannon?

It's a nice walk, why don't you just transform into a sniper cannon and shoot people in the street?

Someone who is not seriously ill would never be able to do such a thing, right?

Seeing another man in black robe jumping off the building and running away, Ren Jie laughed evilly:

"You want to mess with me? You are a bit immature. Now all the Blue Stars are walking sideways, and you want to assassinate me on horseback? Are you really tired of living?"

"Endless arsenal? Mimicry? Demonic chariot!"

The clay that had remained in the form of a sniper gun a moment ago expanded and deformed again, directly turning into a pure white rearranged motorcycle.

All the mechanical structures of the motorcycle are simulated with clay, and the front of the motorcycle even looks like a skull.

I saw Ren Jie directly straddling him, his whole body wrapped in clay, turning into a white motorcycle suit, and even his helmet was simulated!

With one kick, the motorcycle and Ren Jie's body were ignited with flames. The engine started and the cylinder exploded.

This motorcycle doesn't need to burn oil at all, Ren Jie's own firepower is the best fuel.

I saw Ren Jie turning the accelerator to the bottom, the wheels spinning at a high speed, pulling out white smoke on the ground, and rushed out with his head raised, and a long flame mark appeared on the tire track.

On the back of the leather jacket, two big characters "Justice" appeared. Ren Jie, riding a demon chariot, was racing wildly on the road, the engine burned red, and he chased the man in black robes at high speed.

Jiang Jiuli looked at this scene with a confused expression:

"Hey, I don't want to admit it, but the shrimp-headed man looked a little handsome to me just now, didn't he?"

This skill is so great. It can personify humans and turn them into weapons. It can even simulate vehicles?

In fact, how many variations there are in the endless arsenal depends entirely on whether Ren Jie's imagination is rich enough.

As long as he thinks about it, supercars and supersonic fighter jets will be just as mimicry as long as he knows the mechanical structure.

Lu Chen bit his thumbnail crazily, his eyes red:

"Damn...damn! Why are my skills not as handsome as his? Ahhh!"

Noyan's eyes were bright: "You really want to install this arm? I don't know if it's too late to cut off the arm now..."

I saw Mo Wanrou clasping her ears and saying in a loud voice: "What are you talking about? What is Ren Jie doing? I can't hear you clearly!"

Everyone:......

The man in black robe threw away his black robe as he ran and ran towards a crowded place. He kept looking back and his face turned pale.

I saw his face gradually changing and his breath disappearing, trying to blend into the crowd.

However, as soon as he took two steps, he was horrified to find that he could not move. Two red lights suddenly appeared in the shadow on the ground, looking at him coldly...

Ren Jie smiled evilly and turned the throttle to the end. Six tail nozzles poked out from the back of the demon chariot, burning and blooming.

The strong thrust caused the car's speed to continue to increase. Black hands emerged, grabbed the black-robed man's neck, pulled him to an alley, and pressed him against the wall.

Then Ren Jie, who was riding a demon chariot, crashed into an alley, tilted the front of the car, and the front wheel hit the black-robed man's chest heavily, spinning wildly.

His chest was dented by the impact on the spot, and he vomited blood. There were even sharp thorns emerging from the wheel, cutting him and dripping with blood.

In the blink of an eye, the demon chariot turned into a pure white blade, lying across the neck of the man in black robe.

Ren Jie removed his armor, revealed his face, and said with a smile:

"Can you explain me? Who asked you to kill me? Are all the people who have been observing me all your own?"

"Don't resist, I have countless ways to make your life worse than death..."

The man in black robe knew that he had no chance. At this moment, his eyes were full of madness, his face was deformed, and pustules appeared on his skin:

"Hahaha... you will know, and you will definitely die in our hands. No one we want to kill can escape!"

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