The motorcycle stepped on the accelerator like an arrow from the string, and the engine made a huge roar. Jin Xinian looked at the H-man who was chasing him from behind, with a smile on his face, and the plan went smoothly.
They didn't know the startup password, which made this legendary weapon a craft with a science fiction appearance. How could the industry's conscience make the buyer suffer such losses? Therefore, according to the BOSS' plan, we must first obtain the startup password from Country H.
Jin Xinian would pretend to miss the weapon to the Koreans, so that they would enter a password to verify the authenticity of the weapon, and then snatch the weapons that had been activated back. Now the H people are chasing behind, which is simply a perfect process. Apart from the inexplicable Zhang Yijun, she has almost no help this time.
Park Woo-chul was riding a police motorcycle in a suit. The speed was not slow. Just now, he could keep up with the target ahead. At night, there were crowds of people and shoulder to shoulder. Neither of these two people care about these citizens or tourists. The reason they still avoided was that if an accident occurred, it would only slow down their own speed.
Zhang Biao and the other two followed behind. Wan Yang's driving skills were quite good. He flashed left and right on the endless stream of streets, and the small bread did not lose his target.
"What should I do?" Wan Yang turned around and asked Zhang Biao, this guy had many tricks.
"First, let's see the situation." Although Zhang Biao said before that this might be a big fish, he had not contacted people and no one knew whether he was thinking right.
Wan Yang shook his head and reminded, "The main road ahead is the main road, and this car cannot be driven." He was reminding Zhang Biao that he might be lost after moving forward. He was about to step on the accelerator, but except for the sound of the engine that seemed to be about to explode the cylinder, the speed had almost no change.
"Then let's do it here and solve this Goryeo stick first." Zhang Biao knew that there was no time for him to observe, so he put on gloves and took out a large shiny wrench from the tool box on the back seat, also called tube pliers.
Wan Yang changed gear and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom. The engine made a shrill cry, and the speed seemed to be much faster.
Zhang Biao shook the wrench in his hand, "Little thing, let you know why you must wear a helmet when riding a motorcycle."
Park Woo-chul's attention was on the rider in front, and he had no idea that a burly man had already been targeted by a burly man behind him.
Xiaobiao quickly caught up with Park Woo-chul, opened the door of the rear car, and Zhang Biao, who was also wearing a ski mask, squatted in the car and shouted "Come on guys." He threw the pliers in his hand at Park Woo-chul like a meteor hammer.
Park Woo-chul turned his head in confusion when he heard the sound. He saw something that was shaking and cold and cold, and wanted people to be frightened. He subconsciously shrank his neck and then regretfully did not hide.
Facts prove that the iron-headed skills trained in the H-Nation Army did not seem to be very reliable. Park Woo-chul's brain was blank when he was hit violently. He wanted to hold on and then fainted. His consciousness finally stayed at the matter of "must wear a helmet next time."
The motorcycle of Xiangjiang police swayed left and right under his crotch, and fell into the middle of the road with a bang. The motorcycle did not stop but continued to slide on the ground to bring sparks all the way. Park Woo-chul fell to the ground like a doll, and also slid for a distance and hit the street light before stopping. I wonder if it was the face that hit the ground first.
Passers-by around exclaimed, and they all took out the phone to call the police and took photos.
The little bread was still burning its last vitality in this world and rushed towards Jin Xinian.
Jin Xinian was a little confused. Why did you fall down? Then he saw a van with the engine coming out of smoke.
There is still something I don't understand, but he can no longer react. A red taxi suddenly appeared in front of him, and the front wheel of the motorcycle hit the taxi engine compartment.
Zhang Biao squatted in the car with a screwdriver flashing with cold light, and inexplicably looked at the motorcycle rider who was rising in the air and doing various difficult rotation movements in the air. He sucked his teeth and said, "I'll do it, you won't have a powder fracture this time."
Jin Xinian subconsciously curled up her body, stretched her muscles all over her body to control her back to the ground first. This was really not easy.
With a bang, then there was a violent impact. Jin Xinian gritted her teeth and endured the severe pain on her body, controlling her body sliding on the ground. She couldn't control it. She bumped into the billboard between her legs. If it was true, he would have to join the East Factory.
"Just as long as things are there, no one." Zhang Biao said behind. The big leather bag on this man was really eye-catching.
Wan Yang continued to let the car use its residual heat, bypassed the taxi and stopped beside the target. Jin Xinian, who was about to fall apart, subconsciously wanted to pull out the gun on his body, but his arm didn't seem to be very much obedient to him.
A burly man of about 190 got out of the car and held a gray straight knife in his hand. Jin Xinian thought he was dead, but found that the other party just grabbed the strap of his backpack and cut it off, then threw the thing into the car and ran away.
The incident happened very quickly. People on the street just thought that a traffic accident had occurred and slowly surrounded him. Jin Xinian endured the severe pain on his body and got up from the ground and left quickly. Now he felt very cold. His weapon was snatched, and the weapon he had obtained with such great strength was actually snatched.
In the van, Zhang Biao looked at the huge leather bag and was a little scared. He poked the leather bag with a screwdriver twice, "Wan Yang, there is good news and bad news, which one do you want to listen to first?"
Wan Yang smiled in front of him, "Bad"
"You'd better listen first. This bag is handmade in Italy, with genuine leather, which is quite valuable."
Wan Yang looked helpless, but he couldn't tell with his mask at all, "What about that bad?"
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Zhang Biao was almost crying, "There is a bullet hole in the bag. You said there will be no radioactive material leak." This thing will kill people.
"What The Fuck" Wan Yang almost drove the car onto the sidewalk. Even if he was ignorant, he knew what was going on. Umbrella had done the corresponding training.
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At the same time, Xu Chuan was already standing on the side of the road and started watching the fun. "Leak? It doesn't matter, I will help you burn paper." Xu Chuan held the phone and wanted to scold this fool, "Who asked you to steal this thing?"
"Boss, stop kidding."
"Who is kidding you? There is a Geiger counter in my bag. You can take it out and test if there is radiation." This guy is often unreliable.
"You haven't said there is this thing."
After a while, "Hahaha, boss, it's okay, the radiation value is normal." The laughter of the survivor of the disaster came from the other side of the phone.
"Mentally" Xu Chuan hung up the phone and ignored him. In his opinion, that thing might be a fake.
Xu Chuan continued to look at the scene of the fire exchange between CTRU and the arms dealers. At this time, it was already in chaos. Not only did the inside of the blockade area, but the pedestrians and those who watched the fun were also affected.
"Notify the Fire Department"
The Chief Superintendent of CTRU, Li Yanming, was really worried this time. He got off the command car and looked worried. It seemed that he knew he was in trouble this time.
Most of the arms dealers were shot dead, but a few people succeeded in the chaos to escape.
"What the hell is going on?" Li Yanming grabbed a police officer and shouted.
The police officer who had just woken up from his dizziness answered his question while coughing, "Someone threw more than a dozen shock bombs at the scene and threw incendiary bombs at our vehicles." This series of emergencies allowed the arms dealers to escape successfully.
Xu Chuan squatted behind a large food stall. He did not want to avoid the police, but saw an acquaintance, Ada, nun from the violent church. This woman's long blonde hair that was so conspicuous in the crowd.
He watched the woman run to the second floor of the building behind him, throwing a large bag of shock bombs and incendiary bombs at the police to create chaos, and helping the arms dealers escape.
Chapter completed!