Favnier turned his head and took a look through the back window, and saw several small black dots approaching quickly in the sky.
"You actually use a broom as a jing car? They won't be able to pretend to be a plane." Favnier said, "You care about driving, I'll give them a warning with weapons."
Fafnier pressed the button, and a rectangular opening was slid into the roof of the Land Rover. At the same time, the seat under Fafnier's butt began to rotate and rise, and soon pushed his half body to the outside of the roof. A guard plate also rose from the roof, protecting Fafnier in it in a half ring.
He took out the guy in his hand and started to hit the broom in the sky. Kalashnikov's degree at this distance was simply a tragedy - the broom was at least one kilometer away from them, and Favnier also knew this. This guy was just firing a few shots and hearing it...
"Hey, the old guy still needs to use you..." Favnier took out a Mauser rifle, filled in five bullets, then raised his gun and started aiming...
The figures on the broom have already started to chant spells and cast spells. They have added armor-protected spells to themselves. As for the attack spells, it’s too far away.
Favnier fired a few shots, and the bullet was blocked by the magic shield. "It's still quite troublesome to have prepared wizards...... This doesn't count the magic and illusion that are unsolvable for ordinary people."
The wizards dare not get too close. They have always despised Muggle weapons - most wizards still have the concept of Muggle weapons in the age of flintlock. What’s strange is that many wizards with mixed-race origins and mixed-race will actually forget what they knew in childhood after entering the wizarding world, and even escape from the waves of the Muggle era after becoming an adult...
Although the armor spell can indeed block bullets, the shields of the spell are shattered under the kinetic energy that is far stronger than the crossbow arrow. However, the wizards have their own methods. There are already some guys - mainly the goblins in the Gringott have used the phantom to teleport further forward, using the spell to "hard obstacles" to establish many invisible obstacles, waiting for the bandits to hit them head-on.
The Goblins worked so hard and were so angry. For thousands of years, there were many people who tried to rob the Gringott, but most of them were unsuccessful. The final outcome of a few successful examples was spent the rest of their life in Azkaban Prison. In the past hundred years, even the two Dark Kings had never had the idea of Gringott. Unexpectedly, today two masked robbers have completed a hundred years of feat. Not only did they successfully rob a sum of money, but they also caused significant losses to the bank employees. For this reason, the board of directors must pay a large pension... For Goblins who regard money as life, there is no more serious crime than successfully robbing the money that originally belonged to them.
However, the Land Rover did not move forward along the road, but turned directly into the wilderness. The car that had used its demonic power was like a tank and rang in the wilderness. The two children inside forgot the fact that they were kidnapped, and instead shouted excitedly - although they may be used to riding brooms to play mobile flights, land high-speed off-road is definitely a unique flavor.
The pursuers in the sky were getting closer, and the goblins ahead also received news that they quickly moved their positions and hired people who were accustomed to catching prey in the jungle as thugs, quickly approaching Land Rover on both sides.
Shuttkehao controlled the direction with his simple hand, raised his ak with his other hand and swept it out the window. Favnier took out his heirloom from the space - the mg42 machine gun and went to the roof of the car, happily striking to both sides.
Not only was this guy hitting himself, but he also quietly cast a small spell - confusing the two naughty kids who had already produced a large amount of adrenaline due to watching modern automatic firearms to sweep them, and a voice sounded in their ears: "Gentlemen, do you want to do some small games? Come on, pick up the toys in your hand and vent your hopes to your heart's content..." In the back seat where they were sitting, the windows on both sides slid silently, and two 22 Browning machine guns appeared - this is a guy with a special change...
Two children each held a machine gun that was set up. Although they had never been exposed to this thing before, although Malfoy was not as good as Porter, and they didn't even know about machine guns, it did not prevent them from learning to pull the trigger and aiming quickly - otherwise, men were born to like playing with this kind of thing.
The machine gun quickly harvests the lives of the people and horses - this is impossible. This is a children's book, and there will be no children's murder. The bullets fired by the machine gun of 22 have been processed. The lightweight bullets are mixed with a large number of empty bullets, so that even if the bullets hit the people and horses will at most add a bloody stain on their thick fur...
Of course, the bullets fired by Fafnier and Shuttakhao were not listed here - but one of the two guys was a manic patient, and basically controlled the ak with one hand and mainly hit the sky. Fafnier's strike was also chosen. He rarely hit those men directly, but instead poured the main firepower into trees, land, and bushes. The dazzling ballistics pulled by the tracer bullet made the two children extremely excited. They did not notice how ineffective their firepower was, but instead thought that they had created such a great "kill" - a "slaughter" effect that was far more efficient and spectacular than ordinary black wizards.
Seeing that the time seemed almost right, Favnier smiled and took out a remote control from his pocket, pressed the button - the car disappeared into the sight of the pursuers with a flash of light. "Damn it! The whereabouts of the bandits were lost on the magic detector!"
Later on this day, two men walked in with two and a half-old children in a nightclub in Soho, London. The guard tried to stop the entry of half-sized children, but was knocked down by a stack of pounds... Then the two men directly pulled a few girls and pushed them to the two children, "Boys! For your cooperation, we did not cause trouble for us! This is a reward for you! Then... 'Forgeting is empty!'" Favnier took out several stacks of pounds and stuffed them directly into the arms of the little boys with black and platinum hair, and clicked a little on their foreheads, and pushed them and a group of girls into the ring-shaped private room.
"Their consumption is mine! Send them wine!" Favnier ordered the waiter, then stuffed a hundred pounds of banknotes as tips. This luxurious behavior immediately made the waiter not ask any questions and immediately went to deliver wine.
As for Favnier and Soutkhaujan, they took a group of women to another private room............