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On the busy streets, several cars shuttled between traffic. If you add a song called "Superstar" by Saliva, the classic feeling will come.

So, the heavy metal-style sounded in the carriage, accompanied by the gallop of the Hummer, the male voice "now has come the day that i take the lead and i make you follow" seemed particularly exciting and fitting, making people's adrenaline soar.

"What? This is the soundtrack in "Fast and Furious 1", which is exactly in line with our current situation, right?" Mo Qiuran shook her cell phone in her hand and said to everyone in the car who was projecting her eyes at her. She didn't feel any inappropriate at all. In terms of tone, she was blaming others for not knowing how to appreciate it. "You need artistic cells! Only in this way can you have sufficient inspiration when creating! Do you know why so many writers often go out to source materials? This is the reason. Of course, the ones that have updated twenty-one videos a year do not count!"

"Senior brother, let's not talk about the material, is it true that the eunuch who updates twenty-one videos a year is called the author, right?" Finger said.

Yuan Zhisheng chose not to listen to their words. If he didn't want to become like a psychopath, he should not try to understand their brain circuits. For example, he tried to figure out how they could still think of playing music and talking about novels and then turning to videos when they were being chased like this... It was simply outrageous!

Is this the happy world of psychopaths? Because the brain circuit is never in the main business? It’s really enviable... No, it’s really despised!

"Let our family control the roads and let them arrange a place nearby that can quickly clear the market. These people want to do something so quickly, and this is not taking us seriously at all!" said Yuan Zhisheng and Ying, who were rectifying their thoughts and put their minds on the main business.

"Yes!" Ying nodded and started to make a phone call, but the blind voice came from the phone.

"The signal is blocked." Sakura glanced at the sign showing no signal on her phone.

"Let's get out of the car and fight!" Mo Qiuran said excitedly.

As he said this, a gunshot sounded, and a white mark appeared on the glass, but it did not break.

"Unless it is necessary, you must not use the power of the Speech Spirit in front of ordinary people. I believe that the specialists should understand this." Yuan Zhisheng glanced at the white marks and said.

"So even if your car is bulletproof, is it just so beaten for nothing?" Mo Qiuran asked.

"Of course not. You can open the rainproof cloth on the third row of the back seat to see it." Yuan Zhisheng said.

Hearing this, Mo Qiuran turned around and pulled up the thick layer of sky blue rainproof cloth. Neon lights outside the car shone in. The colorful light refracted a cold luster on the weapon that had lost the metal texture exposed after the rainproof cloth.

"It's not bad! It's a bit of that!" Mo Qiuran whistled.

It was a single missile and three military shotguns, plus two precise shooting rifles and automatic rifles that Mo Qiuran could not recognize, as well as a box of grenades and various types of bullets. There were also pistols, but there was no need to mention them anymore. Anyway, Mo Qiuran didn't know him... You must know that he was just a high school student half a month ago!

What? Can you use it? You don’t need to contact whether you know the model or not! (Surely)

It is hard to imagine that they were with the arms of this size before, but it was a thanks to the Hummer that had enough space to put down arms of this size.

"Of course, our family often needs to deal with some more intense gang struggles. Sometimes, even the name of our family may not be good, or some Deadpools and others also require heavy firepower to solve the problem... What are you doing?" Yuan Zhisheng said as he suddenly saw Mo Qiuran carry the individual missile through the rearview mirror.

"It's a soul! This is a good thing!" Mo Qiuran patted the thing and said happily.

"Put that thing back, things are not that way! If we use rockets in downtown Tokyo, our wanted order will make headlines tomorrow!"

Yuan Zhisheng's face turned pale. He originally planned to use this pile of arms to scare Mo Qiuran and others. The facts prove that as a normal person, you should never expect any reaction to a mental illness!

"Ah? Can't even a wanted order be revoked with the energy of the Japanese branch in Japan? That's really a pity. I thought you could control the replacement of the Japanese emperor..." Mo Qiuran said with regret on his face.

"Senior brother, the Japanese emperor is already a complete mascot these days. Japanese cabinet ministers and prime ministers are powerful figures!" Finger reminded.

"So that's how it is!" Mo Qiuran suddenly realized and looked at Yuan Zhisheng, "So can you control replacement elections such as cabinet ministers and prime ministers? It should be OK, right?"

Yuan Zhisheng: "..."

If we can, we still need to be gangsters? Why don’t we just whitewash and then become prime ministers?

Also, when I talk about these things in a daily life, can I put the individual missile back first?

Just as she was thinking about this, the Hummer driven by Sakura let out a beast-like roar, and the feeling of pushing her back surged in an instant, and the sound of the car instantly rushed forward, avoiding the attacks of the two cars on both sides.

"There are five cars in total, with anti-peeping films. I don't know how many people are." As Ying was talking, she turned the steering wheel and directly pushed the car she caught up to the wall, and slammed the sky. With the sound of a loud collision, she said coldly, "Four cars."

"It can be sweet and vigorous! Zhishengjun, this kind of girl will regret it for the rest of her life if she misses it!" Mo Qiuran's advice came, accompanied by Finger's nodding while "It's extreme, it's extreme".

Yuan Zhisheng can only choose to be unheard. It is best not to pay attention to these damn crazy lunatics. If you ignore them, wouldn't you have to go to God!

So he pulled out the co-pilot's storage box and took out a pistol from it and fired it at a car that was approaching quickly. The glass of the car was also bulletproof, but the gun in Yuan Zhisheng's hand was also specially made, and he used armor-piercing bullets!

Yuan Zhisheng did not look back. He directly reached out and shot back. With the sound of gunfire, the two cars fired while they were moving, and all the bullets shot were concentrated at one point!

Even bulletproof glass has a limit. The glass shattered, and the last bullet hit the driver's eyebrows directly. The next second the car broke out and crashed into other places. The series of bombardment made adrenaline soar.

"Classic car war! Accurate marksmanship! I like it!" Mo Qiuran applauded, "It's time for me, open the skylight!"

At this time, fierce gunfire came. Perhaps the enemy finally realized that they were chasing not a group of ordinary people, but special commissioners of the Cassel College headquarters and those who could be arranged to protect these people. The vehicles that were easily overturned and the cars that were made after several consecutive shots had already shown this. So the windows of the cars behind opened, and several armed personnel who were wrapped in all their bodies were not exposed, and there was no bare skin on the Hummer with various guns in hand, directly turning this place into a battlefield in Syria.

There was a jingling sound from the rear window of the Hummer, and the white flowers bloomed on the glass, and then covered by the next one, like snowflakes, and in an instant it turned into a vast white area.

When a bullet can break the snowflake-like glass, life will pass by. Those people's marksmanship is not as irresistible as Yuan Zhisheng, but quantitative change causes qualitative change. It is only a matter of time when their bulletproof glass is broken!

"Do you still need to open it now?" Yuan Zhisheng was not anxious, but asked with a smile on the corner of his mouth with a slight sarcasm.

"Of course!" Mo Qiuran picked up the precision shooting rifle from the back seat, "I like to challenge the guns and bullets the most!"

"...I don't recommend this kind of behavior of dying." Yuan Zhisheng replied in a daze. He originally wanted to hear Mo Qiuran's words and then give up, but he didn't expect... This is indeed a lunatic!

Then he realized that there were many things he didn't expect.

for example--

"Then forget it, I will do it myself!" Mo Qiuran stretched out his hand and stuck it to the roof of the car.

"The skylight is also made of bulletproof glass and it is thicker. If we don't open it, you can't open it..." Yuan Zhisheng heard a crackling sound as he was speaking.

His words suddenly stopped, and he turned around to look at Mo Qiuran.

Mo Qiuran's hands are slender and slender, but they can still be seen to be strong and powerful. However, no matter how powerful it is, it will not cause such a situation. Yuan Zhisheng just saw Mo Qiuran sticking his hand to the skylight without moving, so that countless cracks spread on the skylight that he said were "solid" with his palm as the center!

When Yuan Zhisheng said that the skylight was strong, Finger and Chu Zihang moved silently towards the direction close to the car door. They both saw the smile on Mo Qiuran's face. They all knew that Mo Qiuran was generally interested in solid things... This is very interested in how "solid" the thing is!

After all, I was a fierce man who had renovated the equipment department twice after going to the ice cellar twice!

This guy is still the code name Husky!

It can be said that dismantling things is a pleasure for him!

"Well... it seems not as strong as you said." Mo Qiuran said at the skylight that had been shattered and still had a broken thread but was still short of being a foot.

Yuan Zhisheng: "!!!"

He didn't know how Mo Qiuran did it, didn't he just put his hand on it and didn't move?

Just when he was about to speak, time stopped.

In Japan, the word "stop" always seems to have some special meaning...but this time it didn't.

Everything was just that the world in Mo Qiuran's eyes was still.

Because, at this moment, his speed was already unimaginable.

This is the fastest hybrid species recognized by even Hilbert Jean-Angers, which cannot see clearly in the mixed-race world, so in contrast, in Mo Qiuran's vision, everything is stopped, and he is the only one walking alone!

The ultimate speed represents the ultimate destructive power.

What Mo Qiuran did was very simple. He just put his hand on the skylight, pressed it down, and then relaxed back, that's it.

So a terrible phenomenon occurs... called resonance.

Resonance can even easily destroy a cross-sea bridge. A mere piece of special bulletproof glass skylight is just a trivial matter!

This is because Mo Qiuran is not proficient enough in using the [Quick Silver] ability except for the hand telling movement, and other parts are in a normal state, so it took a while to find the true resonance frequency.

In short, the bulletproof glass that was connected with the broken thread completely shattered in Mo Qiuran's last vibration, but the broken glass was just still in the air and did not fall. Mo Qiuran slowly untied the seat belt, held the precise shooting rifle and stood up, broke through the skylight, looked around for a while, and said "wow" in admiration.

This is a beautiful scenery, and there is no doubt that when everything is still, like traveling in the world of photos, a wonderful feeling arises from the heart.

Only light can still faithfully enter Mo Qiuran's retina, then image and react.

So...what if it is at the same speed as light, or is faster than light, and reaches a speed that even light cannot catch up with?

What would it be like?

In the still world, Mo Qiuran thought about this scientific question for a while and finally chose to give up.

There will be opportunities in the future, but it is definitely not now.

According to legend, when the speed is faster than the speed of light, you can travel through time, and time is so scary that Mo Qiuran dares not even dare to think about it.

There are so many examples of the Speedier playing with time and then being played with by time... Whether it is true or not, at least Mo Qiuran has nothing to do now that time travels through time.

What's more, he is still far from the speed of light!

So he finally sorted out his thoughts

There will be opportunities in the future, but it is definitely not now.

According to legend, when the speed is faster than the speed of light, you can travel through time, and time is so scary that Mo Qiuran dares not even dare to think about it.

There are so many examples of the Speedier playing with time and then being played with by time... Whether it is true or not, at least Mo Qiuran has nothing to do now that time travels through time.

What's more, he is still far from the speed of light!

So he finally sorted out his thoughts

There will be opportunities in the future, but it is definitely not now.

According to legend, when the speed is faster than the speed of light, you can travel through time, and time is so scary that Mo Qiuran dares not even dare to think about it.

There are so many examples of the Speedier playing with time and then being played with by time... Whether it is true or not, at least Mo Qiuran has nothing to do now that time travels through time.

What's more, he is still far from the speed of light!

So he finally sorted out his thoughts

There will be opportunities in the future, but it is definitely not now.

According to legend, when the speed is faster than the speed of light, you can travel through time, and time is so scary that Mo Qiuran dares not even dare to think about it.

There are so many examples of the Speedier playing with time and then being played with by time... Whether it is true or not, at least Mo Qiuran has nothing to do now that time travels through time.

What's more, he is still far from the speed of light!
Chapter completed!