Floating in infinite space, bathed in the strong radiation from the sun, Zhou Yi felt that his whole body and mind were greatly satisfied. It was like a person who had been tired all day soaking in a hot spring, and he was indescribable to express his comfort.

If it weren't for the Dawn-type energy plate that had been showing energy overflow and kept sending warning voices, Zhou Yi might have fallen asleep.

But soon, news from Medusa interrupted his comfortable state.

"Sir, there was a bank robbery in the Manhattan neighborhood and I think you need to take a look."

"Medusa is just a robbery. Those police can solve such small things." Zhou Yi said impatiently. He didn't want to be a full-time superman, so he just took care of everything.

It’s like robbery or stealing. There is no need to participate in small matters that a policeman can solve. After all, not only wasting time, they would be jealous of others. After all, if they do this level, they will basically be ruined by the police’s job.

"Sir, the firepower of these robbers is very strong, and they hijacked a bus transporting elementary school students. The police could only surround them, and there were quite a few casualties."

Medusa continued to report, and this situation had room for them to participate.

"Tell me where they are."

"The target is heading towards the Brooklyn Bridge and is expected to be surrounded by police in five minutes and seventeen seconds."

Zhou Yi stopped talking and plunged into the atmosphere. The red fire line instantly appeared in layers of the atmosphere.

Brooklyn Bridge.

A yellow student bus was rushing around the bridge, and five or six police cars behind the bus were chasing the crazy bus ahead while playing a harsh alarm bell.

The chased bus became more and more crazy under the pursuit of the police car. No matter what was in front of him, he just bumped into him.

In the face of this desperate attitude, many vehicles paid a heavy price. Some were hit and shriveled, while even worse, they were completely overturned.

Of course, after all, it was blocked by obstacles, and the bus speed inevitably slowed down. Seeing that the bus slowed down, the police car naturally wanted to stick to it.

But once the police car is too close to the bus, one or two people always lean out from the window and sweep a shuttle bullets directly at the police car behind them.

Often at this time, a group of children would scream from the car. Obviously, this voice also clearly told these policemen that there is absolutely no shortage of hostages for this group of robbers.

After all, the police were just policemen, not special forces, nor were they robotics. Faced with this brutal firepower, these police cars wisely retreated outside the safety line. The bus continued to rush around until the center of the Brooklyn Bridge before stopping its crazy charge.

"Bar, what's going on?" The guy with a masked face held a M4A1 and shouted at the steering wheel. While roaring, he was also pouring bullets crazy behind the bus.

Next to him was a strong man with an equally covered face, holding an AK74 in his hand and was still spraying sparks. Just two people, with the guys in his hand, beat the group of policemen behind him to not even lift their heads. I have to say that the firepower of these two guys is really strong.

Listening to the roar behind, a thin guy with an equally covered face slapped the steering wheel, dragged out an automatic rifle from his side, and shot it directly into the front. At the same time, he did not forget to roar and responded.

"Damn policeman, boss, they blocked the road ahead and the bus couldn't rush through."

Seeing that the blockage in front had been successful, the police car behind also stopped, and for a moment, the two sides formed a stalemate.

This state is not something that the robbers like. The robber, who was called the boss, walked to the front with a gun and saw more than a dozen police cars in front of the bus, and there were many roadblocks in front of the police car. Obviously, it was not something that could be solved by rushing over.

"Andrew, look at the policeman behind. Barr, stare at these little ghosts." The boss of the robber turned around impatiently, pulled a middle-aged female driver with a pale face and covered her bleeding wound and walked to the bus door and shouted outside.

"Idiot police, listen to me. I will limit you to five minutes and make a way out for me. Otherwise, I will start killing hostages, and this guy will be the first one. Then every minute, I will kill a little ghost. There are more than twenty little ghosts here, so you can figure it out for me."

There was a commotion on the police side, and after a while, a tough middle-aged policeman responded with a horn on his face.

"Listen to the robbers on the other side, I am Chief Stacey of the New York Police Department. You are surrounded by us and there is no way out for you. The Quick Response Force has also set out here. I order you to surrender immediately, otherwise..."

Before he could finish his words, a shuttle of bullets swept over. Director Stacy fell down on the spot and avoided the flying stray bullets.

When the gunfire stopped, a policeman touched him and asked, "Director, what should we do now?"

Director Stacy said, I also want to know what to do. Hacking more than 20 children is not a trivial matter in New York, otherwise he wouldn't have come here so quickly. But there is really no good solution to this situation now.

So he could only ask: "What do you say from the emergency team?"

"The other party is very smart. Our sniper said that he was not sure to kill the robbers directly. According to judgment, these three guys should have come from the army."

"So, what I hate the most is the guy who is more professional than the police." Stacey cursed and could only continue to arrange for his subordinates to block the enemy to see if there is any possibility of forcing the robbers to surrender.

But it’s a pity that this kind of thing can only be thought about. Generally speaking, I am willing to be a profession like a robber who doesn’t want his life. Who would want to surrender at this time?

After waiting for a while, I saw that the police had no idea of ​​making way out. The boss of the robber asked again: "Bad policemen, what do you want? There are two minutes left, this guy will be dead."

Hearing this, Director Stacy's sweat fell. He knew in his heart that these robbers seemed to have to resist to the end and didn't want to surrender. Moreover, as an old policeman, he also knew that he could no longer control the situation. Once he started shooting the hostages, things might be even bigger.

So he could only calm the robbers' emotions.

"Hey! Man, it's not easy to clear a path now, give me some more time."

Hearing this, the robber subconsciously glanced around, and his experience immediately made him discover the sniper lying on the bridge. In an instant, anger surged into his heart.

"Damn it, you're delaying time!" The boss of the robber raised his gun and swept it at the police.

"Don't fire, don't fire!" Director Stacy, who was hiding behind the car, shouted. The consequences of accidentally hurting the hostages in this situation are simply unimaginable.

Stacey's orders were heard only by a small number of people around him, but this small number did not include the sniper.

As snipers of the fast reaction force, they have such authority to independently judge whether to shoot when faced with choices, and of course the result is also conceited. At this time, the snipers who were squatting on the bridge chose to shoot at this time.

His shooting skills are very good, but the sixth sense of the robber boss who has been hiding on the battlefield for many years saved him. He subconsciously dodged to the left, and the bullets of the sniper rifle brushed his shoulders, but did not kill him. Only the hostages in his hand broke away from his control and ran towards the police.

And this situation exacerbates the bad forms on the field.

The police were concerned about the safety of the hostages, but the robbers did not care about this. These vicious guys began to shoot indiscriminately. Whether it was the escaped hostages or the police were their targets.

The bullet always runs faster than the human being. The unfortunate hostage was shot through the thigh by a stray bullet and fell to the ground. She was still a long way from the police. In this case, the police could not provide rescue at all. She would soon die of excessive bleeding.

The angry leader soon noticed the poor guy. Of course, he had no compassion in his heart, but instead moved the gun to the falling hostage.

"No, no, please, let me go..." The hostages on the ground noticed the robber's actions and begged in tears.

But the robber just pulled the trigger coldly. The gunshot sounded, and Director Stacy closed his eyes unbearably. But a sudden air pressure and strong wind made him open his eyes again.

"God, what is this?" Director Stacey opened her eyes and found that things did not progress as he imagined, but even changed unpredictably. Faced with this situation, he couldn't help but mutter to himself.

At this time, in the middle of the confrontation between the two sides, a translucent twisted light cover surrounded the hostages on the ground, and the bullets were suspended at the edge of the light cover, as if they were still. Above the light cover, a guy with black armor was floating in the air with his arms in his arms and slowly landing down.

"What the hell is this?" The bosses on both sides had such questions.

Of course, this thing called a ghost is Zhou Yi wearing a Dawn-like shape in nano armor.

Zhou Yi landed on the ground, and the medical scanning device equipped with the nano armor scanned the hostages on the ground, and then Medusa gave the best advice.

"Sir, this lady has a penetrating wound on her arm, a ruptured artery in her left leg, and a shrapnel residue. It is recommended to send it to the rescue office immediately."

After hearing Medusa's suggestion, Zhou Yi picked up the stunned hostage on the ground and walked directly towards the police. All the ones who used to leave, not fly or run, were to take care of the police's emotions. He wanted to use this method to show that he had no malice towards them, so as not to get excited to catch him.

Obviously, Zhou Yi's actions were recognized by the police.

"Don't open the fire, let him come!" Stacey ordered loudly. This time everyone heard it clearly and cooperated to lower the gun.

When Zhou Yi walked into the middle of the police car with the hostages, Director Stacy had already surrounded him with several policemen. At his signal, the police took the injured hostages and sent them to the ambulance behind him.

Director Stacy said to Zhou Yi: "Who are you?" Obviously, he asked a lot of people's thoughts, and the police around him quietly moved up.

"Director Stacey, it doesn't matter who I am. You can think of me as a kind-hearted knight who implements the spirit of chivalry and is just passing by. I think in this case, you need my help."

Zhou Yi said straight to the point. And this direct method is obviously unacceptable to the director.

"I won't ask for help from a guy who doesn't even dare to show his face."

"Then the situation will only get worse, sir. Since you have no choice but to give it to me. I will save these children." After saying this, Zhou Yi turned around and walked towards the bus.

Seeing Zhou Yi, who seemed to be a future soldier, walked out of the police car square, a policeman with considerable qualifications asked: "Director, what should we do?"

"Damn it, order it. Pay attention to the safety of the hostages. No shooting is allowed without my orders. Now we can only rely on this guy."

Seeing Zhou Yi coming step by step, the robber boss couldn't help swallowing and shouted: "Stop it, strange guy."

Zhou Yi naturally wouldn't listen to him and was still approaching step by step. This slow method seemed to put a lot of pressure on the robbers. In order to relieve this pressure, they pulled the trigger on Zhou Yi.

The firepower of the three automatic rifles intertwined and swept to Zhou Yi. But they did not get the result they wanted. Scattered sparks splashed everywhere, and what could be seen with the naked eye was that the bullet was bounced away or simply turned into a deformed metal and fell to the ground.

The armor on Zhou Yi's body was still new, and there were almost no obvious bullet marks. The impact force of the bullet did not affect Zhou Yi's speed at all, and he was still moving forward at a constant speed.

"Damn it, what kind of monster is this?" Seeing Zhou Yi approaching his safe sight line step by step, the robber's boss's eyelids trembled, and he asked such a question.

The other two robbers around him were also a little panicked. While firing in sweat, they asked loudly: "Boss, what should I do? The bullet can't penetrate this guy."

"Bar, hold him. Andrew, follow me to the back to get the guy." The boss of the robber threw the guy in his hand to Barr and touched the back with another guy.

Barr looked at Zhou Yi who was approaching and roared and pulled the trigger.

At this time, Zhou Yi was not an exaggeration to say that he was walking in the rain of bullets. He looked at the robbers at the door and sought the opportunity to attack.

The reason why we did not use supersonic speed to deal with this group of robbers is, on the one hand, to retain our strength, after all, there are also S.H.E.L.D. and Hydra who have attempts to all superpowers. On the other hand, it is because we are afraid of accidental injury.

Once the supersonic runs, the sound barrier generated will be like throwing a grenade on the flat ground, not to mention strong wind pressure. If you do this, you may not be sure how many children will have to spend a while in the hospital. So at this point, Zhou Yi was very curious about how Kuaiyin moved supersonicly. Is it because he had special running skills?

Zhou Yi continued to express his thoughts and soon approached less than two hundred feet from the bus. At this time, the boss of the robber poked out from the back door of the car. He was holding an RPG in his hand.

"Monster, go to die!" screamed wildly, and the boss of the robber pulled the trigger. The 40MM rocket shot out strong smoke, and flew straight towards Zhou Yi with his deadly tail flame.

Facing the rocket, Zhou Yi stretched out his hand. Then he saw that the rocket was accurately held in his hand. Then the fire swelled, the explosion was deafening, and the stormy airflow rolled up countless gravels, and even the bus began to shake slightly. Obviously, the rocket being held must have exploded.

Seeing such a scene, the robbers couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and lowered their guns. The police also grew their mouths, and some people began to draw crosses on their chests. When they thought, Zhou Yi was probably blown to pieces.
Chapter completed!