When the Fiat 238 was released in 1967, it finally offered a locally made van to the proud Italians that rival similar vehicles from Germany and the UK.

To save costs and reduce development cycles, the Fiat 238 is a front-wheel drive-based Autobianchi Primula platform powered by a Fiat 124 inline four-cylinder engine. For commercial vehicles in the 1960s, the suspension and brakes of the Fiat 238 are relatively simple, with drum brakes on four tires, with transverse leaf springs in front and torsion bar arrangements at the back. A variety of body styles can be built on the Fiat 238 platform, including a variety of trucks, ambulances, trucks, passenger cars, etc. The use of front-wheel drive gives the Fiat 238 a low, flat rear floor area, which is ideal for cargo and is also ideal for conversion into a camper.

During the production process, Fiat provided several engines for the 238, the first being the 1197cc petrol engine, a simple inline four-cylinder engine that produces 43 horsepower. In 1975, the larger and more powerful 1438cc engine produced 45 horsepower and more torque, but the 51 horsepower version of this engine is only used in ambulances.

Yes, that's right. It's this 51-horsepower version of the Fiat 238 ambulance.

"Patrizia Reda, reporter of "Roman Weekly." The beautiful girl in the ambulance reported to her home.

"Coco, female worker." The modern girl in the passenger seat quickly added: "I just hired by this gentleman for 5,000 lira."

"5000 lira?" Even the broken finger policeman who was lying on the ground in pain was shocked: "You can buy this car."

"Look, Mr. Police." As the modern girl stretched out her long legs in nylon suspender stockings, showing off her beautiful feet without high heels: "I'm worth it."

"Gudong!" The policeman even forgot the pain for a moment.

The modern girl showed off her proud capital in a small way, and then turned her eyes to the gorgeous girl who was wearing a double-slit tight miniskirt on the left and right, and would expose her if she took a little bigger step: "You don't look like a reporter at all."

"Ah, this street outfit is a work requirement. Look, even the patrolman thought I was a street worker and wanted to force me to take me back to the police station to detain." The female reporter plucked her fluffy wig and broke her finger and thrust her mouth: "I was still frivolous on the way, so I jumped into a carriage. I heard that their police car broke down halfway, so I stopped an ambulance. That's probably that."

"Where is another policeman?" asked the modern girl again.

"I guess I'm still repairing the car now." The answer was the broken finger policeman with a flickering look.

"We are about to reach the intersection." Wu Chen adjusted his rearview mirror and rushed to the police, "Can you still fight?"

"Of course, sir." The memory of the police before the mutation was still there. After hearing Wu Chen say this, he immediately remembered the magic horse knight who was shot and blasted by him.

"About this journey, my mission is "No one left". As you have seen with your own eyes, all the vehicles and personnel appearing on this asphalt road are closely related to you. And as long as you "pass an intersection", the previous vehicles and personnel will mutate. We need to eliminate them all. Otherwise..."

"I will become 'Frankenstein' or 'Paris werewolf' like them." The female reporter of "Roman Weekly" understood. After all, she was knowledgeable and had all kinds of incredible interview materials.

"Victor Frankenstein", also known as "Frankenstein", is a novel of the same name written by Mary Shelley, the wife of the famous British romantic poet Percy Beech Shelley. He created the form of science fiction in 1818. He is known as the mother of science fiction novels. Another metaphor for female journalists comes from a novel called "The Werewolf of Paris" written by Gale Endore in 1933.

It is indeed very suitable to describe mutated monsters.

Stop steadily in front of the zebra crossing with red lights, Wu Chen said to everyone in the car: "You can't get off the bus halfway."

"Okay, sir." Even the first aid patients lying on the ambulance stretcher stood up and responded with difficulty.

The moment the green light turned on, Wu Chen skillfully squinted the gears, loosened the clutch, stepped on the accelerator, and instantly found the critical point. The "assembly car" formed by the superimposed Fiat Nuova 500 and Fiat 238 rushed across the intersection without any lag.

"Suddenly," the road scenery changed again.

This time it was changed to a coastal highway. Wu Chen looked up and saw a white convertible car parked on the side of the road. The man and woman sitting in the front car were shaking violently.

"Police officer, please pay attention." Wu Chen saw clearly that the woman in the passenger seat who was pressed by the man in the driver's seat was fighting desperately. Fortunately, it came in time. If it was one step later, Wu Chen really couldn't imagine what would happen.

"Okay, sir." The policeman bandaged his broken fingers and took a deep breath, sat on the bench near the window holding a gun, staring at the white convertible sedan that was getting closer and closer.

"Stop, lawyer Cadilla, I'm a married woman!"

"Don't worry, Valentina. The Supreme Court is my friend and the Mafia is also my client. No one in the city dares to resist me. Even your 'incompetent' husband Giovanino dares to. I heard that you are still a virgin from the end of your honeymoon trip. Oh my God, Valentina, the beautiful Valentina. Give me your purest body. I only need to possess you for an hour, less than 30 minutes!"

"Don't do this, attorney Cadilla, I don't belong to you."

"Although your body is resisting, our hearts are getting closer. And you are trying to deceive yourself with lies to resist my charm."

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"Self-intoxicated? Haha, life is an illusion, I love you, Miss Valentina. I was completely confused and just wanted to get you right away."

"No, stop. Stop. I'm going to call someone."

Just as the man forced his hand to the skirt and was about to take a slight bow, Fiat "assembled the car" and stopped next to him.

"Take your dirty paws away from that noble lady. You hypocritical bastard." It seemed that the policeman was even more angry than Wu Chen.

The noble lady pressed under her kept screaming and beating attorney Kadilla's back so that he could get up quickly.

Suddenly facing the black muzzle, Lawyer Cadilla suddenly raised his hands. With a "swish", he tore off the hem of the lady's skirt.

"No, no, no! Officer, it's not what you think, I'm a decent gentleman..." Lawyer Cadilla looked like he was about to cry, and the police thought he was the victim.

"Madam Valentina?" Wu Chen said with a smile.

The frightened and shy lady stood up pretending to be calm and stood up: "Who are you?"

"Please get in the car. I'll take you out of here." As he said that, Wu Chen reached out and opened the door of the passenger car. The modern girl who had been sitting on the passenger car had already moved to the rear compartment.

"Okay, sir." Out of trust in the police who stopped the atrocities, the noble lady wrapped in a red scarf stepped on the thigh of lawyer Cadilla and stepped over the main driver's seat and got in one step.

"Sir, what should I do with him?" the policeman asked, pointing a gun at the head of Attorney Cadilla.

"He hasn't mutated yet, isn't he?" After saying that, Wu Chen skillfully drove the Fiat "assembly car" forward.

"This car is so strange." The lady who got on the car soon discovered the abnormality of the "assembly car".

"Is it even more strange to see us?" Coco, who got on the bus first and Patrizia Reda smiled at the lady in the rearview mirror through the rear window of the Fiat Nuova 500.
Chapter completed!