Paris is known as the "City of Fashion" and the "City of Romance". Unfortunately, today, she is only worthy of being called the Noisy City.

A broken truck suddenly rushed out of the Arc de Triomphe, dragging an extremely long car pocket behind it, the body of the car was full of bullet holes, and the original color could no longer be seen. The bumper was gone, the reversing mirror was gone, the window glass was gone, and the front wheel fender on the left was dragged to the ground, creating a dazzling spark.

Several police cars chasing side by side behind suddenly braked, and the tires rubbed against the ground and made a sharp roar. Although the door was wide, there were other vehicles on the road. Flashing against them would probably damage the Arc de Triomphe. They did not dare to take this risk. They drove past the Arc de Triomphe carefully and then accelerated again and continued to chase.

With just such delay, the police car was already thrown far away by the truck, but there were several helicopters hovering in the sky, so I was not afraid of losing the truck.

There were bursts of laughter from time to time in the truck pocket. The loudest sound was naturally Rushu. This time the twelve demons did not fight because they were sitting in the truck pocket and eating leisurely.

The food was sufficient, and Zhang Shun almost emptied the kitchen of a restaurant. There were so many things that he couldn't remember, so he had to separate the raw and cooked ones, put the raw ones in the demon card, and hold the cooked ones in the hand.

However, after seeing a large group of policemen and countless police cars surrounding the truck, he didn't care about so much. He stuffed the things in his hand into the demon sign and turned around and walked into an alley. Since it had attracted attention, it would be better to attract more attention. Anyway, the twelve demons would definitely be earth-shaking when they came out, so it would be better to use other methods to shock the earth.

I found a new car with 50% new one, loosened the handbrake, fixed the direction handle, pulled off the fuel tank cover, half of the strip of cloth was stuffed into the fuel tank, and half exposed to ignite it. I pushed the car hard towards the entrance of the alley and headed straight for the police car.

The police near the alley saw a car rushing straight towards him, shouting and dodging to the side. The car hit the police car and shook it a few times. Then there was a bomb explosion. Zhang Shun took the opportunity to take a walk, cross the street and returned to the truck, got into the cab, shouted and lie down, and then started the car and started rushing wildly.

The gunshots were so dense that they were connected together. The front and carriages were attacked indiscriminately, and the doors in the cab were almost broken. Fortunately, Zhang Shun had already folded the passenger seat of the passenger seat and blocked it next to him, otherwise he would probably be interrupted in half.

The Twelve Demon Gods were already lying in the car pocket when Zhang Shun shouted, but everyone was still shot several times. Fortunately, their bodies were different from ordinary people. After lying for a while, they heard Zhang Shun shouting again, and sat up and pulled out the bullets and started joking again.

The truck crashed into the police car in front and drove onto the main road. The police car began to chase. At least five wheels were broken, but this kind of 18-wheeled truck could still drive if it was missing five wheels.

Following Zhang Shun's instructions, Rushou used his big axe to open a hole in front of the car pocket, which could lead directly to the cab. There was still a piece of empty in the middle and no one would care. After taking the food handed over by Zhang Shun, the twelve demons sat in the car pocket and ate happily.

Zhang Shun whistled and drove around the city. He didn't know the road at all. He was just wandering around. Although he looked very clear on his face, he was in a mess at this moment.

What should I do? Now there are police cars chasing me, but it won't take long to go after the tanks. The truck is so big that if the Frenchman makes a ruthless move and comes to build a fighter, he can do it with a missile. Although his route in circles is not fixed, he always looks for the streets with beautiful buildings on both sides. The Champs-Elysees has been driven three times in order to make the French reluctant to blow him up.

But this will not work after all. The army is really over when it comes. Judging from the police's approach of being on guard, they must have regarded them as terrorists. It will take a while for the army to come sooner or later.

The only favorable condition is that it is almost dark. When it gets dark, drive the truck into the relatively dark street, get some accidents to block the police car behind, and then take the twelve demons to find a place to hide or change a car before going to save people.

Just...can you wait until dark?

There was another roadblock in front of him, and four garbage trucks were crossing the street. Zhang Shun sighed, then sat down and first hit the right direction, then hit the steering wheel to the left to the bottom. The wheels screamed, the truck turned its head and drove back and forth. The police car behind quickly hit the direction and crossed the road, but this kind of car could not stop the truck.

"Boss, please give me a clear path. Didn't you say you came to give me a guide? There are fewer and fewer ways to go. Why can't the sky get dark?" Zhang Shun shouted in his heart.

"I'm not pointing you the road, you made the matter, you can do it yourself." The boss's voice sounded, with a slight smile.

Zhang Shun was so amused that he just complained and vented. The boss was still "guesting" and naturally couldn't help him. Now he could only take one step at a time.

The worried tank did not appear, the sky became darker and the fuel tank became empty, and the demons in the back pocket shouted, but Zhang Shun was getting happier - it was raining, and although the rain was not heavy, it was easier to escape with rain, and it was more difficult to chase after it.

However, the police car behind him was always close and could not get away at all. It seemed that the French police planned to use the easiest method to catch the truck until it was exhausted and then arrested.

Zhang Shun woke up the sleeping twelve demons and asked about how to get rid of the police car behind, so as to try at least ten minutes for everyone to hide.

The demons started to discuss it all over the place, and after a while, Zhu Rong said: "I think it's better to go down two people, stop these... police cars, and then sneak back quietly. You can designate a place and go there to meet. If there are only two people, it's easier to escape."

Zhang Shun thought about it and said that this method was also good, and asked, "Which two are you going to send? It's best...uh..."

"Do you look like a human? Just say it just that. We are not humans, so you don't mind. Just go with my wife and I. You said the gathering place." Zhu Rong said indifferently.

Zhurong and Houtu, one with a golden skin and the other with a yellow skin, looked quite close to people in the night, but Houtu had two more arms, but it wasn't necessary. Zhang Shun nodded and pointed to the Eiffel Tower and said, "Did you see that tower? There is a bridge next to the tower, let's gather at the bridgehead. You... it's okay to deal with these police cars?"

"Of course there is no problem. Are you just iron carts? Isn't it just a little bit. After finishing it, my wife took me away. Maybe she would arrive at the bridgehead before you!" Zhu Rong laughed, and without waiting for Zhang Shun to say anything, he pulled Houtu and jumped down from the gap connecting the front of the car and the car pocket.

The rearview mirror was gone, and Zhang Shun could not see the back, but he heard the sound of emergency brakes and explosions coming from behind. He thought for a while, stepped on the brakes and stopped the truck, and said to Rushou: "Call Zhurong and Houtu back. Although he doesn't know what they have done, the road should be blocked in this way, and there is no need to worry about the pursuit of the troops anymore."

Rushou nodded and walked to the back, opened the door of the warehouse and shouted loudly: "Come back soon! Just close the road!"

The earth-shaking voice was better than calling. Zhu Rong and Houtu returned to the truck with an unhappy expression. Zhang Shun saw their faces and was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "What? Want to sneak around Paris? Next time, this time the noise is so big that you can't enjoy it."

Zhurong and Houtu wanted to wander around, but it didn't matter whether Paris was not Paris or not, so they tried hard to deal with the police car at once, but unexpectedly they were called back.

I thought the other ten demons would be happy and put on trouble, but I didn't expect that everyone would comfort the couple, which made Zhang Shun feel sad. However, there was something more important at the moment. He looked up at the red lights flashing in the night sky, and confirmed that three helicopters were monitoring the trucks. He turned around and asked everyone: "Can you swim? I plan to drive the car into the Seine River, and then we dive from other places, or go ashore directly, and then change the car to the tenth zone."

Everyone nodded and said yes, and Gonggong was so happy that he danced with joy.

Zhang Shun breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that the rain was getting heavier and he was about to start the truck and continue moving forward, a sudden change occurred.

A beam of silver light flew from a distance at an extremely fast speed, accurately shot into the truck's cab, passed through Zhang Shun's abdomen, and then penetrated the vehicle body, and drilled into the ground.

The demon gods were shocked. Qiang Liang pulled Zhang Shun into the cab with a hand and saw that Zhang Shun had already started to pleat hem.

Immediately afterwards, three helicopters were hit by three silver lights, and they fell from the sky in a spin. Two of them hit the building, and one fell directly on the street without exploding, but they all fell into a pile of scrap iron.

Inside the car pocket, Zhu Rong held the wound on Zhang Shun's abdomen and ordered with a serious face: "Zhu Jiuyin, Luozi, Xuanming, Qiangliang, Tianwu, Jumang, you go out to find the traces of the enemy. We will protect Zhang Shun, and we will go to the bridgehead later..."

Zhang Shun quickly raised his hand and interrupted Zhu Rong's words: "This is Artemis's light arrow. Shooting in the distance may mean to separate us. There are four left to stay in the world. We may not be able to beat us if we disperse. I'm fine and will recover in a while. Qiangliang, hold me, let's go to the nearby buildings to hide. Dijiang, you have too big goals, so be careful."

As soon as he finished speaking, a few more silver lights shot into the car's pocket. Ju Mang, the shortest, was not lucky and was shot by an arrow, but he was not injured too much. Di Jiang stood up and said, "No need to worry, sit down." After that, he jumped out of the car.
Chapter completed!