No matter how hard the vehicle Colin was riding was bombed, it could not be destroyed, causing Johnny to go into a rage.
We must find something larger, something large enough to completely kill Colin to ashes.
More than two hundred meters in the air.
The raindrops were howling along with the strong wind. Johnny revved the vehicle's engine to its highest power. The bearings connected to the tires were burned to scarlet iron, and the entire vehicle was spewing thick smoke.
That speed.
Beyond common sense, it was launched like a cannonball, directly smashing the shell of the building, and literally flew up, speeding through the sky in a parabola with an indistinguishable arc.
Colin no longer hesitated. Continuing to consume was not the way to go. He had to get into Johnny's car and tear him alive.
The eight lancets were like extractors and instantly squeezed Colin into a mummy. The visions suggested by the devil continuously replenished the blood. The fuel in the cylinder was boiling violently. Colin only needed a moment of push to make himself strong enough.
Catch up with Johnny.
The steel of the entire cylinder is turning into lava.
I saw four L-shaped flying fin exhaust pipes exploded directly, erupting with an exaggerated amount of plasma that could even fill a swimming pool, splashing the entire floor red, at this moment.
boom!
Colin's car also flew out violently, chasing Johnny who flew out.
The night sky in Hollywood was filled with rolling black clouds and heavy rain. Two cars streaked across the sky and kept falling, but they were stranded at a certain height due to their exaggerated high-speed explosive force.
Colin pulled out the eight blood collection tubes connected to his body. The network of veins and veins covering the entire car suddenly shrank, and the entire car suddenly turned into scrap metal.
Click...
Colin directly removed the sunroof, and stood on the roof of the car against the unparalleled inertia. The airflow generated by the rapid piercing the air collided with the oncoming wind, causing his hair to fly around and all the rainwater to splash.
Hitting the body at such high speed, those raindrops turned into knives, and every drop hit was extremely painful.
The scene now was quite dreamy. He was standing on the roof of the car, with the bright neon city of Hollywood passing by.
Johnny's car was "flying" more than ninety meters ahead, but under such huge thrust and inertia, it was difficult to stand, let alone jump.
Colin's eyes became extremely fierce, and time...accelerated his own time, making those impossible movements and muscle strength that even his bones could not bear accelerate and explode in an instant.
His heart was also like an engine. The blood pump immediately began to overload, providing Colin with endless energy and blood. He concentrated all the power from different dimensions on his legs.
boom!
As soon as he jumped, his leg bones exploded instantly, and his tibia split into several pieces like broken bamboo. A bone spur even protruded from the skin, and blood spurted out.
And this jumping power, which exceeded the limit of the physical body, completely crushed his car and jumped directly behind Johnny's car.
It's a pity that there is still a little distance to go.
Click!
Colin's hand grabbed the exhaust pipe of the car, and the high temperature of the steel instantly melted the flesh and blood in his palm into mud, exposing the dense white bones inside, and even the bones were burned to coke.
But Colin didn't even frown.
He turned his other hand into a bone claw and pierced it into the car body. He also did the same with the hand that released the exhaust pipe, and then flipped over to the top of Johnny's car.
Johnny's roar came from the car seat.
"Fucking psychopath!"
"What kind of monster are you?"
Even Johnny was stunned.
Click, click, click...
Colin turned his arm into an enamel bone knife and slashed at the iron sheet on the roof of the car. The clanging sound of gold and iron could be heard endlessly, and the white storm burst out with brilliant sparks.
But it's useless at all, it just adds messy scratches. With the blessing of Johnny Chariot's vision, these metal textures are extremely hard.
Use blood as water and bones as sand.
Painful red slurry surged, pouring down with a pressure of tens of megapascals, and the violent cutting sound of the lathe in the production workshop came. Amidst the extreme pain of Colin's blood and bone sand being consumed, a cut was cut out.
Colin no longer wasted his strength, and inserted his bloody fingers into the opening. With fierce force, he ripped open the entire roof of the car, and threw the torn-out iron pieces two hundred meters into the air.
He attacked directly, and his five fingers clicked and turned into bloodletting knives, scratching at Johnny like crazy. On his head, torso, and limbs, the wet and open flesh was splashed with blood.
Johnny turned a deaf ear to the pain.
"Uuhahaha!"
Johnny let out a sharp and strange laugh, and those wounds were restored by his vision. Even if it was not a hint from the devil, as long as he had strong power, the injuries could be restored in an instant.
Just like all the gangsters, Johnny brought a switchblade, took it out of his pocket, pressed it, and the cold blade popped out, and despite Colin's abuse, he also cut him randomly.
, blood flowed like a pillar.
But in such a close combat, Johnny was completely at a disadvantage. He now looked exactly like a plasma villain, extremely ferocious, just when he was trying to pick up the gun underneath him.
Click!
There was a flash of blood.
Cut off Johnny's arm directly.
Colin was about to win completely.
At this time, the sound of the helicopter propeller engine could be faintly heard in the ears, because Liszt had already informed the guards here to be on the highest alert. They had already discovered these two crazy cars and had been following them.
The pilot in the helicopter was horrified when he saw this ridiculous scene. Because there were two people, he didn't know whether to fire or not.
"Agent Colin!"
"Luck is on my side!"
"This is fate! Destiny lets me destroy arsonists like you!"
The bloody Johnny shook his tongue and saliva, and thin white lines began to shoot out from the broken wound on his arm. It was a white sticky pipe no more than the thickness of a finger, extending hundreds of meters away and sticking directly to it.
On the armed helicopter.
So fast.
Colin had no time to react and was about to cut him off with a bloody knife.
boom……
The white pipe network spread wildly, and the helicopter burst into flames, burning its pilot to ashes. He took control of the helicopter.
Everything is just a matter of lightning.
The missile carried by the Apache helicopter had hit Colin in the abdomen, and he and his men were rushed out of the vehicle.
Johnny's entire body disappeared and melted, and he followed the pipe into the helicopter cockpit in an extremely strange way.
at the same time.
boom!
The missile exploded, accompanied by violent fire, and directly exploded Colin into a ball of blood mist.
But the blood condensed instantly.
Then he fell straight down from a height of 200 meters and hit the ground hard. The asphalt road cracked like a spider web, leaving a big hole and turned into a pool of bloody mud.
And at this time.
The flexibility and speed of the helicopter have been greatly improved. The cannon carried by the Apache, the M230 30mm chain gun, has a maximum range of 1 km and can hold 1,200 rounds of ammunition at a time. It is particularly special.
The advantage is that you can adjust the number of bullets fired at one time, and Johnny makes the ammunition infinite, and the cannon is burning with white fireworks.
Him now.
Just like a demon.
Really start to the ground.
Carpet style indiscriminate bombardment.
"A million points! A million points!"
"All lgbt AIDS sissies should go to hell!"
Johnny was completely excited, and the stamina of the nearly 200 milliliters of hallucinogen that had been empty came back, causing him to unconsciously open his mouth, his tongue secreting saliva, and he began to laugh evilly.
Pound pound pound…
The entire city was reduced to a purgatory. Movie studios, news media studios, and even the Avenue of Stars were not spared. They were all bombed to pieces, burned with huge fires, countless buildings exploded, and all streets sounded the sound of air raids.
alarm.
Compared to here.
Even the operations of the Dickson Stormtroopers in the Santa Maria District were just a small incident. Johnny was an army by himself.
At this time, Lister and others also rushed to downtown Hollywood, watching the Apache helicopters hovering in the sky, inflicting abuse on the entire city.
Is this number 36 in the combat catalog?
Liszt didn't know what to do. Let alone the S-class infected, even if the ace agent came... he didn't know whether he could defeat them.
There are more than thirty lunatics like this in the SCT, not to mention those top cadres, as well as the deputy chairmen and chiefs of the summit.
He was already a little desperate. No matter how many strategies he tried, it was useless. This was a crushing attack on pure strength.
