Chapter 718 Let's take a look at the brothers' artillery fighting skills
When the sound rang out, the movement was so loud that even Diamond Quico looked back. .
Smoke and dust billowed in the distance.
The huge engine roar sounded suddenly.
This surging momentum and the atmosphere of impending rain made Kuiko's face become solemn.
Two orange streams of light lit up from the smoke, and then an ultra-wide and domineering locomotive appeared, accompanied by...
"Ah ah ah! Damn it's going to kill someone. This is a fucking motorcycle, not a hover car. Can you drive slower without a seat belt!"
"Your uncle, oh, I miss my mother."
The cries of ghosts and wolves howling like pigs, brought an extremely wonderful expression to Mu Fan's face.
At the same time, the surveillance department of Dingchuan College was deathly silent.
The surveillance bureau in Zhongjing City can also hear needles being dropped quietly.
"Who the hell is this?"
The officials from the City Surveillance Bureau couldn't help but curse.
The staff under me looked at each other, but no one could answer it.
Everyone held their breath and watched the locomotive that was about to rush out of the smoke, who it was!
Showing a pair of cool orange goggles, a head of white hair proudly blown up, and a tight-fitting black leather jacket with mysterious punk-style metal decorations.
The exaggerated large gold chain is paired with a cross pendant, more than a dozen rows of golden rivets all over the body, and an elastic chain hanging from the right shoulder diagonally to the waist.
He held a blue and white pulse rifle in his left hand and raised it high.
You can tell from the slightly distorted air at the muzzle that this is a rifle that has just been fired.
At this moment, this motorcycle rider is completely a doomsday-style heavy metal rock singer.
As for the ball behind you...
Oh no, that fat man was actually wrapped tightly in a dark green full-body combat uniform. If you didn't look carefully, you might even think it was a human-shaped winter melon.
Because this fat man is also wearing a dark green helmet, the mask is open, and the whole person looks more and more rounded. At least one thing is obvious... the smoke on the street spreads very smoothly along the sides of this fat winter melon.
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What's more, what's particularly cool is that this fat man is carrying a jet black, sophisticated rocket launcher.
The dark light-absorbing paint and precise laser sight, including the entire rocket launcher's armor, are so sophisticated that they surpass the RPG used by the assassin previously.
Maybe it was because the motorcycle was driving too fast, and a lot of smoke poured directly into the fat man's mouth and eyes. The fat man couldn't let go of the rocket launcher in his hand, so he could only cry and howl miserably.
The Lonstermann Tomahawk motorcycle, its extremely sci-fi S-shaped side lights and tires up to half a meter wide, make this car extremely eye-catching.
Under the orange windshield, the man driving the motorcycle had a smile on his lips. He looked at the two people in the distance, casually threw away the rifle with his left hand, and put the index finger and thumb of his right hand into his mouth.
A sharp whistle sounded.
Then came that extremely arrogant laughter:
"Hahahaha, this is the life of a knight! The human-shaped diamond over there, it's a pity not to sell such a large piece of rough diamond. It would be great if you could maintain this shape after death. This way, I would be more handsome than when I was processing it.
I feel less guilty."
It would be a pity not to sell it...
Hearing these words, the fat man sitting in the back turned red.
Mu Fan saw that the color of the blood diamond on Kuike's body was a little richer.
"No one can get away alive after insulting Quico!"
The diamond man looked at a warning stone standing next to him, said in a bad tone, rushed over and kicked it hard.
The stone tablet broke in response, bringing out a strong gust of wind that directly hit the motorcycle with a strange aura surrounding it.
The huge heavily-equipped motorcycle swung its tail, brushing against the sparks and avoiding the fast stone monument.
The white-haired handsome man looked at the scratched paint on the car with distress, and cursed and shouted:
"Damn, that's so unfriendly, the fat guy is taking advantage of you!"
"Can you please stop calling me Fatty? Wouldn't it be nice to call me Harry?"
While complaining, the fat man handed over the rocket launcher with a reluctant face.
"Why are you two here? Run quickly! This guy can't be beaten at all!" Mu Fan shouted depressedly from behind. He had already seduced the enemy to his destination. Baimao and Fatty both
My friend who had been missing for many days came unexpectedly at this time.
This directly brought Mu Fan's ambush plan to naught, and he had to try to prevent Kuiko from attacking Harry and the others.
Only now did Mu Fan understand what it meant to be deeply hurt, that is, the feeling that the other party came to save him, but he still had to save the other party.
Bai Mao, who had a strange and coquettish smile on his face, was blocked by the goggles. Mu Fan couldn't see those sultry eyes, but he really heard Bai Mao's heroic words: "This guy now has a diamond body."
, we can’t impress you, can you?”
"Don't worry, I'll come prepared this time."
After finishing speaking, Bai Mao held the rocket launcher on his shoulder with his right hand, hugged it directly with both hands, and stood up from the Tomahawk motorcycle.
This action scared the fat man behind him and he almost ran away, then he cried miserably while hugging the motorcycle seat with tears streaming down his face.
Bai Mao ignored him, but let the speeding motorcycle twist under his crotch, and directly raised the rocket launcher in a standing position with both hands and pointed it at Kuiko.
Cursing in his mouth: "Last time, my brother almost ended up in the hands of that fat man. This time I have to find my way back! Isn't that fat man?"
"What?"
When Fatty saw Bai Mao holding the rocket launcher with both hands and turning around to talk to him, he was so frightened that his heart almost jumped out of his chest.
While crying, he shouted: "Yes, yes, yes, can you hurry up? Brother, I beg you."
The look of tears and runny noses made Bai Mao feel soft.
"Okay, I'll do it right now. I'll feel dizzy riding a motorcycle. Hey..."
As Bai Mao spoke, he jumped up and stood directly on the motorcycle with his feet together. The cold wind made his leather clothes rustle.
The fat man's eyes began to turn white when he saw this.
After finishing speaking, Bai Mao didn't forget to turn around and shouted to Mu Fan over there: "Brother, you can't always hold back, right? Come and see my newly developed artillery fighting technique."
"Stop bragging and hurry up, okay? I want to get off!" The fat man howled.
"Do it, do it, do it. Isn't it okay? Don't keep pushing me, okay? I know you can't be more civilized if you do it every day."
After muttering, he looked at Kuiko, who had turned into a giant diamond beast and charged towards him. An evil and confident light appeared in his white-haired eyes, and he suddenly jumped forward and jumped into the air.
When the fat man saw this scene, he held the driverless motorcycle with both hands, which had exceeded 200 kilometers per hour, and shouted a string of words with a vibrato in his throat: "Fuck..."
Just directly...
Fainted.
Bai Mao's entire body has already risen into the air.
He shouldered the rocket launcher with an extremely smooth posture, and looked at Kuiko who was rushing towards him with a sneer on his lips.
"Goodbye, idiot."
When Kuiko heard this sentence, his eyes shrank, but he did not get angry and lose control. Instead, he stomped on the ground instantly, turning into an afterimage and starting a disorderly change of direction!
It’s the same action he did just now to avoid the cannon fire!
Seeing this scene, Instructor Bach from the Dingchuan Monitoring Department shouted angrily: "What nonsense! Where is Instructor Tsunayoshi, hurry up and save..."
But the situation in the picture made him not finish the last word, and his expression became extremely exciting.
If you could translate Instructor Bach's expression into words, it would be