It took Tang Ji and the others two days to complete one-third of the distance. On the one hand, this was because although Beamon was powerful, its top speed was only 100 miles per hour.
In less than 1,200 kilometers, Tang Ji spent nearly 300,000 just on charging and refueling, which made him truly understand the pain of car owners.
On the other hand, it was Mr. Good Luck who confused everyone with his sudden reactions. Sometimes he would ask the driver to turn around because the wild flowers passing by the window felt that the fork he just passed was more attractive.
route.
Although Carl Wille held the title of Mr. Good Luck, Tanguy's patience was almost exhausted by this indecisive man.
Carl Wilo spent nearly 500,000 yuan on living expenses alone during this trip. He was used to a life where he didn't ask about the price when buying things, and he didn't ask about his background when picking up girls.
In the time it took Tang Ji to go to the toilet, he was able to provoke the wandering motorcycle gang for something as trivial as picking up girls. The Saint single-handedly defeated four or five of the gang members, but was unable to stop the attacks of these road riders to defend their 'dignity'.
As a last resort, it was Martin who showed off his heavy machine gun, causing these knights to stop and temporarily leave the supply depot.
But before leaving, the leader of these knights made a gesture of cutting his throat to Tang Ji and others, and everyone knew that this matter was not over yet.
The owner of the supply station quietly increased the power of his generator, so that the charging time that originally took four hours could be completed in two and a half hours. He even gave Tang Ji a 10% discount and just asked them to leave quickly.
Anyone with eyes knows that this group of Behemoth drivers is not easy to mess with, but that group of road riders is also a well-known local gang. Although the owner of the supply station has great martial arts, he does not want to be involved in such a thing.
and suffer losses.
Martin started Beamon with a vigilant look and turned on the vehicle radar.
This luxurious and high-end version of Beamon from the casino is not only equipped with a small radar, but it is also said to be equipped with a self-defense system, but they have never found it until yesterday. Mr. Good Luck was bored and rummaging around in the car and found a supporting manual.
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"What happened just now?" Tang Ji asked the saint. He was a little surprised. The saint was actually injured. Not only was his eyebrow bone broken by a punch, but he also received a liver-blasting punch. At this time, the saint was injured.
He was holding his stomach and his face turned pale.
"Karl whistled at one of their female companions, and the other party pulled out a gun. I was worried that he would be injured, so I also pulled out a gun." Saint coughed, refused Anthony's inspection, and shook his head: "I'm fine, the other party
My skills are pretty good, but I was careless."
"They put down their guns first, and I put them away as well." The Saint coughed again and looked at Mr. Good Luck helplessly: "Then a minute later, I saw Hou Karl and the woman walking into the toilet together. They
When people found out, we started fighting."
"So, is this another idea of yours?" Tang Ji sighed and looked at Carl Wille: "Aren't you going to give me an explanation?"
"Okay, it's true that I was impulsive, but I always follow my feelings. I swear, I really fell in love at first sight." Carl Wille replied with some embarrassment: "For my love, I gave her 20,000 yuan.
I thought that money already included persuading her male partner."
"When you took out the money, did she see other money?" Tang Ji felt a little tired. He didn't know how Mr. Good Luck survived before, but it seemed that after meeting him, Mr. Good Luck's good luck
It subcontracted a lot of the work it should have done to itself.
This is not the first time that Tang Ji has dealt with Carl Wilo's consequences on the road. The last time he parked the car, Carl Wilo accidentally dropped a handful of cash when he was buying something, which amounted to about four to five thousand.
God knows why he brought so much cash when he went to buy a pack of cigarettes, but the money obviously made several other customers malicious. Later, Tang Ji had to hide the corpses in the bathroom of the supermarket. I hope he wouldn't be frightened.
Get the next customer.
"No?" Carl Wilo looked at Tang Ji with an innocent face: "I was very careful when I paid, so she didn't let her see what was going on in the car."
"Where did you get the money?" Tang Ji felt like a nanny who dared not spank the child but had to ensure the child's safety.
"In the bag." Carl Wilo made a gesture of counting money. "I counted 20,000 yuan from the bag, no more, no less."
"Where's the bag?" Tang Ji reminded him again.
"FVCK!" Karl Wilo suddenly realized: "I forgot the bag on her motorcycle!"
"Bingo! Now we know why they are chasing us, because someone accidentally left one million federal coins as change in someone else's car!" Martin let out a laugh that was no less than an engine vibration.
Press the accelerator to the bottom.
Behind their car, dozens of motorcycles were caught up one after another, and behind them were several heavy-duty trucks no less big than Beamon, honking their horns and blowing out black smoke as they rushed forward.
"We have met a professional team." Anthony looked at the images on the monitor: "These people are not only eyeing our money, but also our cars."
"Does this scene look a bit familiar?" Ethan poked Surte: "Don't you want to go say hello to your colleagues?"
"Go away, don't interfere with my passing!" Surte, who was wearing a VR helmet, leaned motionless on his seat and showed no reaction to Ethan's words.
Based on Mr. Good Luck's generous assistance, Surte experienced the joy of money for the first time in his life. He was tricked by Ethan into buying a VR helmet with a certain configuration.
Ethan originally thought that superhumans like him were not interested in games. After all, the real life in Surte was exciting enough, but he apparently muttered about how much effort the game developers put into capturing the hearts of teenagers.
Surte was addicted in almost the first second. As of now, Surte has been wearing a helmet and fighting in the world of swords and magic for forty-six hours.
Due to his superhuman physical fitness, apart from going to the toilet twice, he didn't even have time to drink. If it weren't for this, the job of fighting people at the supply station just now wouldn't have been the saint's turn.
After all, in the team now, Tang Ji is ranked first in solo play, and Surte is ranked second. Except for the first person, everyone else recognizes this ranking. Anyway, they will never be able to beat the second place in this life.
"Be careful, their guns can't penetrate our armor, but if they have cannons and mines, it's hard to say." Martin speeded up again, while Tony was busy looking at the instructions and trying to activate Beamon's self-defense system.
"It says that I have to enter a six-digit password before I can open the weapon system." Tony looked at the manual and asked Tang Ji in confusion: "When we drove away from this car, someone told us the password.
Something about?"
"Come on, it's good that they didn't send us a few missiles. It's not like you haven't seen the expressions on the faces of those casino managers." Seeing that Sirte's teasing failed, Ethan took advantage of Tony's words.
"Hey, Lao Ka, you are so good, why don't you just try to figure out a number?" Ethan looked at Mr. Good Luck expectantly, like a child expecting a magician to conjure a dove from his hat.
"436609?" Carl Willer casually said a six-digit number and explained: "These are the two rooms I usually stay in at the Royal Casino and the Crow's Nest. The bathtub in Room 436 at the Royal Casino fits my back particularly well.
..."
Before Carl Wilo could finish talking, Tony finished inputting the numbers, and with a beep, Beamon's self-defense system was unlocked.
"I love you so much! Really!" Tony stretched out his thumb towards Mr. Good Luck, and then used this thumb to press the start button.
On the roof of Beamon's car, two strange-looking weapons rose up, and then each target on the screen in front of Tony was marked with a red circle, indicating that the distance was too far.
"What the hell is this?" Tony flipped through the manual, but there was only that short paragraph describing the self-defense system.
It says please pay attention to accidental injuries, and you can also use this function when encountering obstacles.
At this time, the knights following behind couldn't wait to catch their prey. They kept accelerating, closing the distance between them and Beamon, and then separated to both sides to overtake.
It wasn't until these knights were less than twenty meters away from Beamon that the screen in front of Tony marked these people as green.
Tony tentatively clicked on one of the green boxes. As Beamon shook slightly, he saw the target and the three knights around the target on the screen, as if they had suddenly hit a wall of non-existent air.
Fragmented.
"Air pressure cannon?" Shadow said in surprise, looking at the screen in surprise, and then clicked on the target marked green on the other side.
As the car body shook slightly again, the unfortunate target was instantly blown away and fell into the field outside the roadbed. It is estimated that there will be no chance to stand up again in this life.
After two shots, two rapidly increasing percentage figures appeared on both sides of the screen. Obviously, after the thing returns to 100%, it can start killing again.
"It's indeed an air cannon." Shadow confirmed, then fell into silence again and sat back down.
"Hi! Brother, I know you are a cold killer who shouldn't speak, the kind of cold man who doesn't even celebrate every time he shoots a target, but you can't treat your teammates like this!" Tony looked at the screen with interest:
"You can't start a topic and then end it like that. You have to at least tell us what it is, right?"
"This is a weapon." Shadow Yan replied concisely.
Tony was so choked by this answer that he couldn't say a word. He could only look at Tang Ji: "Boss, aren't you curious about this thing?"
Tang Ji is indeed curious. This is one of his few hobbies, and it is also a common problem among most men. They are curious about all new weapons.
Shadow looked at the others waiting for him to continue. He could only sigh and suddenly took off his sunglasses, exposing his eyes to his teammates.
Those red prosthetic eyes reminded Tang Ji of the mechanical dog he left behind.
"I used to belong to a special team of a certain company. Our mission was to obtain competitor data and samples by force after the spy trick failed." Shadow put on his sunglasses again: "Just like what we did before,
Fly over, shoot and take away the target, then fly back."
"Once we raided a weapons research institute in Military Technology just for this thing." Shadow pointed at the fully charged air cannon on the screen.
"We succeeded and failed. We got the weapon data, but everyone died except me, and I lost my eyes." Shadow seemed to be telling someone else's story: "And we gave everything we got.
Data is only exchanged for a sentence."
Ethan wanted to ask what he was talking about, but the atmosphere was here, so he held back.
"They said this thing has no market competitiveness and is worthless." Shadow once again clicked on the target that was within twenty meters, and watched them being shot away like children's toys and shrugged: "As you can see,
This thing ended up being just a wrecker on a truck."
"Oh, it's worthless." Shadow whispered in a self-deprecating tone, but no one could hear this except Tang Ji, who had unusual hearing.
Tang Ji didn't try to comfort Shadow, and he didn't need anyone to comfort him. If he was so fragile, he wouldn't have installed a prosthetic eye and carried a gun into battle again.
And he also silently crossed the name Shadow off the list of doubts in his heart. There are still two names left on this list, one is Tony and the other is Martin.
Tang Ji silently looked at Martin Sanye who was driving, and Tony who didn't hide his mood, and asked in his heart: "Who is the one staring at me? Or are you both?"
Except for Anthony, the original members of this team were all selected by the LS Road Group. After learning about the Enterprise Joint Investigation Office, Tang Ji became more and more sure that there was a hidden line within his team belonging to the investigation office, otherwise Mikkelsen would not have
Then know yourself.
This is why, until now, Tang Ji only brings people he trusts every time he goes to see Wu Qianying.
Although Tang Anran's existence is not a secret to Mikkelsen, Tang Ji faces the entire joint investigation office, which has its own will out of Mikkelsen's sight.
The chase on the road was just an interlude. After Soult temporarily quit the game and got out of the car for a spin, the group of road riders immediately learned the principle of keeping their tails between their legs.
And Soult, who saw the charm of money, also took back the bag of cash left by Mr. Good Luck.
Tang Ji believed that if the charm of the game were not greater, Surte would follow the group into their lair and play a role as a robber.
Finally, a road sign with the words "Night City" appeared on the road in front of Behemoth, indicating that they were still two hundred kilometers away from Night City.
Tang Ji, who returned to Night City again, is full of confidence in his next action because he has a strategic assistant beside him.
Even if he does nothing, just shouting cheers from the team, the mission success rate will increase by more than 50%.
Tang Ji thought happily, maybe thanks to Mr. Good Luck's influence, Alia would have found the location of the polar body warehouse by now?
No one can predict luck. If it kicks you hard enough, you will fall even if you don't fall!