As we all know, generally speaking, decent characters are always in control of their own actions, while most villains have strong power of action.
Driven by the religious group's financial temptation and Cocoon's interests, several hybrids formed a small team and killed Chu Zihang and his party.
It is also well known that there is a law that villains always work alone, while decent people prefer righteous group fights.
Perhaps in order to continue this rule, this team of dangerous hybrids also has four people. The leader is a thin man with tattoos on his face. He has a manly beard on his face, but he can't hide it.
The obscene smell on his body.
Several people were driving a jeep. The tattooed man was sitting in the driver's seat. A bald man with a sinewy face on the left passenger seat asked him impatiently: "Hyena, how long will it take?"
"Damn it, how many times did he say it, you **** ****," the man known as the hyena uttered a series of impatient swear words, and raised his middle finger to the co-pilot: "Buffalo, you bastard"
**, how about you drive it instead?"
The man nicknamed Bison snorted and turned to look at an Indian with eyes in the back seat of the car: "Doctor, how long will it take?"
The doctor pushed his eyes and looked at the notebook on his lap: "According to the locator given by the bishop, they are not far away from us. They should be about one kilometer ahead."
The man sitting next to the doctor was wearing a suit with skulls on it, smoking a cigar, throwing the cigarette butt out of the window, and asked in a hoarse voice: "What are you going to do, hyena?"
The hyena looked at the uninhabited wilderness around him and sneered: "Just force them to stop on the highway. Believe me, Death Skull, this car has been modified and it will definitely be powerful."
Hyena was a gangster driver in South America and could be called South America's little Schumacher. It wasn't until he awakened the thin dragon blood in his body during a vendetta that he gradually began to come into contact with this dark world.
There are not many people like him. There are always times when hybrids cannot control their lower bodies. Some of them may be absorbed into the secret party like Manstein, while others will become powerful superhuman criminals and eventually die in
Under the gunpoint of the secret party.
Unfortunately, this Jeep is all the latter.
Several people had their own secrets, dreaming of getting rich overnight, and started their own happy hunting trip, but this joy only lasted until the moment they saw the target.
"Hey, Doc Boy, where is the target?" The hyena looked at the big truck in front of him impatiently: "Why haven't I seen them yet?"
"According to the positioning display, it should be right in front," the doctor stuck his head out and looked at the truck in front of him: "There is still a little distance, maybe it is blocked by the truck."
"What a hindrance, he's a bastard." The hyena cursed, accelerated from the side road and passed the truck, but immediately froze there.
"Doctor boy... I don't have any car." The hyena licked his lips, turned the steering wheel suddenly, and the car stopped on the side of the road. The hyena turned back and showed his black and yellow teeth: "Are you kidding me?"
"No, there is only one answer," the doctor looked at the truck passing by: "Those boys were driving this truck.
The hyena looked out the window and happened to see the extremely conspicuous face of the truck driver. Accompanied by music that even a few people could not understand, the truck flew past the jeep they were riding in and headed into the distance.
"That's Chu Zihang," the hyena said a Chinese name with a thick accent: "The target is up there."
Several people looked at each other, but they all felt numb. If they were driving a small car, then they could directly force the other party to stop, but facing such a behemoth, it was really difficult to operate.
The answer to the question of which car is the king of the racing field has always been uncertain. Every car manufacturer will claim that its car is the fastest.
If we expand the scope of this question to all types of vehicles and turn our attention from the racing track to ordinary roads, the answer will become extremely clear.
Every veteran driver will tell you that the super-heavy trucks are the real kings on the road. If you don’t want to become a puddle of flesh, it’s best to stay away from this king.
Now, facing the crushing force of the king, the hyena, which had been crawling around in the dark world for several years, also lost its courage. In the atmosphere of silence, it hastily uttered: "Why don't we wait until they stop before we attack?"
The four people looked at each other and nodded silently at the same time. Although these guys didn't care about the law, their minds were not damaged and they still knew the importance.
Chu Zihang glanced at the rearview mirror. For some reason, a jeep overtook him and stopped, but he didn't pay much attention to it. After all, there were always people who wanted to compete with the King of the Road.
Chu Zihang and his party drove for more than an hour, and it was almost noon. Old Tang and a few others lost interest in chatting, while Caesar and Lu Mingfei in the back row lay on chairs and fell into a deep sleep early.
Accompanied by the clear singing, Chu Zihang wore a pair of sunglasses and drove the car silently. After calculating the time in his mind, he saw the sign in front and turned towards the highway service area next to it.
Like China, the highways in the United States also have service areas. Due to the developed domestic trucking industry in the United States, special parking spaces are also set up in the highway service areas for heavy trucks to park.
Chu Zihang stopped the car steadily in the parking space, turned off the engine, and said to the two unconscious guys behind him: "We have arrived at the service area. Do you want to get out of the car and go have something to eat?"
The two people in the back row shook their heads drowsily and adjusted their instruments. Caesar handed the box in his hand to Chu Zihang, stretched his slender body, and asked: "What do you want to eat? I'll pack it for you."
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"Whatever," Chu Zihang held the suitcase: "You guys go back quickly and I'll check the vehicle."
Then he turned to look at Old Tang next to him: "Mr. Tang, do you want to go with them?"
"No," Old Tang shook his head: "After all, I am here to be a bodyguard. Lao Lu, just pack a bag for me."
Lu Mingfei responded, got out of the car with Caesar, and walked to the convenience store in the service area next to him, while Chu Zihang and Old Tang were checking the condition of the truck near the truck.
"By the way, what's in this box?" Old Tang looked at the suitcase in Chu Zihang's hand curiously: "It can't be some kind of treasure, right?"
"Dinosaur egg fossils," Chu Zihang was checking the water tank of the truck without raising his head: "It is indeed a treasure to some people."
"Is your school so trusting of you?" Old Tang was a little curious: "You can buy this thing for a lot of money, right?"
"It's not valuable, but it is very important to the scientific research work of the college." Chu Zihang straightened up and looked at Old Tang warily: "Mr. Tang, you don't know how to..."
"What are you thinking? I didn't become a bounty hunter for money," Old Tang waved his hand: "I just want to enjoy the adventure."