Even super killers who have mastered bullet time and arc shooting are actually superior to each other.
Cross is the kind of killer who has reached the top level of mastery of bullet time and arc shooting, while Firefox is at the beginning or intermediate level at best.
Many of the bullets she fired were shot down by the cross. Those that were not shot down were the kind that did not hit the Murphy Ford GT500 Cobra at all and simply passed by.
This is why Cross dared not directly hit the accelerator, tires and other places because his son was in the hands of Fire Fox. Otherwise, Fire Fox would have died in the hands of Cross.
"Bang! Bang!"
The cross broke out the rear lights and rear window of the Firefox, Dodge Viper.
"His!"
The sound of the rear window glass shattering was so frightening that Wesley held his head and screamed!
"He's coming after him, shoot him! Kill him!"
Listening to Wesley's angry shouts, the cross in the back was so heartbroken, Fat Tiger, how long has it been since dad hit you?
Baby, daddy is very disappointed in you. If you were not my biological child, I would kill you first. Do you believe it?
"Control the steering wheel!"
Firefox ignored Wesley's screams. Under Wesley's blank gaze, he calmly smashed the front window of the car, pushed down the windshield, and climbed out.
She hooked one foot on the steering wheel and the other on the car window. She lay on the hood with her back, her legs spread wide, and a pair of slender, round and toned legs slightly clamped Wesley's head,
Both steering wheels were handed to Wesley.
Here comes the knowledge point again, Wesley’s current expression is the legendary confused look!
Firefox held an M1911 in one hand and an M16 automatic rifle in the other hand, and fired fiercely at the cross.
In the killer industry, killer skills are of course important, but high-power firearms are equally important. Both hands must be grasped, and both hands must be hard. Just like in the Internet, software and hardware are indispensable. Only by having both software and hardware can you be the strongest.
The Cross is now outgunned by Firefox.
Having chased not far behind Mindy's Cross, I heard the sound of heavy firepower accompanying the Firefox, and then there was a crackling sound from my Ford GT500 Cobra, and I beat my chest in pain.
The windshield is definitely shattered, and the decorations inside are probably pretty much damaged as well.
Damn it, my heart hurts so much!
That's my car. It's a new car that I haven't driven a few times, and it's been beaten into pieces by you like this?
Even though he now has a better old second-hand Chevrolet, it was his first car in the world after all, and it was still a sports car, which he cherished very much!
Fortunately, the modifications that Michaela planned to carry out on it were still being designed, otherwise Murphy would have died of heartache here today.
On the one hand, Wesley grabbed the steering wheel of the Dodge Viper with his right hand and avoided the car in the opposite lane.
On the one hand, Wesley grabbed the steering wheel of the Dodge Viper with his right hand to avoid the car in the opposite lane, and on the other hand, he stabilized the other steering wheel.
Well, the steering wheel feels very good and should be made of genuine leather. Just by looking at it, Wesley realized that this is definitely a super-performance sports car.
(Murphy: Where can I buy this kind of luxury sports car? I’ll pay double the price!)
Gradually, Wesley started bleeding from his nose.
"I've been too angry recently, maybe I need to ask that Doctor Mo to prescribe some medicine for me!" Wesley wiped the nosebleed with his hand: "Although the medicine he prescribed has no effect on my panic disorder, it can be used to treat my panic disorder.
It’s quite useful in dispelling anger!”
Wesley, who was driving two supercars at the same time, was inevitably a little distracted and almost hit the vehicle in front of him several times.
"Pay attention!"
"Okay! ok!" Wesley quickly gathered his thoughts and concentrated on driving the car speeding on the road.
"Shit!" Mindy, who had been concentrating on driving the Ford GT500 Cobra, suddenly cursed.
"What's wrong?" Cross asked in confusion while firing.
"My brother is catching up!" Mindy said depressedly. The reason she didn't take Murphy with her in front of the pharmacy was because she didn't want him to get involved in such a dangerous thing. She didn't expect Murphy to run over on his own.
And he was driving the Ford GT500 Cobra, which is a supercar, at the limit. How on earth did he catch up with a Chevrolet that was so dilapidated that it was almost scrapped?
This is not scientific at all!
Mindy had no idea that Murphy's hands were not on the steering wheel at all.
Murphy: You are already a mature Chevrolet, and it is almost mature, so you should learn to run it by yourself.
Bumblebee: Meow meow meow?
"Your brother? The son of Dr. Mo and his wife?" Cross Cross and Murphy's parents are very good friends. The reason why Mingdi was able to worship Cross Cross as her teacher and learn killer skills, bullet time and arc shooting from him is because of Mo Fei.
Recommendations from non-parents.
"That's right!" Mindy said through the front view mirror: "That's him on top of the shabby Chevrolet behind!"
Through the front-view mirror, Cross saw a man behind him who was beating his feet and chest, and was about to cry like a fat man weighing more than 200 kilograms. Is this the son of Dr. Mo and his wife?
Isn't he a fool?
The position of the cross and the fire fox are getting closer and closer. After all, the fire fox is too far away from the cross. There is also Mindy, a new force who is afraid of delaying too long and letting Murphy get involved, so he drives and fires at the fire fox. Even if the fire fox's fierce hands
Holding two rifles, Cross and Mindy took turns fighting each other. The short and powerful M1911 and the long, thick and powerful M16 automatic rifle were gradually exhausted.
After all, Mindy is also a super killer who has mastered bullet time and arc shooting. In a real one-on-one competition with Firefox, who can beat the other!
The two cars were performing a coquettish move in front, and Murphy was even more coquettish here. He covered his heart with a look of despair. He was mourning his cute, charming and sexy little car, and the steering wheel was completely unattended.
But the speed and movement of the car are even more impressive than those of Cross and Firefox!
The two sides were getting closer and closer, but unfortunately before the cross could smile, an accident happened.
A bunch of police cars were blocked in front, and there was a faint shadow of a heavy-duty explosion-proof vehicle.
Firefox smiled, climbed back into the car window, slapped Wesley away who was holding the steering wheel, and then performed a death drift, leading Wesley past the police blockade.
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"Get out of the car!" Firefox's words were so crisp and concise.
Wesley obeyed and got out of the car.
"Promise me that you will never let anyone else take the steering wheel, okay?" Before Firefox could speak again, Wesley suddenly held Firefox's shoulders, looked at Firefox with his eyes sincerely, and said with a very serious expression.