Chapter 1191 (2/2)

The mask man glanced at the driver, nodded and said, “Yes, this is because he is called Killing God 85, so he cannot be retained. Sooner or later It’s a hidden danger.”

“Well, if you really decide.” The driver said: “Then let the floating machine gun fire! To avoid future troubles.”

The mask man looked at the door closer of No. 85, nodded and said, “First let out No. 30, let them try No. 85 water.”

After speaking, a short-haired woman behind the car was on the screen behind the car. It lights up a few times and the roof opens again.

This is indeed a high-tech truck.

A group of small metal balls were suddenly lifted up in a black box. After careful observation, there are six bullets hidden in each metal ball.

After the metal ball flew out of the car, under the control of the woman, it flew in the direction of No.85 like a locust.

Something seemed to have been found on runway 85, and it stopped quickly. The slight but intense friction makes the No. 85 frowned head.

In the next second, the front of 85 flashes like fireworks.

Huoguang 85 was so familiar, the guns were collected and ran into the ditch on the side of the road.

The first round of bullets struck the road before 85 o’clock, with no dead ends.

Then all the bullets in the metal ball began to rotate, pushing the second wheel onto the chamber.

At the age of 85, he fell into the ditch and escaped the disaster by relying on a keen sense of smell. He didn’t expect such a weapon to save himself, and almost shot himself.

After taking two deep breaths, No.85 smiled for the first time. Maybe this kind of battle will make No.85 feel a little fun!

“I saw you…”

A familiar word, 85 gently pressed against his eyepiece.

No.85 is covered with water, pulls the trigger, and stands up from the ditch.

Blue flames gushing out like eyes, flying around.

However, no bullets were fired, no loser was found, and the metal ball was hit and exploded.

A subtle explosion echoed on the fire, making it look particularly festive.

The woman sitting in the car looked dumbfounded at the car screen until all the small separate screens were off…

“Drive…” The black mask looked at everything on the screen , Said coldly.

The sound of the throttle instantly broke the silence of the night, and it started again.

85 gave a cold snort and caught up again.

“Brother Xiao, he is still chasing!” The driver glanced at the screen.

I saw it, and I knew he would catch up. The black mask said in a bad tone: “If he doesn’t catch up, I will really let him live. Now that he catches up, I can only blame it for breaking into the Hall of Yama!”

” What do you do… mean?” the driver asked curiously.

Take out the suspended magnetic grid. The Mask Man gave another order.

The ball completely fell off the road.

Wait quietly, approaching 85…

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