I give the world destruction and new life

Chapter 151
It took Tang Ji and the others two days to complete one-third of the journey. On the one hand, it was because although Beamon was powerful, his top speed was only one hundred miles per hour.

Tang Ji spent nearly 1000 yuan on charging and refueling for a distance of less than 30 to [-] kilometers, which made him feel the pain of car owners.

On the other hand, it is because of Mr. Luck, whose sudden reaction makes everyone dizzy. Sometimes he will ask the driver to turn around because the wild flowers passing by the window are more attractive than the fork just passing by. route.

Although Carl Weller holds the title of Mr. Lucky, Tang Ji's patience is almost exhausted by this indecisive man.

This journey alone cost Karl Weller almost 50 yuan in living expenses. He is used to the life of buying things without asking the price, and picking up girls without asking about their background.

As long as Tang Ji went to the bathroom, he could provoke the loitering motorcycle gang because of such crap as picking up girls. The saint single-handedly defeated four or five of the other party, but failed to stop the attacks of these road riders defending their 'dignity'.

As a last resort, it was Martin who showed his heavy machine gun, which made the knights calm down and temporarily left the supply station.

But before leaving, the leader of these knights made a throat-cut gesture to Tang Ji and the others, and everyone knew that this matter was not over.

The boss of the supply station quietly increased the power of his generator, so that the charging time that originally took four hours to complete was completed in two and a half hours. He also gave Tang Ji a [-]% discount, just asking them to leave quickly.

Anyone with eyes knows that this group of people who drive Beamon are not easy to mess with, but that group of road riders is also a well-known local gang. and suffer losses.

Martin started Beamon with a vigilant expression, and turned on the car radar.

This luxury high-end version Beamon from Las Vegas is not only equipped with a small radar, but it is also said to be equipped with a self-defense system, but they have not found it until Mr. Lucky rummaged around in the car yesterday and found a matching manual .

"What happened just now?" Tang Ji asked the saint. He was a little surprised that the saint was also injured a little bit. Clutching his stomach, his face turned pale.

"Karl whistled at one of their female companions, but the other party drew a gun directly. I was worried that he would be injured, so I also drew a gun." The saint coughed, refused Anthony's inspection, and shook his head: "I'm fine, the other party The skills are good, I was careless."

"They put down their guns first, and I put them away too." The saint coughed again, and looked at Mr. Lucky helplessly: "As a result, 1 minute later, I saw Carl and that woman go into the toilet together. They People found out, and we fought."

"So, this is your brainstorm again?" Tang Ji sighed and looked at Karl Weller: "Aren't you going to give me an explanation?"

"Well, it's true that I was impulsive, but I always follow my feelings. I swear, I really fell in love at first sight." Carl Ville replied with some embarrassment: "For my love, I gave her 2 Yuan, I thought that money already included the part of convincing her male partner."

"Did she see other money when you took out the money?" Tang Ji felt a little tired. He didn't know how Mr. Lucky survived before, but it seemed that after meeting himself, Mr. Lucky's good luck It subcontracted a lot of work that it should have done to itself.

This is not the first time that Tang Ji has helped Carl Weller on the road. The last time he parked, Carl Weller accidentally dropped a handful of cash when he was shopping, which was about four or 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, and later Tang Ji had to hide those bodies in the toilet of the supermarket, I hope you don’t get scared to the next customer.

"No?" Carl Ville looked at Tang Ji with an innocent face: "I was careful when I took out the money, so that she didn't see what was going on in the car."

"Where did you get the money from?" Tang Ji felt like a nanny who dared not beat the child, but also had to ensure the child's safety.

"In the bag." Carl Ville made a gesture of counting money, "I counted 2 yuan from the bag, no more, no less."

"Where's the bag?" Tang Ji reminded him again.

"FVCK!" Carl Weller suddenly realized: "I forgot the bag on her motorcycle!"

"Bingo! Now we know why they are chasing us, because someone accidentally left 100 million Federal Dollars on someone's car as change!" Martin let out a laugh that was not inferior to the engine vibration, and turned the Push the pedal to the bottom.

Behind their car, dozens of motorcycles have been caught up one after another, and a few heavy trucks no smaller than Beamon are chasing behind, honking their horns and driving forward with black smoke.

"We have met a professional team." Anthony looked at the image on the monitor: "These people not only have their eyes on our money, but also our car."

"Isn't this scene a bit familiar?" Ethan poked Surte: "Don't you want to say hello to your colleagues?"

"Go away, don't interfere with my pass!" Surte, who was wearing a VR helmet, leaned on the seat motionless, and did not respond to Ethan's words.

Thanks to Mr. Lucky's generous assistance, Surte experienced the joy of money for the first time in his life. He was tricked by Ethan to buy a VR headset with a certain high configuration.

Ethan originally thought that superhumans like him were not interested in games. After all, Surte's real life was exciting enough, but he obviously underestimated how much painstaking efforts the game developers had made to catch the hearts of teenagers.

Surte was addicted almost in the first second. As of now, Soulte has been fighting for 46 hours in that world of sword and magic with his helmet on.

Relying on superhuman physical fitness, except for going to the toilet twice in the middle, he didn't even have time to drink his saliva. If it wasn't like this, it wouldn't be the saint's turn to fight with people at the supply station just now.

After all, in the current team, Tang Ji ranked first alone, and Soult ranked second. Except for the first person who did not recognize this ranking, everyone else recognized it. Anyway, they would never be able to beat the second in their lives.

"Be careful, their guns can't penetrate our armor, but if they have guns and mines, it's hard to say." Martin speeded up again, while Tony was busy checking the manual, 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." Looking at the manual, Tony asked Tang Ji in a daze: "When we drove this car away, someone told us the password. something?"

"Come on, it's good that they didn't send us a few missiles, and it's not like you haven't seen the dead faces of those casino managers." Ethan saw that molesting Surte would not be successful, so he picked up Tony's words.

"Hey, Old Ka, you're so good, why don't you just try to figure it out?" Ethan looked at Mr. Lucky expectantly, like a child expecting a magician to make a pigeon out of a hat.

"436609?" Carl Weller said a six-digit number casually, and explained: "These are the two rooms where I usually live in the Royal Jam and the Crow's Nest. The bathtub in Room 436 of the Royal Casino fits my back perfectly. .”

Before Carl Weller finished talking, Tony finished typing the numbers, and with a beep, Beamon's self-defense system was unlocked.

"I love you so much! Really!" Tony extended his thumb to Mr. Lucky, and then pressed the start button with this thumb.

On the roof of the Beamon, two weirdly shaped weapons rose, and then every 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 a short paragraph describing the self-defense system.

It says please pay attention to fratricide, and this function can also be used when encountering obstacles.

At this time, the knights following behind couldn't wait to catch their prey. They kept accelerating, pulled in the distance between them and Beamon, and then separated to both sides to overtake.

It wasn't until these knights were less than 20 meters away from Beamon that the screen in front of Tony marked these people as green.

Tony tentatively clicked one of the green boxes, and as Beamon shook slightly, he saw the target and the three knights around the target on the screen, as if they had slammed into a non-existent air wall. Fragmented.

"Air pressure gun?" Shadow asked in surprise, looked at the screen with some surprise, and then clicked on the target marked in green on the other side.

With the slight shake of the car body again, that unfortunate target was instantly knocked into the air, and fell into the field outside the roadbed. It is estimated that there will be no chance to stand up again in this life.

And after the two shots, two rapidly increasing percentage numbers appeared on both sides of the screen. Obviously, after this thing returned to [-]%, it could start killing again.

"It is indeed an air cannon." Shadow confirmed it, then fell silent again, and sat back to his original place.

"Hi! Brother, I know that you are a cold killer who doesn't like to talk, you are the kind of cold guy who doesn't even celebrate every time you shoot a target, but you can't treat your teammates like that!" Tony looked at the screen with great interest: " You can't start a topic and just end it, you at least tell us what the hell it is?"

"It's a weapon." Shadow replied concisely.

Tony choked on this answer, unable to utter a word, and could only look at Tang Ji: "Head, 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 of most men, they are curious about all new weapons.

Seeing that the others were also waiting for him to continue, Shadow 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 the competitor's data and samples by force after the spy trick failed." Shadow put on his sunglasses again: "Just like what we did before, Fly there, shoot the target, fly back."

"Once we raided a weapon research institute of military technology, just for this thing." Shadow pointed to 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, in exchange for only one sentence."

Ethan wanted to ask what he said, but he held back the atmosphere.

"They said that this thing has no market competitiveness and is worthless." Shadow clicked again on the target within 20 meters, watching them being knocked away like a child's toy and shrugging: "As you can see, this The thing ended up being a wrecker on a truck."

"Oh, it's worthless." Shadow whispered in a self-deprecating tone, but no one could hear it except Tang Ji, whose hearing was extraordinary.

Tang Ji didn't try to comfort Shadow, and he didn't need anyone to comfort him. If he was so weak, he wouldn't have installed a prosthetic eye and carried a gun into battle again.

And he also silently crossed the name Shadow from the suspect list in his heart. There are still two names left in 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 feelings, and asked in his heart: "Who is the eye staring at me? Or are you all?"

Except for Anthony, the original members of this team were all selected by the LS Road Group. After learning about the joint investigation office of the enterprise, Tang Ji became more and more sure that there was a dark thread belonging to the investigation office in his team, otherwise Mikkelsen would not Then know yourself.

That's why, until now, every time Tang Ji went to see Wu Qianying, he only brought people he trusted.

Although the existence of Tang Anran was no secret to Mikkelsen, what Tang Ji was facing was the entire Joint Investigation Office, which had its own will outside of Mikkelsen's sight.

The chase on the highway was just an episode. After Surte temporarily quit the game and got out of the car for a circle, the group of road riders immediately learned the truth of being a man with their tails between their legs.

And Sirte, who saw the charm of money, even took back the bag of cash left by Mr. Lucky.

Tang Ji believed that if it weren't for the greater charm of the game, Soulte would follow the group into their lair and play a guest role as a robber.

Finally, a road sign marked Night City appeared on the road ahead of Beamon, 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 move, because he has an extra strategic assistant by his side.

Even if he doesn't do anything, just cheering on the team a few times can increase the mission success rate by more than 50.00%.

Tang Ji thought happily, maybe because of Mr. Lucky's favor, Alia has found the location of the polar body warehouse by now?
No one can say anything about luck, if it kicks you hard enough, you will fall if you don't want to fall!

　PS: There are two days left before the Chinese New Year, and suddenly there was a safety accident, and some people were injured. Seeing that the year-end bonus will be hopeless, I feel depressed. I can only wish everyone good luck. Carl Ville will always be with you

　　
　
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