Chapter 18
On the viaduct far away from the venue of the locomotive competition, a small truck converted into a caravan was driving fast towards the distance.

In the car, all the members of the black-robed picket team were there, including Butcher, Huey, Frankie and Breast Milk.

Frankie was driving, breastmilk was sitting on the co-pilot, and the butcher was arranging the guns in his hands. Huey, who looked like a little boy, was a little flustered, and said to the butcher who proposed an escape strategy:
"We... we don't really need to run away, do we? People from the motherland don't seem to want to trouble us..."

"Yeah, he really won't come to trouble us, he'll just come and use his goddamn heat vision to cut off your head and stuff it in your ass!"

The butcher said obscenities, during which words beginning with F popped out one after another.

Contrary to the butcher, Huey said:
"I think you are too nervous. The Super Seven is not all bad guys, and you don't understand the people of your country."

"Then you understand?"

The butcher replied:
"Do you know the people of the motherland? Kid, please be sober, you don't know anyone, don't think that the Starlight you like is a good guy in the Sevens, all the superhumans...all! They are a bunch of damn people You bastard! Including the locomotive that killed your girlfriend!"

Huey was speechless by the butcher.

He used to really like locomotives, he was a fan of locomotives, and his home was full of figurines and various peripherals of locomotives.

Until the locomotive smashed his girlfriend into a meat paste in front of his eyes, and now Huey can't forget the way he held his girlfriend's hands.

That was the only 'intact' body of his girlfriend, the two arms held by him.

Huey didn't speak, and the breast milk sitting in the passenger seat asked:
"Then what should we do now? The motherland said he would find us, and our car can't block his heat vision."

"Go to a lively place, the more lively the better! People from the motherland will not kill us who have not resisted in front of so many people."

said the butcher.

Breast milk looked incredible, and he asked, "Is this your idea? Run to the downtown area and wait to die obediently?"

"Otherwise? Now we have no evidence, all we can do is to save our lives in his hands!"

"Hey, hey! Guys!" Frankie said suddenly:
"I don't think things are so bad. Look, he saw me, but he didn't arrest me, did he? I mean, is there such a possibility that he is actually... actually an enemy of the Voight Group?"

"Frankie, don't forget the lamplighter!"

Butcher said to Frankie.

Seeing that several people were about to quarrel, suddenly several crisp sounds came from above the carriage.

Bang bang bang.

Everyone's voices stopped, and they looked at each other. The butcher and the breast milk each picked up their guns and pointed them at the top of the carriage, with their fingers on the trigger, ready to shoot at any time.

And at this moment, a familiar voice suddenly came from the window of the driving position:

"Everyone, to be honest, it really hurts me that you don't believe me so much. Anyway, I let one of your members go just now, didn't I?"

"F**k!!!"

The butcher and breast milk swear at the same time, seeing Roger with his head sticking out from above, subconsciously wanted to shoot.

Just before shooting, Frankie, who was also taken aback, turned the steering wheel subconsciously.

The breast milk in the passenger seat was okay, but the butcher and Huey in the rear compartment couldn't stand still and hit the wall of the compartment.

From the outside, the whole car looks like a runaway bull on the road.

Roger didn't expect his own greeting to cause such a big reaction from the group of people. He was about to speak when he suddenly found a car coming in front of him, driving straight towards the RV!

Or it should be said the other way around, it was Frank who just turned the steering wheel to move the car to another road.

The RV is going the wrong way, and it is about to collide with the car in front!

"Damn it! You guys are really going to cause me trouble."

Ignoring the people in the black-robed picket team, Roger reacted quickly and left the car and flew towards the car in front.

"F**K-! Frankie!! Turn turn turn!!!"

Breast milk said loudly to Frankie.

Frankie shouted: "I'm spinning!!"

As he spoke, he turned the steering wheel violently to the other side.

The RV running rampant on the road was returning to the correct route, but the high-speed car in front of him could no longer avoid it.

The left headlights of the two vehicles collided.

The beefy RV pickup had only damaged the left headlight and bonnet.

But that car, which looked very petite and weak, couldn't bear such a powerful impact. The left side of the car was lifted up, and the next moment the whole car was turned upside down, spinning in the air like a super-charged tornado!

"Ahhhhh!!!!"

The people in the car screamed, it was a father and daughter, and it was the girl who screamed.

Seeing that the car was about to crash into the nearby bridge and fall from the viaduct, Roger appeared in time!
He tore off the clothes on his body, revealing the hero costume he was wearing underneath, flew towards the spinning car like a superman, and spun along with it to eliminate the force of the impact.

After two or three seconds passed, the car stopped in the air, and Roger suspended the car in mid-air, and slowly put it back on the road.

"My God... my God—!"

The father and daughter in the car got out of the car. The father first checked his daughter, and then looked at the car whose headlight was smashed on his left and shouted to God.

When he finally saw Roger standing aside, he said with tears in his eyes:

"Motherland! It's you... that's great, thank you, thank you for saving us! If it wasn't for you, we... we..."

The red-nosed father was overwhelmed with excitement, and Roger raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, saying:

"Hey bro, I know you're thrilled to have narrowly escaped death, but now you need to calm down, understand?
"We are still on the viaduct, so you put the tripod in your trunk for reminders at a distance of 50 meters behind the car, then call the fire department, let them come to deal with the situation, and most importantly .”

Roger glanced at the father's daughter, who looked like a little girl who was only eight or nine years old, and said softly to the father:

"You have to comfort your daughter, she must be terrified."

"Yes... yes, thank you, thank you! People from the motherland, thank you!"

Father said gratefully to Roger.

Roger nodded to him, then looked in the direction of the black-robed people.

The culprit who caused the accident had escaped at this moment, and Roger found with super vision that they had run far away, and walked off the viaduct towards the downtown area.

Seeing this, Roger's expression was a little gloomy.

He wasn't angry that the group of black-robed pickets ran away, he was angry that they bumped into someone and didn't even apologize!

Although the reason for their loss of control of the vehicle was related to Roger, at least Roger saved the person and will contact the group later to compensate the two victims.

But as for the people in black robes, their first thought was to run away!

"Okay, okay, I know I'm scary, I'm not mad..."

Forcibly comforting himself, Roger quickly flew into the sky to look for the traces of the black-robed pickets.

He decided to wait until he saw the group of protagonists, and beat them up first.

This way of causing trouble for others and then not asking at all is really... a bit irritating.

(End of this chapter)

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