The fusion of the movie world

Chapter 175 Saber-toothed Tiger

"Mr. President, can you still move?" Mike helped Benjamin up with difficulty.

"Yes, yes!" Benjamin grinned and said, the pain from broken ribs made it painful for him to speak.

But at this moment, the sound of motorcycle engines came from far and near, and came quickly.

"Damn, they came so fast!" Mike's face was a little ugly, and they were really at the end of the road at this time, "Mr. President, you run away first, I will find a way to stop them!"

Mike drew his pistol and helped the president walk out of the plane.

He knew very well that now that his leg was injured, it would be very difficult to escape, so he could only stay and stop those people as much as possible to buy the president more time to escape, even though the chance of the president escaping was very slim.

"Mr. President, I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can only protect you here!" Mike said solemnly.

"No! Mike! You've tried your best, but I won't go anywhere this time!" Benjamin said seriously.

He also knew in his heart that he had no possibility of escaping and ascending to heaven, but he had to die well, with dignity and integrity.

Mike looked at Benjamin and didn't speak, but turned his head to look at the motorcycles that were approaching rapidly ahead.

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"The target is still alive, guys, Kamran is going to live!" The terrorist shouted again from the bug.

Hearing this voice, Lynn breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Mr. President is still alive, and they probably don't intend to kill Benjamin right away.

But Lynn still accelerated with all his strength, constantly closing the distance between himself and those terrorists, but seeing Hyde Park was right in front of him.

Suddenly there was a rapid roar of a motorcycle coming from the side. Lin En looked at it and immediately felt a murderous aura rushing towards his face.

It was an old-fashioned Harley motorcycle. The roar of the engine was like the roar of a beast, and the power was also very abundant. The man on the motorcycle was a strong man like a beast, with muscles all over his body, and a pair of eyes that stared like a beast. looking at Lynn.

Lin En frowned, he knew that this person came for him, and he came to take his life.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, Lynn raised his pistol and fired a few shots, but the people in the car reacted very quickly and easily avoided Lynn's bullets on a motorcycle.

Then he roared and chased after him, Lynn slammed on the brakes, and the motorcycle hit him head-on, but the man jumped up at the moment the car collided, and jumped directly onto the roof of Lynn's car .

boom--

The roof of the car seemed to be hit by a heavy object, and immediately collapsed a little, but then, ten sharp minions penetrated into the roof of the car, and then, like sharp knives, directly tore the metal shell of the car roof.

"Fuck, it can't be a saber-toothed tiger!" Lin En was startled, the man in front of him was obviously a mutant, and judging from his attack style and appearance, he was almost the same as Wolverine's brother in the movie - the saber-toothed tiger, It's the same.

Saber-toothed tiger, like Wolverine, has super self-healing ability, but its strength, speed, observation and perception are stronger than Wolverine, and this guy is very bloodthirsty. It can be said that he is a humanoid beast.

But Lynn wasn't afraid of this beast. After all, even if he couldn't kill him, it wasn't impossible to get rid of him.

But seeing that the roof of the car had been completely torn apart by this guy, Lin En's eyes flashed brightly, and the special function was activated, which immediately caused the saber-toothed tiger to hallucinate. With a few bangs, a big blood hole was directly opened in the sabre-toothed tiger's head.

Immediately, he slammed on the accelerator, and the car accelerated forward again. The saber-toothed tiger rolled off the roof and fell to the ground.

"Fortunately, this guy doesn't have Edman alloy bones!" Lynn glanced at the saber-toothed tiger lying on the ground through the rearview mirror, smiled coldly, and continued to accelerate towards Hyde Park.

He knew very well that even if that guy was a saber-toothed tiger, it would take a while to heal from being shot in the head, so even if he couldn't be killed, he could definitely get rid of his entanglement.

"Camran, the target has been captured!" The terrorist's voice came from the bug again, and Lynn frowned. He knew that the president had been captured.

"These guys should bring the president back to their lair. I might as well follow them, confirm where their lair is, and kill them in one fell swoop! This way, we can successfully complete the task!" Lynn thought in his heart, "But this saber-toothed tiger can find me, obviously they have also locked my whereabouts, it seems that I have to find a way to hide my tracks first."

Like this, Lynn immediately drove the car towards the city center again.

"This group of terrorist organizations can successfully intercept the president and the others time and time again, and they can still find me. They must have controlled the monitoring network of the London Police and even military satellites." Lynn thought, but he wanted to get rid of their surveillance. It's also easy.

A moment later, Lynn drove a police car to stop a motorcycle, then commandeered the motorcycle in the name of the London police, and rushed into the nearby subway station on the motorcycle.

At this time, due to a power outage, the entire subway line was out of service, and it was pitch black inside. Lynn rode a motorcycle and drove into the tunnel with the headlights on, and then drove along the subway tunnel to the target location displayed by the tracker.

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In the high-level meeting center of the White House, the entire room fell into dead silence. Everyone's faces were ugly, and they looked at the big screen on the wall in a state of bewilderment.

They have just seen the picture taken by satellite, and they have seen the crash of Navy One and the picture of their president being captured.

At this time, both the Vice President Trump and the Secretary of Defense Ruth McLean all looked depressed and hopeless. They all knew that their president was really in danger.

"Get me to Downing Street immediately!" Vice President Trumbull said.

"Okay, sir! It's connected!" A man held the phone in front of Vice President Trumbull.

"Mr. Luce, do you have any new clues? Our president has just been captured by terrorists. Time is running out. We must rescue Mr. President!" Vice President Trumbull said anxiously.

"We have just confirmed that our late Prime Minister Mr. Wilson was assassinated, toxins were detected in the anesthetic, and the body of the attending doctor was found an hour ago..."

"Mr. Luce, what I need is more practical clues. We must find the hideout of the terrorists as soon as possible. They have carefully planned such a large-scale terrorist attack. It is impossible to have no flaws! I want to know who they are and what they want to do? "Vice President Trumbull said with some dissatisfaction that this funeral is clearly a trap, and it is meaningless to say these now.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Trumble, our agents are doing their best to investigate and find clues!"

"I hope you can speed up!" Vice President Trumbull hung up the phone with a gloomy expression. He knew that he could not count on the British side.

"Sir, look at this!" Just after hanging up the phone, an official yelled in panic, and immediately the big screen switched to a live video screen, and the person in the screen was their Mr. President.

With his hands bound, he knelt on the ground, with some bruises and scabs on his face, looking embarrassed, expressionless, and looking at the camera resolutely.

There was a man in a white shirt standing beside him, but only the lower body of the man was in the picture, and his face could not be seen.

boom--

The man suddenly raised his fist and slammed it hard on Benjamin's face, causing him to grunt.

"My God!" Everyone in the conference room couldn't sit still, and instinctively jumped up from their chairs, wishing they could rush into the screen.

"Mr. President, do you have any last words?" Another man's voice came from the video.

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(End of this chapter)