I Have 48 Hours a Day

"I ... I can't stand it anymore, are you okay there ?!" The bald man urged anxiously, listening to his tone. If Zhang Heng and the beautiful man don't take another shot, he will be finished in the next second.

The handsome man said, "Don't care about him, he's too early to hang up. Next we have about seven minutes. Although they can say anything, but building weapons is useless at this time, the city has been completely The evil scientist has control, his minions are everywhere, and there will only be more and more bionics in black, so we need to leave here as soon as possible. "

"vehicle?"

"Yes, we need to build a vehicle."

"Can't you take advantage of the ready-made vehicles around you?"

"I've thought about it before, but I'm sorry, have you seen any reliable transportation half way since you walked here?"

Zhang Heng's gaze quickly looked around, let alone a car, there is no bike in the entire community, the only means of transportation is probably a wheelchair beside the old man with a horrified face, relying on this thing to think It is obviously not realistic to kill a blood path from the army.

Meinandao, "I can only build a smartfortwo for a car because it is compact and uses the fewest building blocks. The shortest answer is, but even then I practiced for more than half a month. Seven minutes was just enough for me to build a samrtfortwo Or two motorcycles ... but then we have a problem. "

Zhang Heng knows what the beautiful man said is the problem. There are only two seats for the chief and co-pilot on the smartfortwo. Even if there is a little space in the trunk, he can only sit in four people.

In the past, the beautiful man was alone. After saving the messenger, the bald man and the waiter brother were able to plug it, but now with Zhang Heng, there is one more person, and he will face the same if he switched to a motorcycle. Such a problem.

"You build your samrtfortwo first, I'll find a way to solve the problem of the remaining one." Time is tight, Zhang Heng and the beautiful boy are divided.

The latter nodded and immediately plunged into the tense construction process, and Zhang Heng began to think about what he could do at this time.

Before Meinan built a motorcycle, he also stood by and watched the whole process. It didn't feel too complicated, but it was completely different to understand and to operate.

He couldn't build even the simplest sword with his current technology, and was ruthlessly appraised as a French bread with fish tail by the waiter brother. As for him, the motorcycle was even more difficult for him in the Himalayas.

Time is passing by every minute, more and more black people around, and howling bald men become more and more miserable. Although he hasn't been farting, this obviously does not prevent him from being energetic again. He urged Zhang Heng and the beautiful man behind him again and again, "Okay, when is it okay? Is it okay? If it's not good, our **** will line up in the cinema."

Fortunately, the beauty boy has been immune to his urging, and her smartfortwo construction is nearing completion. The entire **** has been completely built. She is now assembling the exhaust pipe.

On the other hand, Zhang Heng on the other side, after a long six minutes, he only had one more hand-a rope.

Zhang Heng originally wanted to build a bicycle. Compared to motorcycles, the structure of bicycles is obviously much simpler, but I do n’t know which link went wrong. Of course, it may be that all links went wrong. Finally, There was a nylon rope in his hand.

The waiter brother obviously would not let go of this poisonous tongue, and his expression collapsed, "Oh my God, are you going to let us use this rope to kill ourselves directly?"

At this time, the beautiful man finally completed the construction of smartfortwo, which took 6 minutes and 23 seconds. This time, she played well, much faster than usual. She sat in the driver's seat, started the engine, and then said to everyone, "Quickly Car! Really no, we can only give up one person. "

As soon as she said this, the bald man and the waiter brother were all chrysanthemums.

But then I heard Zhang Hengdao, "No, I think of a way!"

After speaking, he opened the trunk and said to the waiter and the messenger, "Go ahead and hold this nylon rope."

Before they could ask too much, they went into the trunk according to Zhang Heng, and at this time, the bald man also fired while retreating towards the first officer.

But he was stopped only halfway by Zhang Heng. "Your position is not here."

Zhang Heng removed the wheelchair beside the old man in the sun, and then tied the other end of the nylon rope to the wheelchair.

"Are you kidding me? I would rather kill myself with that rope."

Having said that, but seeing the black enemies rushing in from all directions, the bald man was still obediently sitting in a wheelchair, and at the same time he was still complaining, "You should build a seat belt for me."

Seeing Zhang Heng also jumped on the car, the handsome man said, "Sit down, everyone, the next journey may be a little bumpy."

"Oh, that's great, and bumps. Does anyone really notice that I need a seat belt now?"

Answering him was the roar of the smartfortwo engine, and the handsome man stepped on the accelerator, and the car rushed out of the gate like a runaway wild horse.

At almost the same time, two black bionic men rushed out diagonally to stop the car, but smartfortwo didn't slow down, they ran into the two directly and hurled them to the wall.

The bald man in the back was not idle. He still held his Gagarin machine gun in his arms. While sitting in a high-speed wheelchair, he continued to use a machine gun to chase and chase the soldiers.

Out of the community, the beautiful man ignored the red light and drove the car directly into the crossroads, but then saw a non-stop whistle on the left hand side, and she immediately slammed to the right.

As a result, the face of the bald man in the wheelchair immediately turned green ~ www.readwn.com ~ He desperately pulled the rope to shorten the distance between the wheelchair and the car. The messenger and the waiter brother also helped, and eventually they caught the wheelchair. , Finally avoided the tragedy of a corner and tail.

"So what's the use of the rope?" The bald man was shocked, touching his chest and said, "It will be nice to let the devil butcher and the messenger hold my wheelchair soon?"

"Sorry, after all, it's the first thing I can make that works. It's a pity not to use it."

"........."

"Where are we going now?" The Devil Butcher asked.

Smartfortwo ignored the red light and forced to cross the intersection, causing a series of traffic accidents, but also just blocked the road. The bionic man in black behind him could only stand in place and watch them leave.

"I know of a place to avoid these annoying little tails." The balding man said as he removed the Gatlin, which was useless in his hands, and made himself a seat belt that he had long remembered.