latent syndrome.

Chapter 123 122. Chariot
St. George's District.

As it was getting late, the heavy rain suddenly started in Los Angeles tonight, many shops were closed, and there were no pedestrians on the street at all.

This made Violet less scruples. If it hurts ordinary people, then it is not a competent demon hunter.

Violet sat in the driver's seat of the car, chewing gum, and used the communication terminal to call the countermeasure bureau.

There was a cut on her forehead, blood covered half of her face, and the silver leather jacket with sequins was also a little tattered, obviously from a big battle.

But she didn't care, for her this kind of injury was just a drizzle.

Fighting head-on is only the worst strategy. In order to eliminate the demons who have no bottom line and unscrupulous methods, the method of encircling and beating is one of the best strategies.

"Is it Gray?"

"SCT's foreign agents have arrived in Los Angeles, and now I'm chasing him."

"Please support quickly."

"It's No. 30 of the Combat Catalog, the man named Johnny."

Violet hung up the phone directly, and they could find themselves directly through the location.

5 minutes ago.

When Violet came to the ground, he found that Johnny had stolen a motorcycle and rode on it. His vision was quite weird. When he was in an isolated state, he couldn't display the vision. Although it could affect himself, It's just a substantial improvement in physical fitness.

But when touching some props.

He is so strong...

Unbelievable.

Even Violet considered her to be one of the most vicious of the infected people she had dealt with.

She stepped on the gas pedal of the car, put it in the highest gear, and chased Johnny.

Looking through the front window glass.

Johnny was riding a locomotive, shuttling through the heavy rain. The locomotive was mysteriously modified, and the gray-white mysterious pipe network completely covered it, making its shape quite punk, more like a product of alchemy in the steam age. All the contour lines have become rough, and the extremely strange white flames are burning, making the performance of this locomotive far beyond common sense.

As for his illegal driving, the gust of wind blowing from this car at high speed directly shattered the glass of other normal vehicles on the road, and there were bursts of explosions that covered the raindrops. The drivers of these vehicles were distracted. They collided frequently, and there were car accidents one after another.

A truck came to an emergency stop, and the steel pipes pulled in the cargo compartment poured backwards, directly piercing the front window of a car behind, and several steel pipes pierced the owner's chest and head directly, causing him to die violently.

In this way, Johnny rides away, leaving a mess of obstacles to prevent Violet from driving.

The distance between Violet and Johnny is getting farther and farther.

Until the unbelievable scene happened next.

As a member of the speeding party, Johnny already had superb motorcycle skills. I saw him lift the front wheel of the motorcycle and drive it like an acrobatic, until he drove to an office building.

This locomotive burning with white flames drove straight up at ninety degrees, which is breathtaking.

Violet hurriedly pulled the handbrake, stopped the car, and stopped barely a few tens of centimeters away from the building.

"There is really such a hint..."

Some popular occultists in the underground world divide all hints into 22 categories. Although it is not completely correct and the classification is not precise enough, many people are stuffed into the same hint, such as demons, towers, the sun, and the Hanged Man. Some hints that no one can touch it are quite rare, such as The Fool and the World. Since the outbreak of Abyssal Disease, there has never been even a single case.

Although this set of theories is rough, it is indeed easy to understand. Violet believes that she has also encountered an extremely rare hint, "chariot".

Can you directly strengthen and transform things?

Although it is implied that the strength cannot be judged by simple classification, the fundamental question is whose will can resist the impact of the abyss and reach a higher height. As long as the development level is high enough, even a high tower can easily kill the so-called Death or judgment.

Since he is someone who ranks high on the combat catalog, the level of development must have reached a terrifying level, at least breaking through the threshold of 1.

Johnny climbed over the building. Driving vertically at 40 degrees was already enough to bluff people. He drove to a height of [-] meters above the ground, stuck to the exterior of the building, and then started... driving laterally.

Violet already knew that she couldn't catch up with Johnny, so she could only calm down and think. Although Johnny didn't lose in the previous frontal battle, but there were no props available, it was just pure brute force, using vision to strengthen the body and restore the body, in the long run It will only be defeated, so there is the current pursuit.

Then Johnny will definitely go to a place with a lot of weapons.

Where will it be?

Recently, there have been armed forces patrolling in Los Angeles, and they have also cooperated with the local Los Angeles Police Department, which has a large amount of military equipment.

Where he's going next...

Most likely the police station.

Violet didn't dare to relax for a second.

Even half a second can make a huge difference to the situation, especially for the infected with exaggerated individual combat capabilities.

She immediately called the Countermeasures Bureau and asked them to focus on supporting her to locate the nearby police station, but she didn't know if it would be too late.

And she herself rushed towards the Los Angeles Police Department, hoping to stop Johnny before the situation deteriorated further.

Two 10 minutes later.

St. George's District.

Los Angeles Police Department.

The 24-hour police station, even at this moment, still has the lights on. It is because of this special period that almost all police officers have to work overtime until late at night every night, so that they can deal with the countless cases they receive every day. The police calls, as well as piles of documents and files.

Johnny kicked off the motorcycle stand and stopped firmly, and the moment he left, the motorcycle changed back to its normal appearance.

He found a handy weapon on the side of the road.

He was looking for a steel pipe, but couldn't find it, but one object caught his attention.

It is a traffic sign with a speed limit of 60 kilometers.

Kaka...

Holding the cylindrical metal support of the sign with one hand, he drew strength from a different space and gathered it towards his arm. He immediately possessed incomparably exaggerated strength and pulled out the sign together with the foundation. He pulled it out and carried it on his shoulders.

1 minute later.

At the entrance of the police station, there are police officers standing guard. When they saw a man walking over with a traffic sign, his jaw almost fell to the ground.

He immediately pressed the warning button to remind the police officers inside that dangerous elements were approaching. At the same time, he put his hand on the holster and pressed Johnny.

"Stop, what are you doing here?"

The policeman asked very responsibly.

"Oh, Mr. Policeman, I've come to give myself up."

"Then I will only talk about the crimes committed in the Liberty League. The first is illegal entry, then the killing of police officers, of course there are first-degree murders, and then robbed a few stores."

He thought again of the anti-abortion demonstrations he had passed through Arizona the day before yesterday.

"And rape, Mr. Police."

Johnny said that, but actually, personally, he thought the morgue had something special to it.

"Drop your weapons."

The policeman fell into a state of high nervousness. He had been vaccinated long ago, because the lunatic in front of him was probably a so-called abyssal disease infection.

"No, just shoot and have fun, what I'm going to do to you next may be too much, including your colleagues, report to them in advance..."

Before Johnny finished speaking, a bullet hit his forehead and penetrated his brain.

The existence of an infected person transcends the material world and the spiritual world, and his thoughts and will rise to another level, which has no effect on him.

"It's my turn."

lb!
Johnny waved the sign, directly smashing the policeman's upper body into a paste, spattering blood indiscriminately, standing with only one pair of legs, and finally fell to his knees on the ground.

Then he went straight into the LAPD.

Don't know what's going on inside.

There was only one gunshot after another coming from inside, and finally it gradually fell silent.

In the end, there was only the dripping sound of the heavy rain washing the city.

(End of this chapter)