latent syndrome.

Chapter 501 500. The Speeding Party

As long as there is consciousness, there will be differences, and when different thoughts converge, they will definitely separate forces.

In the wasteland, there are countless speeding parties, large and small.

To loot better locomotives.

In order to collect more fuel.

This wasteland exists forever, with cruel and bloody killings, and the carnival of pursuing supreme speed and unmatched universe.

"Forehead……"

"I don't have your son."

Anonymous said decisively.

"It's not good for a villain to recognize his father without authorization."

"from now on."

"I'm your dog."

The man in the turban spoke solemnly, treating his self-esteem as nothing, and because of this, he was able to survive for a long time in this wasteland that was far more bloody than other planes.

It's just because he sensed the strength of the two of them. If they were just mediocre people, the man in the turban would put them in the fuel tank without hesitation.

"Hold!"

The big shock finally met someone who is more powerful than himself. Could it be possible that everyone in this wasteland is such a thing?
The so-called stretching out your hand and not hitting the smiling face, Anonymous is also a teacher of Anonymous, this guy's attitude is unbelievably correct.

The turbaned man who is very good at observing words and emotions has discovered the depression of Wumingshi.

"A famous philosopher once said."

"When you come out to play around, you have to admit your mistakes, and you have to stand at attention when you are beaten."

"it's all my fault."

"Gordon will serve both of you wholeheartedly."

After all, Gordon's eyes flashed into his heart. His ability to detect words and emotions can be said to have broken through the shackles of the three. The relationship between the two seems to be unusual, but there is a slight gap between them. It seems that they are a pair of quarreling. Lovers, why don't you play a trick to divide the two of them?

It just so happened that I found a lot of beauties and handsome men. As a strong man with an index close to 2, Gordon did well in the wasteland. Many of these top-notch men and women are professionals in the wasteland.

Immediately, Gordon took out a female worker from the portable space. She was top-notch in appearance and figure. Under Gordon's order, this worker, who was wearing weird and revealing clothes, purple net stockings, and red leather tube top shorts, began to flirt.

"This is my tribute to you."

Gordon had a private chat with the female worker, and if she didn't work hard, he would throw her in the gas tank.

These people with weak strength and weak spiritual energy, but good-looking people are also the hard currency of the wasteland, not only can be used as fuel, but also can be used for a long time.

"Forehead……"

Anonymous was speechless.

Selene's eyelids twitched. In legal terms, she and Wu Mingshi are a serious couple and have been registered.

She glanced at Anonymous to see his reaction.

"Actually."

"I am married."

Anonymous said so.

Selene was quite satisfied.

at this time.

Under Gordon's gesture, the woman in fishnet stockings spoke with a righteous face.

"Quality single girl, apply to play!"

Gordon was a little surprised by his professionalism.

Ten seconds later.

Gordon's divorce plan failed, and after being beaten up by Selene, he rebelliously took the woman back.

Nameless urgently needs to go to Wanling City instead of staying here.

Gordon never expected it.

Even if he went to this extent, he called everyone who should be called, and everyone who should be filial was filial, but he was still robbed by Anonymous,
Anonymous doesn't like this at all.

Snatch Gordon down to nothing but his clothes and hood.

Anonymous counted some trophies. This guy is pitifully poor. He only has a few hundred consciousness souls of captives, which is only enough to refuel. There are also five processed locomotives, all of which are processed with relatively strong souls. The two Anonymous people at the top can't be called good products, they can only be regarded as excellent.

"Why are you crying?"

"Cry again, I will throw you into the fuel tank."

Anonymous kicked Gordon a few times in an insulting manner. He adapted to the environment here at the speed of light. A motorcycle was given to Selene, and he chose one to sit on.

"Fortunately."

"I carry with me the riches looted from the Farntar."

"Extreme collection of six masters."

"Don't worry about fuel."

"promise."

Selene took out extremely refined basic souls from the portable space, and they were all souls with an index of more than 1. It was not that she was reluctant to give them to higher-level ones. In the master's collection, souls with more than 2.5 were everywhere. On these locomotives, because the energy is too strong, the cylinders explode directly.

"Although you can hang people directly as fuel."

"But the effect is definitely not as good as real fuel."

Anonymous put these basic souls into the fuel tank, ready to see the speeding gang that Gordon said.

He stepped on the accelerator a few times to start the engine, and the inside of the cylinder suddenly became hot, and countless souls were tortured inside. He was about to adapt first, and suddenly he had a bold idea. Presumably, there are many powerful people in this desert of thought. man of.

If many dominator-level characters can be made into locomotives, what speed can they reach with the help of the best fuel and their own strength?
"The biker you mentioned."

"What is the strength of its leader?"

Anonymous asked.

Gordon, who has been stripped clean, can't handle such a ruthless role at all. If he just abandons himself and walks away, in this sparsely populated wasteland, without a car, I'm afraid he will have to wait until the end of time. .

If one lives in the wilderness without a car and fuel, except for the powerful, there will be no survivors, and the nameless person is completely pinching his lifeline now.

Desperately speaking words that are beneficial to him, hoping that Anonymous will give him a chance to be a leader.

"Listen to my friend."

"It's a figure at the dominant level."

"Let me lead the way for the two of you."

"I introduced the two to him. A friend of mine has been working in the speeding gang for a long time."

Gordon cried like a mourner.

"Um……"

"dominate."

"Not a bad idea either."

Anonymous pondered.

What Gordon didn't know was that Anonymous wanted to find a top expert to make a motorcycle.

"Then you know."

"On the wasteland, the most powerful speeding party."

"Who is the strongest person?"

Anonymous continued to ask.

Gordon thought about it.

"I have no idea……"

"There are many powerful people here, but they only win with speed."

"Here, speed is everything."

Gordon then uttered some nicknames, aliases such as Vigorous Miracle, Andromeda, and Hardworking Knight.

There are also extremely awkward names.

Anonymous has also long been accustomed to the art of naming in the deep world. Either he is mentally abnormal or mentally abnormal, and he is always convincing.

When I heard something called Bed Breakthrough Three Extreme Speed.

I really don't know what to think, it is true that it has been treated as a specimen.

"Is there anything more violent?"

"The fiercest one."

Anonymous asked.

"besides."

"Heroes in the world, I really don't know."

"Whatever you have to say."

"There's only one person left."

"I heard he has a scorpion tattooed on his neck."

"He is a strong winner of this road of fury."

"At the same time, he is also known as the person who is most likely to exceed the speed of thought in the wasteland."

Gordon replied.

"Huh?"

"Fury Road?"

Anonymous is very interested.

"I have never seen a small character of my level."

"It's a grand event in the wasteland. In order to rationally allocate resources and gather the power of the wasteland to provide a chosen person, all the giant speeding parties are trying to let a king of speed break through the extreme speed, break through the wasteland, and lead everyone away."

"The grand event of competing in sheer speed to choose the fastest overlord."

(End of this chapter)