Please ask the dream.

Chapter 577 Chase
"Sir, the convoy has already set off."

"Very good. Keep a close eye on the situation at the port. As soon as the war starts, we will set off immediately!"

Scarlo was sitting in a luxury car covered with an anti-peep film, fiddling with a private terminal in his hands.

There was a faint halo on his body, which was the asset exemption that could only be obtained after practicing the "Wealth Can Connect Gods" framework to a very high level. That is, the wealth that one possesses is materialized into concepts such as "protection umbrella" and "immunity", thus possessing the characteristic of "the richer you are, the harder it is to be harmed".

Although this thing still has no effect against live bullets, but sitting in a high-end bulletproof car, he naturally only needs to consider structural-level attacks.

As time passed, Scarlo couldn't help feeling a little anxious, but soon, a sudden sound of footsteps suddenly sounded in the empty and quiet underground garage.

Scarlo shuddered suddenly and looked in the direction of the sound. He saw a young man appearing in the direction of the entrance of the underground garage in a carefree manner.

"It's Sykes!" The driver gave a low reminder. Scarlow lay down without any hesitation, making it look like there were no passengers in the car. However, the killer in front of him obviously did not come here unintentionally. He walked towards the car where Scarlow was without any hesitation.

Seeing this, Scarlo knew he couldn't fool them, so he immediately gave instructions to his bodyguards through the terminal, and at the same time, he asked, half-delayed and half-tentatively:
"How did you know I didn't leave?"

"Who knows, Sarah? Maybe it's just intuition?"

Feng Xue responded very casually, but this seemingly perfunctory answer was not false. To be exact, as the dream continued, his perception ability soared in an incomprehensible way, so that when he was ready to go to the port to intercept the target, he suddenly came to the underground garage to check.

You know what, it’s really there!

And this is undoubtedly the almost mind-reading ability demonstrated by Torre.

but……

“I always feel like there’s still something missing.”

Feeling the G·I particles that seemed to be about to transform at any time, Feng Xue thought thoughtfully, but still approached the car where Scarlo was.

The bodyguards who were sitting in several cars nearby, ready to set off at any time, had already received the order, but they did not act immediately. Instead, they first put their equipment in a state where they could be activated at any time, and then suddenly opened the car door!

The seemingly inconspicuous door of the van made a muffled sound, and Feng Xue pulled the trigger without any hesitation. The bullet was not aimed at the vital points, but flew straight to the ground in front of the door. The moment the bullet touched the ground, it bounced immediately, followed by a cry of pain.

"The angle is not good. It can't be fatal."

Feng Xue was very clear about the effect of his shot, and he deployed the ricochet technique that he could already use without using a structure. This technique required extremely high accuracy. In the past, Feng Xue either used high-precision sniper equipment or calibrated it with an excellent projection structure, but now, with the support of that mysterious feel, he seemed to have been able to integrate it into his instinct.

The two pistols jumped back and forth like the black and white keys of a piano, and with the continuous crackling sound, they actually suppressed the security guard holding the machine gun. Bullets collided and ricocheted between the countless luxury cars in the underground garage until the kinetic energy was exhausted or they hit some unlucky person.

As the magazines were constantly changed, the area where the security guards were located was transformed into an area covered by dense bullet rain. Listening to the constant crackling sounds coming from the roof and hood of the car, no one dared to put their guns out of the car even though they were holding heavy firepower.

No, there were warriors, but the price was that before the machine gun could fire a bullet, there were already three bullet holes on his hands.

Feng Xue single-handedly pinned twelve security guards in a van, making them unable to move. The superb shooting skills he displayed shocked everyone, but this suppression did not last for a few seconds, because soon, some smart people realized their advantage.

The roar of the engine resounded in the underground garage, and at this moment, Scarlo seemed to be awakened, and immediately said to the driver:
"Quick, drive out!"

After that, he called two more security cars and yelled, "Kill this bastard!"

The wheels equipped with solid rubber tires spun rapidly, and two vans and a luxury car rushed out one after another. Faced with such a charge, Feng Xue naturally could not resist it. He dodged the collision, and the three cars whooshed out of the parking lot.

"Oh, a classic American chase scene! [Montage]!"

Feng Xue looked at the car rushing onto the road, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and with a loud shout, countless flesh and blood and machines began to combine and splice, turning into a motorcycle that was somewhat similar to the modified Ghost Fire of that year and appeared beside him.

Without the constraints of structural attacks and self-reinforcement, his imagination is extremely flexible, and building such a car is a piece of cake for him!
buzzing...

The exciting sound of ghost lights exploding in the streets suddenly rang out. As this is a wealthy area, this disturbing behavior almost instantly aroused the dissatisfaction of the wealthy people who were already nervous because of Scarlo's escape. But as everyone realized who made the noise, all the anger was suppressed, leaving only a deep sense of relief and panic.

Feng Xue kept turning the accelerator, and the motorcycle he was riding exploded at an astonishing speed. Soon, his prey came into view.

"Da da da……"

A burst of crisp gunfire was accompanied by bullets. Feng Xue flexibly controlled the motorcycle to avoid the long metal whip formed by the bullets. He clamped his legs around the motorcycle seat and released his hands to shoot with both hands like a cowboy on a horse. Accompanied by a few gunshots, the machine gun in front suddenly went silent.

"I can even do this? I really am a genius!"

Feng Xue had an idea, and the will-o'-the-wisp under his seat suddenly accelerated. When the angle was just right, a bullet slanted through the window through which the machine gun was sticking out, killing the panicked driver.

Without caring about how many people could survive in the out-of-control car, the Will-O-Way's rear wheels suddenly turned into two horse legs. With a fierce kick, the whole car passed over the wobbling bread, and at the moment of landing, it cut back to the wheels again.

Although Feng Xue has many methods that are much more labor-saving than transforming twice in a row, Feng Xue, who has not used the structure for a long time, has the urge to use it in revenge.

Anyway, it can't be used for attack or defense, so it's better to waste it than to use it for nothing!
(End of this chapter)