In Night City, I was picked up by a female V

"shooting!"

At this moment, the people in the armored vehicle realized belatedly that someone had jumped onto the roof to cause trouble. In an instant, two agents in yellow and white bulletproof vests popped out of the front cockpit, and the barrels of their submachine guns were detached, blasting sparks at the roof.

Kang Tao's intelligent weapons are particularly famous.

Naturally, they equip their agents with their own top-quality products.

As soon as they pulled out their guns, Mitsuhide recognized that the weapon that fired at him was the G-58 Classic Intelligent Submachine Gun from the Kangtao Company's arms series.

It is truly a classic among classics.

Fully automatic aiming, fully automatic ballistic tracking, fully automatic reloading, all fully automatic.

These smart weapons are fully automatic and ultimately require only a person holding the gun and a finger pulling the trigger.

So, Mitsuhide saw clearly that the bullets flashing white electric light turned and flew towards him on the roof of the car as soon as they left the gun, as if they had eyes.

It’s time to defend the food, sir. This is no longer the era of brandishing swords and sticks.

Mitsuhide felt that the arc-shaped barrage of bullets flying towards him was silently conveying this message to him.

But even so, he still wanted to say it.

Sorry.

Times have changed again.

How can a sword be such an inconvenient thing?

The moment the pursuit bullets rained down, the light show on the roof moved.

Almost the moment he moved, his figure turned into a blurry afterimage.

All I saw was a white light flashing around him like lightning. If time slowed down at this moment, it would be obvious that it was not lightning, but the afterimage of countless sword strikes.

One knife, one knife, and then another knife.

Mitsuhide was not chopping the air, but the bullets in the air.

These bullets that were blocked from all directions were chopped off one by one by him, and when these dozens or even hundreds of actions were superimposed on each other, people could only see a flash of white light.

And the next second, with crackling sounds, like a metal rain, broken bullets fell from the air, onto the roof of the car, on the road, and all over the ground like raindrops.

Worth.

Although they didn't say it out loud, the expressions of those Kangtao agents still revealed their thoughts.

Their hands were still on the triggers, but their minds were all stunned by Mitsuhide's secret operation. They opened their mouths, not knowing whether to speak at this tense moment.

But Mitsuhide didn't have time to bother with them.

He cleared the hail of bullets around him without stopping for a moment.

He bent his legs slightly to gather strength, then jumped suddenly and jumped onto another armored vehicle.

The same thing happened again, and the automatic machine gun on the roof was chopped into pieces.

It was so broken that it could only be sold as scrap.

Then, one by one, Mitsuhide jumped on several vehicles and disarmed all the armored vehicles in front.

In the early twelfth century, in the Battle of Dan-no-ura, Arimaka Kuro Yoshitsune jumped eight ships in a row and eventually wiped out the Taira clan. Now in 2077, Arimaka Mitsuhide jumped ten ships in a row and angrily demolished the turret.

It is really cause for celebration. It is really cause for celebration.

In short, as the heavily armed armored vehicle silenced, the experienced driver Panam finally found an opportunity. He drove his beloved car out from the gap of the armored vehicle like a slippery loach in the mud, and just like Mei Yangyang and Fei Yangyang, he moved forward without stopping and left the armored vehicle behind.

At the last moment, Mitsuhide, who was on the front armored vehicle, jumped and flew towards Panam's vehicle.

In Bai Rui's memoirs, this was described as "a thrilling leap in the dark."

Even Panam later described that Mitsuhide grabbed the rear wing of the car cleanly and flipped into the car without any danger.

But the truth of history is often not as sacred as legend.

In fact, Mitsuhide didn't catch it at all.

In the air, he waved his hands in vain, with the tip of his finger a full centimeter away from the hull of Panam's car.

The results are self-evident.

With a thud, he fell to the ground like a fish out of water due to the force of gravity, and even rolled several times awkwardly on the dusty asphalt road.

"grass!"

Panam slammed on the brakes, and the huge impact almost made her fall headfirst onto the steering wheel, and almost exploded the airbag.

Taking advantage of the opportunity when Panam stopped the car, Mitsuhide almost rolled and crawled on the ground, using his hands and feet, running on all fours on the ground like a brave charging lion, opened the passenger door and rushed into the car with a gust of wind.

The vehicle started again and narrowly avoided the pursuing armored vehicle and the hail of bullets fired from it.

"Phew, this is really thrilling!"

Mitsuhide sat in the passenger seat, watching the armored vehicle gradually moving away in the rearview mirror, and clapped his hands in excitement.

"yes......"

Looking at Mitsuhide in front of her with a relaxed expression, and thinking of how he had just used his hands and feet, looking as embarrassed as a cow running for its life, the outspoken and straightforward Panam had a complicated look in her eyes.

I don't know how to complain.

"Hey, Panam, look, that's a solar windmill!"

As if he had discovered some amazing treasure, Mitsuhide pointed to the huge solar wind turbine standing in the wilderness to Panam in a serious manner.

Chapter 184: Toshiro Mifune slaps his thigh, and Akira Kurosawa calls him a genius!!!

After getting rid of the Kangtao armored convoy, Mitsuhide and his companion now have only one worry, which is the black luxury car that is still fleeing in front, carrying Anders, whom Bai Rui has been thinking about.

And this problem seems to be solved soon.

Having shaken off his pursuers, Panam, who had fully unleashed his speed, drove on the main road in the wilderness with a speed limit of 11 at a speed comparable to the speed of booting up Win.

Getting closer and closer to the fleeing black luxury car in front.

Looking at the luxury car getting closer and closer, Mitsuhide thought anxiously.

Damn it, Xiaobi is in control and dares to rob my target.

No matter who you are, if I catch you I will tear your prosthetic body to the ground.

As if aware of Mitsuhide's thoughts, the vehicles in front also sped up.

But unfortunately, even if the other party reached full speed, there was no way it could outrun the vehicles of the wanderers who were trying to make a living in this barren wasteland.

The speeds of the two are still approaching at a steady rate.

Logically speaking, at this point one could pose a math problem about when Panam's car would catch up with the black luxury car.

But unfortunately, the other party did not play by the rules.

When Mitsuhide thought the other party was going to resign themselves to the fate and stop the car, the black luxury car suddenly turned its head and dived into a cactus bush on the side of the road, then took a shortcut and escaped.

"Hurry up and chase him! Don't let that bandit escape!"

Mitsuhide, who had been sitting comfortably in the passenger seat and watching the highway chase scene for a long time, became so anxious when he saw this that he almost jumped up and slammed the table.

"What mural are you talking about? I'm chasing him. He can't get away!"

Panam is in no hurry.

Although she is usually in a hurry, she is not in a hurry now.

Because the other party was pointing a gun at her.

I can't even outrun her on the road, so how can I expect to outrun her on the bad land? Is it possible?

The Rangers' car was specially modified for bad land conditions.

So, Panam's car almost chased the black car into the cactus bushes.

In the evil land created by humans, only the cacti and shrubs have seen good days.

Look at these cacti, so green and hard, standing tall, especially in this cactus forest.

The trees stood there angrily, as if venting some silent anger to the sun in the sky.

Even Mitsuhide felt a certain silent power and his breathing rate slowed down a little.

If there is an anthropologist or psychologist here, perhaps they would explain that this is a psychological remnant of the sacredness of fertility worship in primitive tribal times.

But unfortunately, time often does not give history answers.

Because of the chase and escape between the two cars, they soon rushed out of the cactus forest and arrived at a dry river under the golden sunlight.

The two cars started chasing each other again in the dry riverbed covered with pebbles. The remaining small puddles splashed with water when the tires ran over them, which was not much louder than the whimpering sound made by Saburo Arasaka before his death.

The two cars were fighting in silence, one in front and one behind. The speed of the low tires was their only weapon.

As the distance between the two cars gradually narrowed, the outcome seemed to be decided.

Abandoned houses made of steel bars and plywood are lined up along the river bank. The winding river channel seems to reveal how turbulent the river was in the past. The pebbles in the riverbed are white and smooth, like prehistoric giant eggs.

When Mitsuhide wanted to use these words to describe what he saw, the luxury car in front seemed to know that it could not escape, and it swerved sharply, splashing a pile of stones and stopped.

Things are changing.

Looking at the vehicle that had stopped and looked as if it was dead, Mitsuhide got out of the car.

at last.

He couldn't wait to uncover the mystery.

Anders, he was determined to win.

At the same time, the door of the opposite car opened.

But the person who came down was an unexpected person for Mitsuhide.

"I didn't expect it to be you."

Mitsuhide's hand gripping the knife handle froze for a moment, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

"Hello again, warrior..."

Listening to the English with a strong sushi accent, you can tell who it is without having to say anything.

That’s right, it was Saburo Arasaka’s former number one bodyguard, Goro Takemura.

It was still this guy, wearing a long black windbreaker with a white shirt underneath, his hair tied into a samurai bun, and he looked more like a samurai than Mitsuhide, Goro Takemura.

He got out of the car with his fists clenched.

There was also a samurai sword hanging around his waist, which he got from somewhere.

"Although it's nice to see you again, I still want to ask, Anders Hermann, whether the German guy with glasses was in your car."

Although he said he was happy, Mitsuhide's hand tightly gripping the hilt of the sword still gave him away.

In fact, he was still a little nervous when facing Mitsuhide.

"He is my 'guest' now..."

Goro Takemura.

The captain of Saburo Arasaka's bodyguards.

Born in a slum, he became the worst thug in Arasaka Corporation.

And now, he stood in front of Mitsuhide once again.

It is said that Stand users are attracted to each other.

Mitsuhide now had to wonder whether those holding knives would be attracted to each other.

Otherwise, how come it just so happened that Goro Takemura had the same goal as me?

As they stared at each other in silence, the atmosphere became increasingly solemn.

The focus of the picture seemed to be shifting to the knives on the two men's waists and the hands holding the knives.

......

Goro Takemura's background was not ideal.

Born in a slum, he has tasted the love of the iron fist of society since he was born.