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The hover car started.

It takes less than a second to accelerate from [-] kilometers to [-] kilometers.

Fortunately, Yang Yun got used to the previous supersonic acceleration, it was all pediatrics, and he could bear it.

Benben kept the speed at [-] kilometers per hour, very obedient.

As soon as Yang Yun's car started, all the cars started.

The roar of the engine resounds throughout the arena, which is a romance for men.

Jim Brown aimed the muzzle of his machine gun at the hover car.

"go to hell!"

The machine gun spewed out flames, and the bullets whizzed.

Benben held the steering wheel without panic, and pressed a few buttons.

Jim Brown is going to blow up.

Seeing the missiles getting bigger and bigger in front of him, Yang Yun was stunned.

"It seems like hey, I'm not nervous, I always feel that nothing will happen to the sweeping monk."

The hovering car changed its direction in the hail of bullets without haste. The speed was not fast, but none of the bullets could hit him, and none of the gunpowder could hit him.

Let alone more than 300 weapons aimed at Yang Yun, even if it was a tank, it would be smashed into a sieve under firepower. After all, someone used potassium-piercing bullets.

Could Jim Brown's side hustle be a master of human body contouring?
At a distance of [-] meters, even a target as big as a hovering car can't hit it, it's rubbish.

The cars around the suspended car avoid it, lest it will harm the fish in the pond.

"Stupid, I won't deal with these little troubles, I'll leave them to you."

Everyone became angry and vented their ammunition as if they didn't want money. Even if they knew the purpose of the levitating car, no one stopped it.

"It's okay, the sweeping monk is still lying down, what are you afraid of?"

"Da da da!"

Benben called "Wow" twice, and seemed very excited.

Seeing that the homing missile was about to hit the hovering car, his clumsy fingers fluttered. After the crackling and rhythmic sound, the speed of the hovering car exploded, passing the homing missile with a gap of ten centimeters.

The suspended car strolls in the courtyard under the hail of bullets, just like an ancient swordsman, going straight to the enemy general in the midst of thousands of troops.

"TMD, is this for real?"

Really panicked.

There was a deep pit with a diameter of 20 meters on the ground, and there were dozens of overturned cars emitting black smoke around the deep pit.
The two homing missiles did not blow up Yang Yun, but helped him kill more than 40 opponents.

. . . .

On the contrary, the cars around the suspended car suffered disasters, and innocent people were affected, and more than 20 cars exploded directly on the spot.

Yang Yun was very satisfied that he didn't feel the discomfort brought by the car.

Benben nodded, and then turned around and rushed towards the four homing missiles after gracefully flowing.

"That's something from the sweeping monk, how could it get out of control."

"Fuck, is this a movie?"

In the Yanhua live broadcast room, everyone was stunned watching this scene.

The hovering car either slowed down, accelerated, or swayed from side to side, until the barrel of Jim Brown's gun smoked, but he didn't hit a single shot.

"Ask the director of The Fast and the Furious, can this effect be achieved?"

As a result, in the remaining 400 countries, all weapons are aimed at hovering cars.

A larger mushroom cloud rose up, and the scattered radium was like meteorites falling from the sky. After landing, they blasted deep pits one after another on the ground.

"The electronic dog is out of control?"

"When did those beasts play fake games?"

"Count me in. You raise one, three, five, and I raise two, four, and six. Charge him on Sunday."

He asked Benben to play, but not to die.

"The sweeping monk is being targeted by so many weapons, why am I not nervous at all?"

"How did you become a master of human body outline?"

"Boom boom boom!"

Yanhua live broadcast room.

"Looking at the sweeping monk lying calmly on the seat, there must be no problem."

The broad road was blasted into deep pits one after another, and the bullets were nailed to the ground like nails, riddled with holes.

Yang Yun glanced at it.

"You're pretending again!"

Jim Brown apparently found this out too.

Unbeknownst to Yang Yun, he pretended to be coercive again invisibly.

"People are not as good as dogs! People are not as good as dogs!"

The ground is densely packed with bullet holes, and the suspended car is intact.

. . . .

"What are you hesitating about! Concentrate your firepower and kill him in one wave!"

It's still in the competition, can you be more serious, also, the family dog ​​wants to ask Yang Yun how many dog ​​movies, it's not what they want, it's what the dog needs.

. . . .

Jim Brown yelled.

"Kill Yang Yun! We can't let him get the first place again!"

Another seventy cars were overturned.

That's it for now.

"If you want to be so awesome, the sweeping monk is already powerful enough, and his electronic dog is also so strong."

Press the red button on the tank car, and four homing missiles roared out, heading straight for the hover car.

"As expected of a sweeping monk, I want to steal this dog. Why don't you ask the sweeping monk what color sack Benben likes at the end of the game."

Two more homing missiles were lured onto A Sanguo's ten-meter-high car, and then the A Sanguo car carrying a large amount of radium was detonated.

The suspension car drove towards the tank cars in the United States at an unhurried speed.

Yang Yun squeezed his sweat and said.

Yang Yun panicked.

Immediately, countless weapons aimed at the hovering car.

In the Yanhua live broadcast room, everyone had an idea.

"TMD, why is a dog so strong, is it because of the sweeping monk?"

More than 400 missiles, fire bombs, howitzers, incendiary hand radium, etc., all aimed at Yang Yun.

The suspended car was like a fish swimming in the water, shuttling through one car after another. Seeing that it was about to get to the first place, Jim Brown took out the loudspeaker and shouted.

Seeing the hovering car swaying towards him, Jim Brown completely lost his mind.

The American tanks carried a lot of ammunition, and some people even wanted to bomb the tanks, killing both of them.

"Yang Yun, you are dead!"

"Is it really all right? With so many weapons blasting down, the entire arena is likely to be razed to the ground, and these people may all die together."

The bullet missed, not because of the outline of Jim Brown's body, but because of his clumsy driving skills.

"Stupid, let that man with chest muscles but no head know that he is not as good as you."

Not only machine guns, but also artillery, sniper rifles and other heavy fire weapons were released.

Bullets rained, bombs flew, smoke filled the air, and gunpowder shot everywhere.

"Of course I missed it. I didn't expect the electronic dog next to the sweeping monk to be so powerful."

More and more people are planning to steal the dog, but the tense competition has not been paid attention to.

"Chut, chug!"

"You can see that the sweeping monk is so calm, there must be no problem."

After a second.

The audience in the live broadcast room heard the conversation, their heads were full of black lines.

All ammunition was aimed around the hovering car.

"Bang bang bang!"

Ben Ben turned his head to look at Yang Yun, and Yang Yun read a sentence from his wooden eyes.

The people in the live broadcast room couldn't see Yang Yun's expression, but guessed from Yang Yun's movements, it was Yang Yun who was confident and calm.

Yang Yun wasn't calm, but he couldn't stand up.

And then there was none. Then, they went to meet the great Lord.

Twenty missiles and countless bullets rushed towards the suspended car.

The two homing missiles sank into the ground at the same time, and a small mushroom cloud rose with dust.

Everyone knows how stupid he is.

Yanhua live broadcast room.

"Benben, you did a good job. I'll find you some dog movies when I have time."

A good Olympic game, like a world war, just kidding.

But thinking of the speed of the maglev car and Benben's superb driving skills, Yang Yun felt relieved.

"Stupid, have fun with them."

Thinking of the whole world broadcasting again, Yang Yun said this pretentious sentence.

Then, he saw the madness in Benben's eyes, and Yang Yun knew that he was going to vomit this time.