Starting from the Dragon Clan

Chapter 148 Speed

On the busy street, a few cars shuttled between the traffic. If you add a song "Superstar" by Saliva, the classic feeling will come.

As a result, heavy metal-style sound waves sounded in the car, accompanied by the galloping Hummer, the male voice "now has come the day that i take the lead and i make you follow" is particularly powerful and fitting, which makes people's adrenaline soar .

"What? This is the soundtrack from "Fast and Furious 1", it just fits our current situation, doesn't it?" Mo Qiuran shook the phone in his hand and said to the people in the car who were looking at him, there was nothing wrong with it Feeling that I am out of place, from the tone of my voice, it sounds like I am blaming others for not knowing how to appreciate it, "You must have an artistic talent! Only in this way can you have sufficient inspiration when creating! Do you know why so many writers often go out to collect materials? That's why, of course, 21 videos updated in one year don't count!"

"Student, let's not talk about whether the source material is true or not, whoever updates 21 videos a year is called an eunuch, not an author?" Fingel said.

Yuanzhi students choose not to listen to their words, and don’t try to understand their brain circuits if they don’t want to become like neuropathy. For example, try to figure out how they can still think of playing music and then chatting under the current situation of being chased. Going to the novel and then to the video... It's simply outrageous!
Is this the happy world of psychos?Because brain circuits are never on business?It's really enviable...ah no, it's really disgusting!

"Let my family control the roads, and let them arrange a nearby place where they can quickly clear the field. These people want to make trouble so quickly, and they don't pay attention to us at all!" Yuan Zhisheng said to Sakura.

"Yes!" Sakura nodded and started to make a call, but there was a blind voice on the phone.

"The signal is blocked." Sakura glanced at the sign showing no signal on the phone and said.

"Let's get out of the car and fight!" Mo Qiuran said excitedly.

While saying this, a gunshot sounded, and a white mark appeared on the glass, but it did not shatter.

"Unless it is necessary, you must not use the power of speech in front of ordinary people. I believe all commissioners should understand this." Yuan Zhisheng said after glancing at the white spot.

"So even if your car is bulletproof, why are you being beaten in vain?" Mo Qiuran asked.

"Of course not, you can take a look at the rain cloth on the third row of the rear seat." Yuan Zhisheng said.

Hearing this, Mo Qiuran turned around and pulled up the thick layer of azure rainproof cloth, the neon lights outside the car shone in, and the colorful light refracted on the metal textured weapon exposed after losing the rainproof cloth's cover, giving birth to a chill of gloss.

"Not bad! It's kind of interesting!" Mo Qiuran whistled.

It was an individual missile and three military shotguns, plus two precision shooting rifles and automatic rifles that Mo Qiuran could not recognize, and a box of grenades and various bullets. There was also a pistol, but there was no need to mention it anyway. Mo Qiuran didn't know him either... You know, he was only a high school student half a month ago!

What?will use?There is no need to contact if you know the model and know how to use it! (righteous)
It's hard to imagine that they have been accompanied by munitions of this size before, and it is thanks to a Hummer with enough space that it can hold munitions of this size.

"Of course, our family often needs to deal with some fierce gang struggles. Sometimes, even the name of our family may not be easy to deal with some lunatics, or there are some Deadpool and the like that need heavy firepower to solve... What are you doing!" Yuan Zhisheng suddenly saw through the rearview mirror that Mo Qiuran carried the individual missile into his hand.

"One shot into the soul! This is a good thing!" Mo Qiuran patted the thing and said cheerfully.

"Put that thing back, things haven't reached that point yet! If rockets are used in the center of Tokyo, our arrest warrant will hit the headlines tomorrow!"

Yuan Zhisheng's face turned livid. Originally, he planned to use this pile of ammunition to scare Mo Qiuran and others, but it turns out that as a normal person, one should never expect a neurotic reaction!

"Ah? Could it be that with the power of the Japanese branch in Japan, there is no way to revoke even a wanted warrant? That's really regrettable. I thought you could control the succession of the Japanese emperor with all your hands and eyes..." Mo Qiuran was full Said with regret.

"Students, the Emperor of Japan is completely a mascot these days, and the Japanese cabinet ministers and prime ministers are the powerful figures!" Fingel reminded.

"So that's how it is!" Mo Qiuran suddenly realized, and looked at Yuan Zhisheng, "So can you control the election of cabinet ministers and prime ministers? Logically, it should be possible, right?"

Yuan Zhisheng: "..."

We still need to be gangsters if we can?Why don't we just clean up and become Prime Minister?
Also, can you put the individual missile back when you talk about these things every day?

Just as he was thinking about this, the Hummer driven by Sakura let out a beast-like roar, and the feeling of pushing back came instantly, and the whole car sounded forward in an instant, avoiding the pincer attack of the two cars on both sides.

"There are five cars in total, with privacy protection film. I don't know how many people there are." When Sakura was talking, she slammed the steering wheel and directly smashed a car that was catching up to the wall, and turned her head upside down. There was a loud collision, and she said coldly, "Four cars."

"It's sweet and sweet! Mr. Zhisheng, if this kind of girl misses it, she will regret it for a lifetime!" Mo Qiuran's voice of advice came, accompanied by Finger's nodding and "extremely extremly" echo.

Yuan Zhisheng can only choose to pretend that he didn't hear it. It's best not to talk to these damned psychopaths.
So he opened the co-pilot's storage box, took out a pistol from it, and fired at a car that was approaching rapidly.The car glass is also bulletproof, but the gun in Yuan Zhisheng's hand is also specially made, he uses armor-piercing bullets!
Yuan Zhisheng didn't look back, he stretched out his hand and shot backwards, accompanied by loud gunshots, when the two cars fired while the two cars were moving, all the bullets fired were concentrated on one point!
Even bulletproof glass has an upper limit. When the glass shattered, the last bullet hit the driver's forehead directly. The next second, the car lost control and crashed into other places. The series of bombardments made the adrenaline soar.

"Classic car battle! Accurate marksmanship! I like it!" Mo Qiuran applauded, "It's my turn, open the sunroof!"

At this time, the violent gunshots came, perhaps the enemy finally realized that what they were chasing was not a group of ordinary people, but the special commissioner of the Kassel College Headquarters and the people who could be arranged to protect these people. The vehicle and the car that was shot down after several consecutive shots have already illustrated this point, so the windows of the cars behind were opened, and several armed men who were wrapped up and down without any exposed skin held various guns and fired at the Humvee , directly turning this place into a Syrian battlefield.

There was a tinkling sound from the rear window of the Hummer, and white flowers bloomed on the glass, and then were covered by the next one, like snowflakes, which turned into a vast expanse of white in an instant.

When a bullet can break through this snowflake-like glass, life will also pass away. Those people's marksmanship is not as bad as the original, but the quantitative change has become a qualitative change. As their bulletproof glass is broken It's just a matter of time!

"Do you still want to drive now?" Yuan Zhisheng was not in a hurry, but asked with a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth and a hint of teasing.

"Of course!" Mo Qiuran picked up the precision shooting rifle from the back seat, "I like to challenge the hail of bullets the most!"

"...I don't advocate this kind of behavior of sending you to death." Yuan Zhisheng was stunned and replied aggrievedly. Originally, he wanted to hear Mo Qiuran's words of cowardice and then giving up, but he didn't expect... This is really what it is Crazy!
Then he realized that there were many things that he didn't expect.

such as--

"Forget it, I'll do it myself!" Mo Qiuran stretched out his hand and put it on the sunroof of the car.

"The skylight is also made of the same bulletproof glass and it's even thicker. You can't open it unless we open it..." Yuan Zhisheng heard a clicking sound when he was talking.

His words stopped suddenly, and he turned his head to look at Mo Qiuran.

Mo Qiuran's hands are slender and white, but they can still be seen to be strong and strong. However, no matter how strong they are, it will not cause the current situation. Yuan Zhisheng just saw Mo Qiuran sticking his hand on the skylight and not moving , Countless cracks spread out on the skylight that he said was "solid" with his palm as the center!

When Yuan Zhisheng said that the sunroof was strong, Finger and Chu Zihang silently moved towards the door. They all saw the smile on Mo Qiuran's face. They all knew that Mo Qiu Rye is generally very interested in strong things... this interest means trying to see how "sturdy" this thing is!

After all, he was a fierce man who had to redecorate the equipment department twice after visiting the ice cellar twice!
This guy's code name is Husky!

It can be said that taking things apart is a kind of fun for him!

"Hmm...it doesn't seem to be as strong as you said." Mo Qiuran stared at the shattered skylight, which was still in a broken state, but it was just barely there.

Yuan Zhisheng: "!!!"

He didn't know how Mo Qiuran did it. Didn't the hand look like it was just placed on it without moving?

Just as he was about to speak, time stopped.

In this part of Japan, the word time stop always seems to carry some special meaning...but not this time.

It's just that the world in Mo Qiuran's eyes is still.

Because, at this moment, his speed has reached an unimaginable level.

This is a high speed that even Hilbert Jean Angers, the fastest hybrid recognized in the hybrid world, can't see clearly, so in contrast, in Mo Qiuran's vision, everything stops, only him walk alone!
The ultimate speed represents the ultimate destructive power.

What Mo Qiuran did was very simple, he just put his hand on the skylight, pressed it down, and then relaxed back, that's all.

Then there is a terrible phenomenon... called resonance.

Resonance can even easily destroy a sea-crossing bridge. Just a special bulletproof glass skylight is just a trivial matter!

This is because Mo Qiuran is not proficient enough to use the [Quick Silver] ability except for the high-speed movement of the hand while other parts are in a normal state. It took a little time to find the real resonance frequency.

In short, the broken bulletproof glass completely shattered in the last vibration of Mo Qiuran, but the shattered glass just stood still in mid-air and did not fall. Mo Qiuran untied the seat belt slowly, holding the precision gun Rifle stood up, broke through the skylight, looked around, pulled away a few bullets slowly, and let out a "wow" in admiration.

This is a beautiful scene. There is no doubt that when everything is still, it is like traveling in the world of photos, and a wonderful feeling arises from the heart.

Only light can still faithfully enter Mo Qiuran's retina, and then image and react.

So... what if it was at the same speed as light, or faster than light, at a speed that light can't catch up with?
What would it be like...?
In the still world, Mo Qiuran thought about this scientific question for a while, and finally chose to give up.

There will be opportunities in the future, but definitely not now.

It is said that when the speed is faster than the speed of light, you can travel through time, and time is so scary that Mo Qiuran doesn't even dare to think about it.

There are too many examples of speedsters playing with time and then being played by time... Whether it is true or not, at least now Mo Qiuran has nothing to do through time.

What's more, he is still far away from the speed of light!
So, he finally cleared his mind, took out the precision shooting rifle, put it in order, moved a few bullets away impatiently, took aim, and fired.

The movements are slow and smooth, like a waiter who serves the guests, but he looks a little too handsome.

This dish is called death.

When the trigger is pulled, the bullet is slowed down to almost a standstill the moment it completely leaves the barrel. Mo Qiuran is not surprised by this. Kuaiyin's ability is extremely fast, and it can also increase the speed of the object it touches, so , it's not so much speed... Mo Qiuran thinks it's more time.

The bullet is normal in the precision shooting rifle held by Mo Qiuran, so it can be fired normally, and the moment it comes out of the chamber, it will be out of the "accelerated" state.

Mo Qiuran pressed the still button on everything, and everyone was a still target in front of him!

A total of sixteen shots were fired, and there was no gunshot, because Mo Qiuran's speed was much faster than the sound.

After everything was done, he put away his gun, sat back in the car, and even moved the shards of glass to prevent them from hitting Chu Zihang and Fingel on both sides.

Then, the screen finally moved.

In what sounded like a single shot to others.

All the armed men who exposed their heads were shot between the eyebrows and killed immediately!
This is extreme speed!
　Ulla!late

　　
　
(End of this chapter)