A black doctor from a certain American comic

but!

Even super killers who have mastered bullet time and arc shooting are actually superior to each other. .biquge

Cross is the kind of killer whose mastery of bullet time and arc shooting has reached the top level, while Firefox is a beginner or intermediate master at best.

Many of the bullets she fired were shot down by the cross. The ones that were not shot down were the kind that did not hit the Murphy Ford GT500 Cobra at all and just passed by.

This is why Cross didn't dare to hit the accelerator, tires and other places directly because his son was in the hands of Fire Fox. Otherwise, Fire Fox would have died in Cross' hands.

"Bang! Bang!"

The cross blew out the rear lights and rear window of the Firefox, Dodge Viper.

"His!"

The sound of the rear window glass shattering was so frightening that Wesley held his head and screamed!

"He's coming after him, shoot him! Kill him!"

Listening to Wesley's angry shouting, the cross in the back was so heartbroken, Fat Tiger, how long has it been since dad hit you?

Baby, dad is very disappointed in you. If you were not my biological child, I would kill you first. Do you believe it?

"Control the steering wheel!"

Firefox ignored Wesley's screams. Under Wesley's blank gaze, he calmly smashed the front window of the car, pushed down the windshield, climbed out, hooked one foot on the steering wheel, and One foot was hooked on the car window, her back was lying on the hood, her legs were widely spread, and a pair of slender, round and toned legs slightly clamped Wesley's head, not caring about the exposed scenery under her skirt, and spread her legs The steering wheel was handed to Wesley.

Here comes the knowledge point again. The way Firefox is holding Wesley's head slightly is the legendary look of confusion!

Firefox held a 1911 in one hand and a 16mm automatic rifle in the other hand, and fired fiercely at the cross.

In the killer industry, software is of course important, but hardware is equally important. Both hands must be grasped, and both hands must be hard. Only by having both soft and hard skills can one be the strongest.

Now Cross was outgunned by Firefox.

Already chasing not far behind Mindy's Cross, he heard the sound of heavy firepower accompanying the Firefox, and then there was a crackling sound from his Ford GT500 Cobra, and he beat his chest in pain.

The windshield was definitely shattered, and the decorations inside were probably pretty much damaged as well.

Damn it, my heart hurts so much!

That's my car. It's a new car that I haven't driven a few times, and it's been beaten into pieces by you like this?

Even though he now has a better old second-hand Chevrolet, it was his first car in the world after all, and it was still a sports car, and he cherished it!

Fortunately, the modifications that Michaela planned to carry out on it were still being designed, otherwise Murphy would have died of heartache today.

On one hand, Wesley grabbed the steering wheel of the Dodge Viper with his right hand to avoid the car in the opposite lane, and on the other hand, he grabbed the other steering wheel.

Well, the steering wheel is very delicate and smooth, and it feels very good in the hand. Just by looking at it, Wesley realized that this is definitely a super-performance sports car.

(Murphy, please tell me where can I buy this kind of luxury sports car? I will pay double the price!)

Gradually, Wesley started bleeding from his nose.

"I've been too angry recently. Maybe I need to ask that Doctor Mo to prescribe some medicine for me!" Wesley wiped the nosebleed with his hand. "Although the medicine he prescribed has no effect on my panic disorder at all, it is used to eliminate it." Fire energy is quite useful!"

Wesley, who was driving two supercars at the same time, was inevitably a little distracted and almost hit the vehicle in front of him several times.

"Pay attention!" Firefox clamped Wesley's head with his legs.

"Okay! ok!" Wesley quickly gathered his thoughts and concentrated on driving the car speeding on the road. As for the other car, he was not in a hurry to drive it later!

"!" Mindy, who had been concentrating on driving the Ford GT500 Cobra, suddenly cursed.

"What's wrong?" Cross asked in confusion while firing.

"My brother is catching up!" Mindy said depressedly. The reason she didn't take Murphy with her in front of the pharmacy was because she didn't want him to get involved in such a dangerous thing. Unexpectedly, Murphy ran over on his own.

Moreover, he was driving the Ford GT500 Cobra, which is a supercar, at the limit. How on earth did he catch up with a Chevrolet that was so dilapidated that it was almost scrapped?

This is not scientific at all!

Mindy had no idea that Murphy's hands were not on the steering wheel at all.

Murphy, you are already a mature Chevrolet, and it is almost mature, so you should learn to run it by yourself.

Bumblebee meow meow?

"Your brother? The son of Dr. Mo and his wife?" Cross Cross and Murphy's parents are very good friends. The reason why Mingdi was able to worship Cross Cross as her teacher and learn killer skills, bullet time and arc shooting from him is because of Mo Fei. Non-parent referrals.

"That's right!" Mindy said through the front view mirror, "That's him on top of the shabby Chevrolet behind!"

Through the front-view mirror, Cross saw a man behind him who was beating his feet and chest, and was about to cry like a fat man weighing more than 200 pounds. Is this the son of Dr. Mo and his wife?

I'm afraid he's not a fool, is he?

The position of the cross and the fire fox are getting closer and closer. After all, the fire fox is too far away from the cross. There is also Mindy, a new force who is afraid of delaying too long and letting Murphy get involved, so he drives and fires at the fire fox. Even if the fire fox's fierce hands Fighting Cross and Mindy with two guns, a short and powerful 1911, and a long, thick and powerful 16 automatic rifle, gradually disappeared.

After all, Mindy is also a super killer who has mastered bullet time and arc shooting. In a real one-on-one competition with Firefox, who can beat the other!

The two cars were performing a coquettish move in front, and Murphy was even more coquettish here. He covered his heart with a look of despair. He was mourning his cute, charming and sexy car, and there was no one watching the steering wheel. But the speed and movement of the car are even more impressive than those of Cross and Firefox!

The two sides were getting closer and closer, but unfortunately before the cross could smile, an accident happened.

A bunch of police cars were blocked in front, and there were also faint shadows of heavy-duty explosion-proof vehicles.

Firefox smiled, climbed back into the car window, slapped away Wesley, who was holding the steering wheel in a dazed manner, and then staged a death drift, leading Wesley past the police blockade.

……

"Get out of the car!" Firefox's words were so crisp and concise,

Wesley obeyed and got out of the car.

"Promise me that you will never let anyone else control your steering wheel, okay?" Before Fire Fox could speak again, Wesley suddenly held Fire Fox's shoulders, looked at Fire Fox sincerely, and said with a very serious expression.

Firefox "Meow meow meow?"

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