Man In American Comics: Start Regenerative Healing Factor

On the other side, the frozen Warehouse deep in the alley.

The flames here have been extinguished, and the twisted shapeshifting iron door lies quietly on the ground in the distance, and there is only a huge blackened hole where the Warehouse's original iron door was.

Several gangsters with guns walked into the frozen Warehouse quickly, and saw charred corpses and gun remains everywhere on the warehouse Curry, with limbs and pieces of meat scattered all over the floor. I don’t know if it was pork or something else. The smell of burnt flesh filled the air.

A man looked at the ruins and finally found something. He immediately walked to the corner and turned a corpse over.

What came into view was a severely burned face.

Through the contours and features of the face, the men could barely recognize that the other party was the person they were looking for. Suddenly, his expression changed drastically, his hands trembled uncontrollably, and the last thing he wanted to see happened.

Realizing the seriousness of the matter, the man took out his mobile phone and made a call.

"Vladimir, there is indeed a problem with the trading place tonight. There was an explosion in the Warehouse. All the people in Jinbin died, and none of our people survived. Your brother Anatoly... ..died."

After speaking, there was no response from the other end of the phone.

The man didn't dare to hang up the phone, so he could only wait patiently.

Finally, a hoarse voice came slowly: "Who is the murderer?"

The man replied tremblingly: "When we arrived at the scene, we found two suspicious people. They were probably the ones who made the explosion..."

"Catch them for me!!!"

The uncontrollable roar broke out suddenly, directly interrupting the man's words.

Even through the phone, the man could still feel Vladimir's monstrous anger, and he yelled at him through the phone like crazy: "Send everyone out! Those two damn murderers must be caught! I want Alive!! I fucking want to live!!"

"Boom!"

Along with the loud bang from the other end of the phone, there was only a busy tone on the phone.

The man put away the phone with lingering fear, he knew that this time the matter had become serious.

You know, the person in charge of this transaction is Vladimir's younger brother.

The death of Anatoly drove the leader of the Russian Ross gang completely crazy! !

The man took a deep breath.

Then, he told the others:

"Call all the members of the gang, we must catch those two people!"

"Remember, you have to live!"

 …

Da da da da da da! !

Deafening and dense gunshots sounded, and Lu Chuang pulled the trigger continuously against the bullet rain.

But in the face of a fast-moving motorcycle, his gun's muzzle was a little bit broken, and the bullets didn't know where to go, but the opponent's bullets hit him with blood.

Taking advantage of Lu Chuang standing in front of him, Frank calmly raised the muzzle of his gun and killed the gangster holding a submachine gun with one shot. Regardless of the oncoming motorcycle, Frank hit the driver with another shot.

"Boom!"

The out-of-control motorcycle fell to the ground, coasted a few meters away, and hit the wall laterally.

At the moment, the smoke in the alley began to dissipate, and Yingying Zhuozhuo's figure was rapidly approaching.

"Go check the car!" Frank growled.

He quickly changed the clips, and he took Browning and fired wildly into the alley, so as to hold back the pursuers.

Lu Chuang understood what Frank meant and immediately ran to the location of the motorcycle.

After the impact just now, the surface of the motorcycle was slightly damaged, but fortunately the important parts were not damaged. Lu Chuang set up the motorcycle and sat on the driver's seat.

Frank backed away in Lu Chuang's direction while shooting at the alley.

Counting the number of bullets in the magazine, Frank turned and sat directly on the rear seat of the motorcycle just before the magazine was emptied.

However, Lu Chuang did not drive immediately.

Lu Chuang turned his head in embarrassment and looked at Frank: "Sorry, I forgot, I don't seem to have driven a motorcycle before."

Frank: "..."

To say that Frank is really a tough guy, in the face of this situation, he can still maintain a deadpan expression.

Then, he asked a very fatal question.

"You can't drive, why should you sit in the driver's seat?"

"...instinctive reaction."

"..."

The gangsters in the rear had already caught up, and the two had no time to change positions.

Frank gritted his teeth and roared, "Drive!"

Hearing Frank's words, Lu Chuang stopped hesitation and twisted the accelerator handle suddenly.

"Then show your shame!"

The roar of the engine suddenly exploded!

The motorcycle started instantly with a whoosh, and the strong inertia almost threw Frank out.

In less than half a second, the motorcycle rushed into the road, directly throwing off the group of gangsters who had just reached the entrance of the alley.

The so-called step on the accelerator to the end, and leave the rest to God.

At the moment, Lu Chuang can be said to have brought this sentence into full play.

Because this guy was almost blinded by the strong wind, he instinctively grasped the grip of the motorcycle.

And Frank in the back seat is holding on to the rear seat armrest of the motorcycle.

It seemed that there was only the whistling wind in his ears, and Frank looked at the scene passing by quickly, even with Frank's strong psychological quality, he couldn't control his heartbeat at this moment.

To be honest, Frank regretted it a bit.

It's not that I regret why I let Lu Chuang drive.

I just regret, why did I get in this car...

Is it not good to live?

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