Chapter 448 [The painting style is wrong]

The motorcycle ran past the road, but Chen Xiaolian made a decision: slow down and stop!

As the tires pulled out a long black mark on the road ground, Chen Xiaolian stopped the car.

At this moment, he was about twenty meters away from the young man.

Taking off his helmet, Chen Xiaolian still straddled the car and just looked at the other person.

Chen was also looking at Chen Xiaolian.

Both of them had a very calm expression, but their eyes were different.

It took ten seconds before Chen Xiaolian spoke.

His first words were not "Who are you?" or "You want to take a ride?"

But...

"I really want to see you."

Chen smiled.

I have to say that when Superman's appearance makes him smile, such a smile is particularly charming.

Bright blonde hair, sapphire eyes, and a smile on the corner of his mouth.

When Chen Xiaolian wrote a novel, he used adjectives like "evil charm" countless times. In fact, Chen Xiaolianzi didn't know what the so-called evil smile should look like.

But today, at this moment, looking at the smile on Chen's face, Chen Xiaolian suddenly realized that he had found the answer.

"It's on the Wailing Wall." Chen Xiaolian's tone was very cautious, and he looked carefully, and said in a low voice: "I'm sure I've seen you at the Wailing Wall. Many girls are looking for you to take photos. I was standing not far from you at that time."

Chen shrugged his shoulders and still looked at Chen Xiaolian, with a hint of scrutiny in his eyes: "Why did you park?"

Chen Xiaolian smiled: "You are stopping the car. I stopped, but you asked me why."

Chen seemed to sigh: "Normal people will not stop at this time."

Chen Xiaolian also smiled bitterly: "I think it's no difference if I stop or stop. Since you stop, if you stop, you will probably have to do it."

The two of them smiled at each other, and they all started to laugh.

"Let's get to know me, my name is Chen." Chen took a few steps, naturally and generously stretched out his hand to Chen Xiaolian.

Chen Xiaolian didn't hesitate, and jumped off the motorcycle and reached out to hold the other person.

"Chen Xiaolian."

"Interesting name."

Chen Xiaolian stretched his head and looked at the Bentley Continental behind Chen: "What's wrong with your car?"

"It's a tire blown." Chen's tone was very plain: "This is an accident."

Chen Xiaolian stared at the Bentley car for several times. He clearly saw bullet marks on the wheels, so he smiled bitterly: "It seems that it's not an accident."

He paused. He frowned: "Why don't you change a car? Didn't you bring spare equipment?"

Chen seemed to be stunned for a moment. He thought for a while and shook his head: "It seems that I haven't had the habit of bringing spare equipment for a long time."

"Do you don't have a storage watch?"

"There were some in the past and there were many at home. But now I never wear them."

Strange guy.

Chen Xiaolian made an evaluation of Chen in his heart.

"What should we do now?" Chen Xiaolian looked at Chen: "A fight? You won, snatch my motorcycle away?"

Chen suddenly laughed: "Why do you have such an idea?"

"This is a copy, we are all awakened people." Chen Xiaolian grabbed his hair: "You stop me halfway and need transportation, so shouldn't we fight next?"

Chen nodded in a serious tone: "That's right. Actually, if you didn't take the initiative to stop the car just now, I would really attack you."

OK, that's the truth.

"Then, let's do it." Chen Xiaolian spread his hands, took a step back, and moved his shoulders and wrists: "I'm short of time, let's fight quickly... Although you look pretty good, since you are all in the dungeon, there's nothing you can do."

Chen stared at Chen Xiaolian, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became stronger and stronger: "Why must we fight?"

"Because you want a motorcycle, and I only have this motorcycle."

Chen smiled. When he smiled, his sapphire-like eyes seemed to be able to shine.

He asked Chen Xiaolian a question gently. It was this question that made Chen Xiaolian suddenly speechless.

"Is the back seat of your motorcycle just a decoration?"

Chen Xiaolian: “…………”

After a few seconds, he pointed at his motorcycle incredibly: "You mean..."

"You drive. I'll just sit in the back seat." Chen's smile smelled a little lazy: "Or if you don't like to carry people, I'll drive. You can sit in the back."

Chen Xiaolian was confused.

Really confused!

He really wanted to grab the other person's neck and shake it hard: This is the dungeon world! It is the dungeon world that is to the death!!

If you say such words, don’t you think the style is wrong?!

Really...a real man?!

...

"Call the Sky Eye, Team C has been on the way to Route 4. Mission intercepting participants heading to Tel Aviv."

"I received the Heavenly Eye, please say."

"Team C received it, the surveillance screen is in, the target is searching..."

After a few seconds...

"Called to the Sky Eye, searched for a suspicious target, heading north along Highway 4, heading towards Tel Aviv, suspected of being a participant in the game, and requesting attack authorization."

"The sky eye has received it, authorized to confirm, and can open fire and attack freely. The target is to eliminate other non-party game participants."

"Team C received the authorization confirmation, the target has been locked, the drone has made the target's real-time monitoring screen, the target is being conveyed... Attack preparation, 5, 4, 3... etc.! Attack canceled! Attack canceled! Repeat! Attack canceled!"

"Team C, what are you doing? Why cancel the attack?!"

"The target person...and, and...with the group leader."

"What, what?!"

"Repeat, confirm the target, be with the leader... Oh my God, the leader is riding a motorcycle, the leader is sitting behind and holding the leader's waist!!"

“…………”

...

On the top floor of a building in Jerusalem, a team member wearing a thorny protective suit took off his headset in a daze.

"I'm not dreaming, am I?"

...

"I said, can you stop driving so fast!"

"Just hug it tight!"

"You're not afraid of this car blowing up!"

"It's not yours anyway."

"……Oh shit."

...

When Roddy bit Jojo's arm, Jojo could feel Roddy's teeth pierced his skin and blood flowed.

The green mucus flowing out of Roddy's mouth stained his wound without reservation.

At this moment, Qiao Qiao's heart suddenly sank!

After a moment of dazed, Qiao Qiao burst out with strength and threw Roddy out with a shoulder-length drop.

Roddy fell to the ground, panting. The green light in his eyes dimmed a little, and he struggled desperately: "Joe, Qiao Qiao... Run, hurry up... I. I can't control..."

Qiao Qiao stood silently holding the wall, looking at Roddy with a complicated look: "It's too late... I've been infected by you."

Roddy took a deep breath, and suddenly, he pulled out a pistol from his waist and pressed his temple!

Jojo's face changed and he flew over, kicked Rody on the wrist before Rody pulled the trigger, kicked the gun away!

"What are you doing!"

"Of course I committed suicide." Roddy snorted, with guilt in her eyes: "I...I don't want to be an enemy of my teammates, and I don't want to hurt you, but I have infected you...I don't want to infect others again! You can't bear to attack me, I will do it myself!"

As he said that, Roddy struggled for a moment, flew over, trying to grab the gun on the ground. Qiao Qiao quickly took two steps forward, strangled Roddy's shoulder, and then suddenly raised his hand. A knee hit Roddy's back neck...
To be continued...