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Chapter 182, Tauren army VS delaying daily life?

On the streets of the main road of Gotham City in the dark night, a Hercules car, as violent as a Hummer and as cool as a supercar, was galloping wildly. The road ahead was slowly, and only three heavy trucks were running wildly. The rear of the car was bursting from time to time, and a large number of bullets attacked the rear.

However, neither the five-mm caliber bullet nor the slightly thick assault rifle special bullet could cause any damage to this Hercules car. Even in the later stage, a masked man was erecting a crane gun on the truck, and the shell shot could not penetrate even the thickness of a layer of skin. That's why three trucks had been easily destroyed and are now surrounded by a bunch of policemen.

"Rocket! Why are you still standing there? Get on the rocket!"

It was almost time for a while that, a rocket with a red tail flame shot towards the Hercules car!

There was only a harsh friction sound, the high-ranking special tires were wheeled horizontally, and the huge armored body was floating horizontally like a help from the gods. With a whoosh, the rocket directly passed through the empty place and headed straight towards the group of police cars behind!

"boom!"

There were thousands of exclamations, but the rockets magically exploded in the air. For a moment, many policemen frantically changed their directions, but they all became unnecessary movements. The sound of crashes came one after another. Although the rockets failed to hit, they successfully interfered with the police's pursuit.

"Um"

A sluggish and low voice flowed quietly in the sealed cabin of Hercules.

"Wow, it's so dangerous."

At the same time, on the top of a tall building next to this main road, the young man wiped his head with non-existent sweat and expressed his extremely pretentious feeling: "What does it mean to be idle and look for trouble? What does it mean to be born in euthanasia and die in distress? Audience, please watch tonight's special show, Bruce Wayne Cospy Season 8 Episode 12! In this episode, Bat Superman San wants to vs. the bank kidnapper who drives heavy trucks, the time for philosophy has come!"

After saying this, he frowned and muttered, "No, this really makes me look like a villain. No, no, after all, I am also a policeman now, so I can't do this."

After saying that, he glanced at the rooftop opposite thoughtfully.

The fleeting figure was not the familiar red figure, but the girl who also loved strange clothes and was wearing black tights was indeed peeping at this moment.

"Okay, so it's better for me to keep up."

After muttering this, the next second, he had disappeared directly at the top of the building. The night and dark clouds gathered together. Who can know where he was at this time?

"What are you!?"

Arrive in front of Hercules car.

Facing the figure suddenly appeared in front of the street, the driver had no other way except for one move.

He fucked him directly!

The driver even started the nitrogen acceleration without hesitation, and the red tail flame sprayed out of about a meter in length. The Hercules car's speed suddenly reached an extreme peak. With the rapid speed of the sports car and the impact force of the heavy armored vehicle, it rushed towards Solan fiercely!

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, many people closed their eyes for the three heavy trucks in front or the police cars in the back.

Solan grabbed the Batmobile's chassis tightly, and his arms rounded, throwing it all forward!

At that time, the nitrogen acceleration was at full speed!

With a loud bang, the moment when no one could react, the Batmobile charged fiercely and the whole car soared and rushed directly into the carriage of the heavy truck nearest!

The next second, the entire truck was torn to pieces!

Screams, exclamations, and the angry scolding of Hercules drivers, sounded and heard one after another!

And the real perpetrator has already escaped.

Solan's running speed was extremely fast. He ran from the main road to the side of the road and jumped onto a skyscraper. It took only a minute and a second to go. When he relaxed and looked down at the ground leisurely, the black Hercules car barely drove over and continued to chase forward.

Following closely behind were police cars that had become very few, and a heavy truck that turned into a raging fire.

It was not until then that Solan blew a melodious whistle and took out a cigar provided by Alfred and lit it slowly.

The melodious whistle spread all over the world, and even when he inhaled a breath of smoke, it still did not stop.

Because of the job, another person took over.

"You really never bothered me, it's not too much trouble~"

An extremely tall girl appeared behind him, and when the sound rang, the Scottish bagpipe stopped singing.

"Well, aren't you?"

Solan exhaled a sip of tobacco in an understatement: "I smelled you five hundred yards away."

The next second, he continued to chuckle, "Of course, there are also the movements you are looking at yourself now."

The girl snorted coldly: "For non-human creatures hunted by their noses, if you don't even have this instinct, you can go home and rest directly. Tell me, zombie Solan, don't you want to be in Gotham again, why are you back?"

On the main road downstairs, orange street lights illuminate everything. Police cars were gathering near the heavy trucks that were on fire, and groups of police officers flocked out like ants. Behind the rear, fire trucks and helicopters were coming quickly, while police officers had already flew forward with the batmobile.

"You need to ask your man to make something for me."

After taking the last few puffs of cigarettes, Solan stepped on it and stretched his waist.

"My man? Hey zombie Solan, don't make a name for me." However, the girl behind denied this title and chuckled: "I'm always me, including looking for men. Bruce Wayne's naive love history is really not taken seriously by me."

Solan faced the street, took out his mobile phone, and pointed directly at the local news in Gotham City. What just happened has not been reported yet, but there were already tens of thousands of comments and replies a little half an hour earlier. The helicopter's downward photos were placed on the top. Look at this time, isn't it time for Gao Tan to talk about the citizens playing with their mobile phones on the way off work?

"You learned it very much like her."

After a moment of silence, Solan spoke: "She was just at Gotham Airport. Maybe she is still there now, maybe she has already flew to New York, so why not meet?"

After the counterattack was successful, the girl behind became silent, but she immediately returned to her surface calmness and smiled relaxedly and comfortably: "That's great. Maybe I can stop her and then the three of them will have a bed together tonight? How about it, zombie Solan, do you want to give it a try?"

Solan was too lazy to say a word to her, but just waved his hands behind her.

The next second, the source of the odor was gone, leaving only a little body fragrance scattering around.

"Tsk tsk."

Solan shook his head: "Young man now, tsk tsk."

Forget it, he gently jumped off this Gothic skyscraper.

A hundred meters away was fleeting, and the movement of his feet landing silently, and pedestrians on the street didn't even notice him. This was just next to the main road of the incident. People didn't have time to take photos, so how could they look back?

But Solan didn't plan to watch the excitement. He was just waiting for his phone to ring.

Sure enough, after another moment, the phone rang.

"Hey, little b?"

The opposite side was about to speak, but Solan choked violently.

"cough"

The sound on the opposite side is very unnatural, which is normal. Anyone who is suddenly playing the speed game will be a little confused.

"Well, where are you now?"

Solan looked around and smiled: "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, go home for dinner immediately, I'll pay my respects."

"How many times have you said you are not allowed to call me"

Before the playboy could finish his words, Solan hung up the phone.

The next second, the crime scene had nothing to do with him.
Chapter completed!
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