Five hundred and twentieth chapters Alaba Huke
Touching the image of Guan Gong that was so hot that it was hot, Hao Ren's eyes were already shining with excitement.
Legend balance: 100014
It only has 14 extra points, but it is enough to draw a prize.
Huh ~
Let’s draw, fantasy skills.
"Ding, you can choose among the following three fantasy techniques."
"You can choose Fantasy Skill 1: 2D space, and open up a 10-meter x 10-meter alien space at will, and you can carry any non-living object."
"You can choose Fantasy Skill 2: Plasticine Bomb, the ability to use Plasticine to create biological bombs, similar to Deidara in Naruto."
"You can choose Fantasy Skill 3: Soaring Wings. Just hold two things like wings and you can perform anti-physical flights."
Hao Ren can exchange one of the three, including plasticine bombs and the 2D space, which appeared last time he saved up enough 100,000 legends, but that time he chose the Holographic Eye, which he thought was more valuable in his opinion.
Without the Holographic Eye, he would not have been able to still be able to act easily when facing so many top international killers.
By the way, although Hao Ren is still on Ou Island, there are almost no one who dares to assassinate him. He has completely taken care of his food and avoided being poisoned.
There is no doubt that all three skills are magical skills.
Hao Ren is eager to draw skills because he will go to Brunei to do something next. If we look at it from a lethal point of view, there is no doubt that he should choose a plasticine bomb.
But the problem is that except for his great use in Brunei, he may not use this skill again in his life.
After all, he is a policeman, a politician, and not a professional terrorist.
The wings of Soaring are very practical. After all, flying is a beautiful dream for mankind, but this flight seems to be of little use to him when he goes to Brunei.
Finally, after struggling for several minutes, Hao Ren chose the two-dimensional space.
The skill of the second dimension space is undoubtedly very practical. With this, he can bring a room of arms to Brunei, and the power may not be much weaker than that of the plasticine bomb. Moreover, this skill should also be able to perform miraculous effects in his future life.
At least it can make him more convenient.
More than ten minutes later, Wang Fengyi returned after transferring the money, and Hao Ren also took a shower. Needless to say, a rain of Wushan.
Hao Ren stayed on Ao Island for three days and lived a three-day life of luxury.
Three days later, Wang Fengyi went to the mainland, and Hao Renze sneaked back to Hong Kong Island first and found the underground arsenal of Mingxin Hospital.
After Johnnie Wang's death, the group of people, birds and beasts scattered, and no one had ever thought about this batch of arms again. The police always wanted to transfer the batch of arms, but after all, there was a hospital above, and they were always worried about social panic and never found a suitable opportunity. They happened to be packed and taken away by Hao Ren.
Then I went to Malay by plane.
After leaving the airport, Hao Ren stretched beautifully and showed a free and unrestrained smile in the sunshine.
Hao Ren spent money to buy a very authentic religious outfit in the store, wrapped his head with a headscarf, then wore sunglasses and glued a beard.
It is normal to dress on the street, but even those who are familiar with Hao Ren promise not to recognize him.
Then he turned to Brunei from Malay and headed straight to the British ghost garrison.
"Hey, this is a military forbidden area, get out of here."
Four patrol soldiers came over with rifles to chase people.
Hao Renze shouted: "Allah brings Hu Ke!"
Then he took out two pistols and accurately shot all four people in the head.
It's quite touching.
After killing the person, a rocket launcher suddenly appeared in Hao Ren's hand, and suddenly shot into the military base.
These British men came to Brunei with a vacation and came to walk around. On the surface, their task was to regulate the territorial dispute between Brunei and Malay, but in fact, they knew that they were just going through the motions. Unless Malay was crazy, they would go to war with Britain.
Therefore, not only did the military camp not have strict training, but it was extremely loose and scattered. Europeans, these garrisons have always touched more girls than guns in Southeast Asia. Hao Ren's attack was about 3:00 pm.
It is also the favorite afternoon tea time for grandpas in the UK. Everyone is on holiday, and there are many local girls in the military camp.
The British obviously didn't expect that they would be attacked by a madman in broad daylight, so they naturally became slower. The patrol on duty responded the fastest and caught up in about a minute, and they were so panicked that they didn't even have a commando formation.
In fact, they didn't know that this was an enemy attack. They were completely confused at this time and had no idea what had happened.
What's the thing that exploded?
Which idiot is so fucking with drugs and fiddling with the bazooka in the military camp?
Then Hao Ren rushed over, and the assault rifle was a shuttle of bullets, accurately shooting them one by one.
"Go back to Europe! You white-skinned stupid pigs, Alaba Huke!!"
Then Hao Ren turned around and ran away.
The ghost's army then realized that it was being fucked by a madman. They were furious one after another and quickly got up and put on their pants.
After Hao Ren ran out of the military camp, he snapped his fingers very casually, and a blackbird motorcycle suddenly appeared in front of him.
He stepped on and gave the oil, holding the handlebar in one hand and a handful of Gatlin in the other, like a blue fire, and fired wildly while driving, completely shutting his eyes and opening it blindly. He gave the accelerator to the end, and in about three seconds, he accelerated to more than one hundred miles. The entire motorcycle was completely slanted and drew circles, which made these ghosts dare not show their heads.
After driving for more than a minute, he arrogantly returned from the gate and ran away.
Most of the ghost guys have just put on their pants now.
When I got in the car, drove, and chased, I found that this madman could drive a motorcycle with two wheels like a black lightning. Conservatively, it was at least 200 times, and they couldn't catch up with him.
This is not a track, it’s a life-threatening thing!
This means that you can't buy the Dodge Battle Axe these days, otherwise, with Hao Ren's physical fitness and nervous reaction, he would dare to drive five hundred miles to play with them.
But not long after, accompanied by the rumbling noise, two armed helicopters appeared in the sky, and the heavy machine guns on the plane fired at Hao Ren's thunderous situation.
However, Hao Ren's motorcycle was fast and small, like a black swimming fish, and he calmly avoided this string of bullets.
They saw Hao Ren riding on the motorcycle suddenly turn around and smile at them. Then they actually let go of the motorcycle with both hands, clamped it with only two legs, turned around, and raised two high middle fingers at them.
Is this man really a lunatic?
Then they saw a hand of Bartra suddenly appear in the crazy man's hand.
Two shots of pong and bullets accurately penetrated the plane, hitting the two pilots and making two large blood holes.
"Oh huh~" Hao Ren stood up on the motorcycle excitedly. Since he had superhuman power, he had never used it so well.
Only in foreign territory can he be so unscrupulous.
Chapter completed!