Looking at the dense round cracks on the car window glass, George knew that this was not a solution. He opened the partition window of the cab and ordered: "Paul, rush out directly!"

Paul is George's full-time driver. He has served him for more than ten years and has won his trust.

Shaking his dizzy head, Paul turned around and replied, "Yes."

Then, uncover the transparent top cover on the console, pressed a red button inside while pressing the accelerator to the bottom,

‘Dudu--’

With a series of muffled sounds, blue and yellow flames ejected from the four exhaust pipes at the rear of the car. A huge thrust blessed Lincoln, pushing the blue and white policeman blocking it backed away.

As a far-scheming business tycoon, George naturally made someone renovated this car in order to deal with certain emergencies that urgently need to accelerate.

After all, sometimes a difference of one second is a difference of life and death.

Facing the car that was flying and hit, the "police" who were just ordinary people certainly did not dare to use their bodies as roadblocks. They hurriedly dodged and hid aside, letting it break through the encirclement and leave.

But before two hundred meters had passed, a strong white bald man wearing ten rings and black vest suddenly jumped out of the aisle next to him, blocking him in the middle of the road.

Facing the speeding car, the bald man didn't need to dodge, squatted down and reached out to hold the cement road under his feet.

Although he discovered the other party's existence, at a speed of nearly 200 yards per hour, as an old driver, Paul naturally knew that he would never be able to rush the steering wheel at this time, otherwise he would only turn around.

Since the other party's choice of life and death is blocking the vehicle's must-pass path, then he can only bet on which one is stronger than the car.

He believed that even if he hit the other party to death, George would ask the best lawyer team to help him get rid of his crime afterwards.

Unfortunately, Paul is not Gao Jin, Zhou Xingxing, Chen Xiaodao, nor is he likes to bet on a large ocean of Yanshuangying.

So, he lost the bet.

A second before colliding with the extended Lincoln, the skin on the bald man instantly turned into the same color as the cement pavement on the ground.

'Bang--'

‘Bang--’

The black sedan, eight meters long and weighing nearly four tons, collided with a bald man. The front of the car showed a drastic deformation. Then, driven by huge inertia, the entire car body raised its tail and rotated 180 degrees in the air, hitting heavily on the road ahead, and gliding for more than 20 meters before stopping.

The bald man remained motionless.

When the car fell to the ground, he stood up from the ground and returned to his normal skin.

Then he took big strides to the ground and lengthened Lincoln. The employer assigned him the task to ensure that all the people in the car died.

When Alita informed me that someone suddenly jumped out of the road ahead, Cyber ​​had already noticed something was wrong.

Fortunately, the moment Lincoln hit the bald man, Cyber ​​gave Hope, George and Rowling the guardian ring that Cyber ​​gave to Hope, George and Rowling had already been activated, and a light blue energy protection film was automatically formed on the surface of their bodies.

With the protection of the ring of protection, the three of them were naturally unscathed, but they just rolled into a ball and were a little uncomfortable.

This is also the reason why Cyber ​​has been able to remain calm since the attack.

Cyber ​​himself tapped the center of the belt twice as the car turned around in the air.

The liquid like thick ink poured out of the belt, and it crawled all over Cyber's body in less than 0.5 seconds, and finally solidified into the familiar appearance of the Fierce Sun Armor.

‘Dong--’

He punched the twisted and deformed car door, pressed the angrily beside him, and was eager to rush out of the car door and beat someone. Cyber ​​in a deep voice: "Stop, Hope! Stay in the car to protect your parents, just leave the people outside to me."

He didn't want Hope's ability to be exposed to the enemy's eyes.

Besides, he is still here, and it is not the turn of Hope to stand up and protect his family.

Keep her by the ordinary man, George and his wife, and prevent unexpected situations from happening, Cyber ​​is also relieved.

After looking at Rowling, who looked panicked and frightened, and George, who had cold sweat on his forehead but pretended to be calm, Hope suppressed the restlessness in his heart and gritted his teeth and said, "Don't let anyone go!"

Saibo nodded, bent his knees slightly, and half-beared his body and rushed out of the car.

"Alita, controls the surrounding network and blocks out all the devices that can be photographed."

"yes."

Then, turning around and looking at the bald man who was walking towards him with a grim smile on his face, Cyber ​​said coldly: "Carl Creel, who sent you here."

While still in the car, Alita had already projected the bald man's identity information in front of her.

This guy named Carl Creel was just a relatively ordinary boxer three months ago, but somehow he gained the ability to imitate any material he had ever been exposed to, and made a name for himself in the dark world, mainly receiving high commission tasks such as assassination and attack.

"You know me?"

Crier raised his eyebrows.

As the employer of this mission said, the guy in front of him was not a fuel-efficient lamp, and he actually investigated his identity in such a short time.

No wonder the commission for this mission is as high as 100 million US dollars, and the employer also provided him with a lot of equipment.

"Of course I know, the best newcomer in the Dark Side World during this period."

Cyber ​​glanced at the ten rings of different colors and materials on the other party's hand and tentatively said: "No matter how much money the employer gave you, I will pay three times the amount to let you give up this mission."

"Oh."

Crier sneered, quite disdainful.

He is not stupid, how could he do such a self-destructive thing?

Not to mention whether the other party will break the contract after he gives up the task, but he may not be able to deal with his problem alone.

“Thirty times.”

Well, Criel admits he was moved at this moment.

This is 3 billion US dollars, and many people have never seen so much money in their lifetime.

And he knew that the other party was a director of the Connate Group worth hundreds of billions of dollars and was definitely able to pay the huge sum of money.

But when Criel thought of the stack of photos of all his close friends and relatives thrown on the table before the task began, he couldn't help but shudder.

After suppressing the greed in his heart, Crier clenched his fist, and the skin on his left hand turned into the same look on the ring on his index finger, and then punched the black figure in the head.

'clang!'

He steadily caught the silver-white fist in front of him, and a curious look appeared on Cyber's face: "Jigen?"
Chapter completed!