48 Hours a Day

“I... I'm dying, are you guys ready?!” The bald man pressed anxiously, listening in his tone. If Zhang Heng and Mei Man don't do it again, he will be finished in the next second.

The beautiful man said, “Ignore him. He's still early to die. We have about seven minutes to go. Although they can say anything, building weapons is useless at this time. The city has been completely controlled by evil scientists. His claw teeth are everywhere. There will only be more and more people in black to fight, so we need to get out of here as soon as possible. ”

“Vehicle? ”

“Yes, we need to build vehicles. ”

“Can't you take direct advantage of off-the-shelf vehicles? ”

“I've had this idea before, but unfortunately, have you seen any reliable transportation halfway from here? ”

Zhang Heng glanced around quickly, not to mention the car, there was not even a bicycle in the whole neighborhood, the only means of transportation was probably a wheelchair next to the frightened old man, it was obviously not realistic to kill a blood path from the 10,000 army with this thing.

Beauty said, "I only build smartfortwo because it's compact and uses the least amount of building blocks, the quickest answer, but even so, I've been practicing for over half a month, and seven minutes is just enough for me to build a samrtfortwo or two motorcycles... but then we have a problem. ”

Zhang Heng knows what the beautiful man is talking about. There are only two seats on the smartfortwo, plus the space in the trunk to last four people.

Before that, a beautiful man, after saving a messenger, plus a bald man and a waiter brother, could just plug it up, but now with Zhang Heng, there would be one more person, and even a motorcycle would face such a problem.

“You build your samrtfortwo first, and I'll figure out a way to solve the problem of the rest of you.” Time is running out, Zhang Heng and Mei Men are divided.

The latter nodded and immediately invested in the intense construction process, while Zhang Heng also began to think about what he could do at this time.

When he was building a motorcycle, he watched the whole process. It wasn't too complicated, but it was completely different.

With his current technology, he couldn't even build the simplest sword, and was ruthlessly acclaimed by waitress Xiao Xiao as a French bread with a fishtail, making motorcycling even more difficult for him in the Himalayas.

Time is passing by, there are more and more people in black around, and the bareback man's howling is becoming more and more terrible. Although he hasn't had anything to do with it, it obviously doesn't prevent him from being energetic over and over again urging Zhang Heng and the beautiful man behind him, “Okay, when is good, not good? If it doesn't work, our asses will line up at the cinema. ”

Fortunately, the beauty man was immune to his urge, and her smartfortwo construction was almost over, and the whole god was completely built, and she was now assembling the exhaust pipe.

Opposite Zhang Heng on the other side, after a long six minutes, he only had one rope in his hand.

Zhang Heng was originally trying to build a bike. The bike was obviously much simpler to build than a motorcycle, but he didn't know which link went wrong. Of course, it could be that all the links went wrong. Finally, he had more nylon rope in his hand.

Waiter Xiao obviously won't let go of this poisonous tongue opportunity, the golden collapse, “Oh, my God, are you going to let us just kill ourselves with this rope? ”

And that's when the beautiful man finally finished building the smartfortwo, which took 6 minutes and 23 seconds, and this time she played well, a lot faster than usual, and she sat in the driver's seat, and started the engine and said to the humans, "Get in the car! We can't. We can only give up one person. ”

When she said that, bald men and waitress brothers were all daisy.

But then he listened to Zhang Hengdao, “No, I figured it out! ”

And he opened the trunk, and he said to the waiter, "Go inside and hold this nylon cord. ”

Before they could ask, they entered the trunk according to Zhang Heng, and the bald man also shot and retreated toward the co-pilot.

But Zhang Heng stopped him just half way, "Your position is not here. ”

Zhang Heng removed the wheelchair next to the old man in the sun and tied the other end of the nylon rope to the wheelchair.

“Are you kidding? I'd rather kill myself with that rope. ”

That said, but seeing the black-pressed enemies coming from all sides, the bald man sat in the wheelchair, while still complaining, "You should at least make me a seat belt. ”

Zhang Heng also jumped into the car, and the beautiful man said, "Sit tight, everyone, the journey ahead may be a little bumpy. ”

“Oh, great, there's turbulence. Seriously, nobody noticed I need a seat belt right now? ”

Answered by the roar of the smartfortwo engine, the beautiful man stepped on the throttle, the car was like a mustang, rushing out the door of the community.

Almost at the same time, two black camouflages rushed across the slope to try to stop the car, but smartfortwo didn't slow down and hit them directly against the wall.

The bald man in the back was not idle either, holding his Gagarin machine gun in his arms, while sitting in a high-speed wheelchair, shooting at the chaser with a machine gun.

Out of the neighborhood, the beautiful man ignored the red light and drove directly into the intersection, but immediately saw a large truck on the left hand side that kept honking the flute, and she immediately hit in the right direction.

As a result, the bald man's face on the back wheelchair immediately turned green, he pulled the rope desperately, shortened the distance between the wheelchair and the car, and the messenger and waiter brother were helping, eventually they successfully caught the wheelchair, finally avoiding the tragedy of turning the tail together.

“So what's the use of the rope?” The bald man was shocked, touching his chest, “let the devil butcher and messenger grab my wheelchair from the beginning. ”

“I'm sorry, after all, it's the first thing I've ever built that works. It's always a shame. ”

“ ………… ”

“Where are we going now?” The devil butcher asked.

smartfortwo ignored the red light's hard crossing, causing a series of traffic accidents, but it also happened that the road was blocked, and the black man behind him could only stand where he was, watching them leave.

“I know a place to avoid these nasty little tails.” The bald man made himself a seat belt that he had been thinking about for a long time as he said he had removed the useless Gatlin from his hand.