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The sticking of tape is still Suo Zhongwu's handwriting.Before searching for the loot, he specially asked the unemployed to help and sealed the camera surrounding the body.

He did this because he was worried that the happy scene of everyone would be photographed by unmanned vehicles, which would cause unnecessary trouble to new friends.The unemployed also understood what he meant, and were quite cooperative with this. They climbed up and down to find all the hidden cameras, turning this self-discipline car into a blind man.

But now and then, Suo Zhongwu no longer needs to hide his whereabouts, what he has to worry about is how to quickly become famous.In this regard, there is indeed no quicker means than wanted all over the country.

"I will remember your suggestion." He was holding a self-heating bag of MRE rations, and for a moment he felt energetic, thinking of the future in front of the black man:

"However, I am definitely not going to hide. Next, I will go to many places to do business, maybe Manhattan Island, maybe return to Port Rye, but I will always be upright, not afraid to appear in front of the note! Waiting for the good news , Uncle!"

Suo Zhongwu's voice was so loud that it not only caused the old workers to worry, but also attracted other unemployed people.The increase in the audience made him even more proud. He straightened up his head and blew the cowhide in front of everyone:

"Congratulations! Congratulations to the person who crushed the shackles! Black and white, nothing can't help me, even if you get into the game, you have to make him faint! Don't worry about me, don't worry about me at all, just like that. Yes, it's the same sentence, and it's definitely not a joke: The sky here is really going to change!"

...

After half an hour.Southwest of Port Rye, New England Highway entrance.

Suo Zhongwu jumped down from the bulky Halley "temple" and glanced at the scrap iron contemptuously.Only 1% of electricity is left, and the exhaust pipes for decoration have no gas stock. This electric motorcycle with a full half-ton capacity is now worthless and can only be thrown on the roadside in the rain.

When he bid farewell to his new friend, he specially selected the most domineering and luxuriously decorated of the four motorcycles, which was the front mount of "Assault Fist" Isaac.But he never expected that the power consumption of this thing was so exaggerated that the 20% of the remaining power would have bottomed out before driving to the viaduct.

The skull instead of the headlight was staring at him with dim eye sockets.His jaws were wide open, and there were bursts of silent laughter."Aren't you good at fighting?" It seemed to be replacing the dead master, mocking Suo Zhongwu:

"Don't you claim that you are going to shake the sky? Why can't you even drive out of the city?"

Suo Zhongwu threw a fist out, hammering the skull into eight petals on the spot, and the gold foil attached to the surface flew into the air like a group of butterflies dancing.But this kind of venting is meaningless, not only didn't make him happy, but his mood became worse.

As if having trouble with him, the rain suddenly increased at this time.The transparent waterline swished down, making large areas of the asphalt road darker; the blood stains on the shoulder armor immediately turned into red roads after the impact, first dripped down the ceramic plate, and then soaked the thin sleeves on both sides.

According to the previous plan, he should have gone straight to the toll entrance and smashed the lifting pole.When I got on the viaduct, I found a place to rush through the guardrail, and threw Isaac's front mount to the bottom of the bridge to smash, so as to sway the state police and climb down the pillar.But these calculations are now all castles in the air, and even the first step cannot be realized, let alone the follow-up.

There must have been a mess of porridge over the wall.Although several kilometers away, Suo Zhongwu still vaguely heard police sirens and sporadic gunshots.Now going back there is tantamount to throwing into the net and going to the center of New York, which is more powerful than that.But he had to get a vehicle first, and it was a fully charged one. It would be a waste of time just to walk.

This is not easy.There are so many private cars on Manhattan Island that look like schools of sardines, but on the Rye Port side, the most are semi-trailers.These carts weighed more than 100 tons, and the cab was welded with military armor plates. When they encountered help-seekers who reached out for a hitchhike, they had always ignored them.

The drivers must do this because of the endless robberies in this area.Although Suo Zhongwu is a warm-hearted person, he is also affected by the gang of gangsters. He is obviously anxious to work, but only 11 buses can be used.[Then, implement the backup plan in advance?He raised his head, feeling the pain of the rain on his face, and his heart became colder.

[I had no choice but to.Although it is possible to hit the sliver and the danger is great, there is no other choice but to rob the local gang.Where do you start first?Is it a small character like Isaac, or a higher-level horn?

He didn't think about it for too long.Because the answer came to me, and I was sitting in an extended luxury car:

To the southeast, a hand-built Rolls-Royce "Destiny" is slowly driving towards Suo Zhongwu at a slow speed equivalent to a costumed horseback; it does not have many guards, but has an electric car front and rear. There are a total of four armed bodyguards in Dou Moto; although these people are wearing heavy raincoats and cannot see the types of weapons they carry, the bright green aiming lasers under their hoods make people have to be vigilant.

Suo Zhongwu's first reaction, of course, was to put the AR-290 butt on his shoulder, and the front sight, the rear sight, and the target were three points and one line.But Rolls-Royce did not stop moving forward. The car logo above the heat dissipation window even projected a statue of the Muse, dancing in front of Suo Zhongwu."There is no need to be nervous," the loudspeakers on both sides of the front of the car heard a very young male voice, like a popular movie star:

"I'm here for cooperation, not for war. Don't you get in the car and talk,'Baisheng Destroyer'?"

"I can't afford this title." Suo Zhongwu knelt on one knee, using the Harley motorcycle as a cover, and pointed his muzzle firmly at the Rolls Royce window:

"Get in the car and save it. It's easy to get in, but it's hard to get out."

"'The North Wind and the Sun'." The man quoted a widely circulated allusion, and then, before Suo Zhongwu answered, he slammed the brakes.The motorcycle behind him couldn't dodge, and almost chased after the owner's luxurious mount. The two bodyguards in front didn't react either, and they drove to Suo Zhongwu before stopping.

For a time, the four of them were extremely embarrassed. They were either busy turning around or reversing, causing bursts of water on the asphalt road.Their boss didn't care, opened the window and walked directly into the rain curtain, letting his business suit get wet."If you can't be convinced, then I will take the initiative to show my sincerity." The man opened his arms, and in the same tone as singing on Broadway, once again extended an invitation to Suo Zhongwu:

"The enemy's enemy is a friend. You killed the gang of Isaac, which is good, but their territory is only four blocks away, there are five gangs in the same vein, and the horns on their heads are very vengeful. Mr. Teague They have a wide network of contacts. They are representatives of the Sheen family stationed in Port Rye. Their investigation network is not inferior to that of the city police, and their revenge method is more traditional."

"So, if I act alone, I will be easily killed by them." Suo Zhongwu understood the other party's meaning, grinned, and took the initiative to help the luxury car man with a hidden line:

"For long-term consideration, it is wise to join your camp. Is that right, Mr. Mephisto?"