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29. Taxi Hero(2/2)

The sudden firefight caused pedestrians on the street to escape everywhere, and Du Pengde himself lowered his body and crawled under the driver's seat. His hands began to tremble. On the other end of the phone, Chass's voice became sharper:

"Damn it! Run, Du Pengde, they are heading towards you!"

"ah?"

Du Pengde poked his head blankly and looked out from the windshield. He saw that Jessica, whom he had just carried, was escaping from the employing hero company, following the black gunmen.

I don’t know who they both provoked. The gunmen were not even holding pistols, but assault rifles emitting cold light.

"Jessica is not an ordinary person either."

Du Pengde saw the thin and slender Jessica grab the telephone pole at her hand and easily pull the telephone pole from the ground. She waved her trembling wind and forced the gunman who was chasing behind her back to retreat.

The strong black man beside her crossed his arms and pressed the bullets to shoot, scattering the gang members in front of him like a tiger.

Those bullets that could kill any ordinary person would only splash when they hit him, and he was like a super warrior who was invulnerable to swords and guns.

Speaking of which, Du Pengde has indeed heard of a rumor that has been circulating in Harlem in the past few months. It is said that a street hero appeared in this place where gang forces gather. He often rescued innocent people from gangster fire and had super abilities and was a superhero.

People call him "Divine Power Man".

Now it seems that the invulnerable guy in front of Du Pengde should be the legendary divine power man.

"Don't come over, hell, don't come over!"

Du Pengde watched the Divine Power Man and Jessica running towards him. He was so nervous that he was about to suffocate. He hid in the cab of the taxi, holding the revolver with trembling hands, while complaining about his greed for money.

"If I had known it, I wouldn't have received her money!"

Just as Du Pengde was complaining, the divine power man rushed to Du Pengde's car. Faced with more and more gangsters, the divine power man was in a hurry and grabbed Du Pengde's taxi with both hands and easily carried the car into the air.

"No! Luke! There are people in the car, don't throw them away!"

Jessica, who was following the Divine Power Man, saw the Divine Power Man holding up the taxi, and seemed to be planning to throw it out to stop the pursuers. She hurriedly shouted to stop it, but it was too late.

Du Pengde's taxi was thrown out, and Du Pengde himself was in the car.

At this moment, Du Pengde closed his eyes in despair and said softly:

"Banku, you lucky bastard, you must take good care of Jita! You must make her happy"

However

"Click, click, click, click, click."

As everyone was staring at the shooting scene, the appearance of the yellow taxi that was thrown into the air began to rotate rapidly, and countless gears and mechanical modules were flipped, quickly reorganizing the appearance of the taxi in a dazzling form.

"Clang"

After 2 seconds, a robot that was more than 3 meters tall, consisting of machinery and various parts, with complete limbs and a shield-shaped head, landed steadily in the center of the gunmen.

The cab where Du Pengde was located was moved to the position of the robot's chest. In the cockpit that was changed into a tetrahedral, Du Pengde sat in the cabin on the robot's abdomen with a dull face.

He had no idea what was going on in front of him, he could not understand why his car suddenly turned into a robot that he could move.

His thinking was severely impacted.

He watched the frightened gunmen shoot at his car, then his car waved his iron fist, and a punched a bastard for more than 30 meters in a strange roar from the expensive music broadcaster, and landed in six different places.

Du Pengde was completely stunned by the scene in front of him.

He stopped thinking.

The situation in front of him was beyond his understanding, so Du Pengde subconsciously pressed the communication button in his hand and instinctively asked for help from the superhero he trusted the most.

"Hey? Mr. Merlin?"

"Well, I've encountered some difficult situations to describe. To put it simply,"

"My car is alive."
Chapter completed!
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