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Chapter 82 I won't go to hell, you have to let me go(1/2)

Don't talk about those generals, colonels, soldiers and bodyguards.

Even Leica was stunned.

This Jeliko missile...

Much better than in the movie...

The entire mountain was blown away...

Those iron-blooded warriors are afraid that there is not even a little blood residue left.

The corpse remains.

The only suspense is a reward of 10 million per person. I wonder if it will be automatically assigned to Stark...

But thinking about it for a moment, this is normal.

After all, this is not the simple Marvel world.

But the American comics world.

Thirty years ago, even aliens invaded...

The Council is no longer the council rooted in the underworld in the movie, and Stark Industry is naturally no longer the Stark Industry in the movie.

This is called adapting to the times and keeping pace with the times!

But Stark is still that dude.

After all, he has not been locked up in a small black hole, under the threat of life, and realized what he would leave for the world when he dies.

By the way, a pile of scrap iron was used to build a miniature ark reactor and steel suit.

After a while, Lycra took the lead in applauding.

The confused generals immediately followed up, and they all wanted to send the taxpayer's money to Stark.

I don't want to pay it back in a bargain price.

Making money is that simple!

At the scene, the generals had signed the purchase letter of intent.

The demonstration is completed and the rice is harvested.

go home!

"Hey, hey, you got into the wrong car!"

Leica grabbed Stark who was about to get on the bus, "When I came, did you agree to drive this car by myself?"

It is called "to experience the pleasure of driving an off-road vehicle in the desert alone."

Stark looked reluctant: "But I don't want to sit with those military men."

"I don't care. You have to obey what you promised." Leica pulled Stark out of the car and turned his shoulders to the middle of the convoy.

"Look, your Colonel Ronnie waved to you and sat in the middle of five bodyguards!"

Not far away, Stark's good friend, the future war machine and disabled Ronnie. He did quarrel and waved to Stark.

"VIP, your location is here!"

"No, it's too boring to sit with you."

Taking advantage of the couple's quarrel...

Lyca pressed her left hand against Stark's shoulder.

Right hand... reached into the back seat of the car.

The power of ‘Kubi’!

Touch the left hand, copy the right hand!

In an instant, a Stark's body, which was fake, was copied into the back seat by Lycra, and was spread softly on the seat.

"Go quickly and go quickly, don't forget, who did you rely on to pay off your money yesterday."

Lyca forced True Stark out, for fear that he would turn his head suddenly and find himself dead in the back seat.

Stark had short staff, and after thinking about it, he could only come to the convoy to be interrupted and got on the bus, and was squeezed in the middle by five nigger soldiers.

"Please pay attention to the distance for each car and set off back to Zacablanca."

Lycra deliberately waited until the other cars set off, touched his pocket, and the tracker was still there.

Then, he took the accelerator and followed the last.

If the plot develops, the highlight will come.

This is the case.

Under the thick sand layer, the militants of the Ten Rings Gang were crawling and quietly waiting for the convoy to pass by.

"People are careful. Stark puts other cars in the last car and passes first."

"I understand, retreat immediately after you succeed, and don't get entangled with the Mi army."

Accompanied by the rumbling sound, Hummers ran over the heads of militants, but the so-called American military elites were completely unaware of the enemy hiding under the tires.

As for Lycra.

He hummed while stepping on the accelerator, and occasionally told jokes to Stark's body behind him.

Come on.

Then, sure enough.

'Bang!!!'

With a loud bang, the front, back, left and right of the Lycra car fell.

They really wanted to capture Stark alive.

Normal people, even well-trained soldiers, will instinctively step on the brakes when encountering this situation.

Then he was knocked unconscious by the armed personnel in the tunnel, dragged away, and tied up in various ways.

But because of the preparations, Lycra not only did not step on the brakes, but instead stepped on the accelerator and drove the Land Rover straight out of the sand pit that had not yet completely sunken.

As soon as Pu hit the ground, he immediately killed him on the right direction, stepped on the accelerator, and Land Rover made a sharp turn and quickly separated from the large convoy at 90 degrees.

Stay away from the convoy!

And those Mid-American convoys saw Leica turn around and stay away, but ignored them...

Speed ​​up and drive out of the dangerous area!

Anyway, Stark, the number one protection target, and other generals and colonels, were all in the convoy.

One fell down...

Seeing that Lycra's car was getting further and further away, Stark quickly called for someone to help.

But the niggers were just concerned about protecting him (YA) under him, not caring about what he was calling out.

Lycra was also happy that they left themselves.

To avoid being dragged down by those gangs of Dansan Mi Army.

After driving for a few seconds, countless jeeps rushed out of the hidden sand dunes and castle and gathered from the Land Rover in all directions.

Oh, it's not bad, there's a backup plan.

Leica laughed in her heart.

It is useful.

As a man who has just worked for Hela, he looks down on the Ten Jie Gang from the bottom of his heart.

The only problem is...continue to follow the script...

It would be better to kill them all.

After thinking about it, forget it, let's go as planned.

After all, today's purpose is to save Stark.

In an instant, the Jeep was about to surround the Land Rover.

Many militants walked their bodies out of the car window, held the iconic AK and shot them.

But they didn’t just follow the driver, but drove the wheels!

They still have to catch them alive!

Well...it's almost time.

Lyca pulled Stark's body from the back seat to the front row, took out a gun, and shot several times along the body.

This caused the illusion that Stark was killed by a stray bullet.

Then, he kicked open the car door and threw it away.
To be continued...
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