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Chapter 8 Don't Wish Too Good

System: "Congratulations on gaining experience 2890. You have upgraded and obtained 5 free attribute points, which can be freely allocated to strength, agility, physical strength, and spirit."

System: "Congratulations on obtaining personal characteristics [Bone shrinkage], learning needs to meet standards: Strength 29, Agility 35."

System: "【Bone Shrink】(Perkins Drops) Your bones can be reduced and displaced slightly, and you are an acrobat."

After adding points.

Power: 29(20)

Agility: 38(19)

Physical strength: 27(22)

Spirit:19(15)

Note: The parentheses are normal adult attributes

System: "Congratulations on obtaining 13 points of talent and qualification for [City Battle], now at the advanced level (250/300)."

John was quite satisfied, his hands were quite red, and he took out Perkins' most important personal characteristic [Bone Shrink], and he also added more capital to save his life in the future.

He looked at the corpse on the ground, "Marcus, I'll hand her over to you."

Marcus: "This gift is really heavy. John, do you really give her to me?"

Because the management wanted her, she would definitely receive a considerable reward when she took her body back.

John: "yeah, I have more important things to do."

Perkins has been touched, his greatest value has been squeezed, and the meat has been eaten, so at least some of the soup should be distributed to his friends.

Marcus: "Then good luck."

Of course he knew what John was going to do.

John was going to chase Vigo and deal with the old guy before getting on the helicopter.

...

On the way to Pier 3, three cars were driving.

In the luxury car in the middle, Vigo sat leisurely in the back seat, holding a glass of wine and drinking comfortably.

There is an old saying in the East that goes, saying that you can stay with green mountains and you will not be afraid of burning firewood.

Vigo has some money. As long as he escapes now, he can increase the reward amount to five million, six million, seven million or even ten million US dollars later. Naturally, there are a large number of people who are willing to continue to take John's head.

No matter how awesome you are, you can't stay out of sleep for twenty-four hours. If you are stared at by so many people, you can find an opportunity and just kill it.

In this plane, you can really do whatever you want if you have money.

Vigo happily drank another big sip of wine.

"Resor, have you brought cigarettes?"

The assistant sitting in the passenger seat in front turned around and handed a cigar, "Sir, this is your favorite brand."

"Um."

Vigo was quite satisfied. After igniting it, he sucked it beautifully. The dock was almost here. As long as you get on the helicopter, everything will be under control.

At this moment, a powerful car engine sound suddenly came from behind.

John's [Civil Vehicle] is advanced in driving, and driving an ordinary vehicle is easy to use. The Dodge "Challenger" who was compensated by the management is full of motivation. After racing all the way, he quickly caught up with Vigo's escape convoy.

The assistant looked back and saw John who was following like a maggot on his tarsal bone.

Assistant: "Oh, hell, it's John! That damn guy is chasing you! Hurry up, speed up!"

Vigo laughed, "I knew he was coming, don't panic, let the car behind him handle him. Let's continue to go to the dock."

I have three cars and more than a dozen people. I have a good confidence in the road. Besides, as long as I delay a little time and wait for the plane, everything will be settled.

Under the instructions, the rear car immediately lowered its speed and actively lagged behind to stop John.

"Seeking death!"

As soon as John stepped on the accelerator, his car ran parallel to the blocked vehicle and hit the reverse wheel to the left.

Bang!

The Dodge "Challenger" hit the front of the enemy car, and Mars shot, and a large piece of it was shrunk when it hit.

But the other party was not easy to mess with. He bumped back with a bang, shattering the glass on the left.

John shook off the glass scum on his head, emptied his hand, took out his gun and shot three times at the next door.

A guy in the co-pilot was bleeding and burped on the spot.

The next door was furious, and the two guys sitting behind immediately broke the glass and fought back with guns.

However, John deliberately stepped on the brakes and landed behind, aimed at the right tire and fired several shots.

Puch, the tire-burning car suddenly tilted over at high speed, crashed into the guardrail, and fell into the sea.

...

A click!

A flash of lightning broke through the sky, and raindrops as big as beans fell down, blurring on the windshield, seriously affecting the field of vision.

"Damn!"

The assistant was very angry. Even if the wiper was turned on, it would not have much effect. The rain still came into being on the glass, and the sound of the engine behind him was approaching again.

When racing in heavy rain, only the madman John dared to do this.

"Hurry up, that damn guy is chasing me again!" the assistant shouted.

"Sir, I can't speed up, I can't see the road clearly." The driver complained. His [civil vehicle] driving specialty is not as good as John's, nor is he as crazy as John. He just makes a living, so he has no intention of fighting with others.

Assistant: "I don't care! Hurry up... Oh, hell!"

While speaking, John actually overtook the next door and ran over a puddle. All the splashed mud and water sprayed on the windshield, blurring.

There was a concrete concrete pile in front of it. The luxury car that had lost its sight hit it and rumbling, and it was silent on the spot.

Vigo and his men were dizzy while sitting inside. The co-pilot's assistant did not tie the seat belt and directly broke through the glass. He was thrown onto the hood by inertia, rolled into the rain and fell to death.

When the car in front saw something happening to the main car behind, it braked and stopped urgently.

Before he could figure out the situation, John whistled from behind and hit it head-on. Like an angry wild boar, the exhaust pipe was filled with black smoke, and the tires splashed, directly knocked off the guardrail, arched the car in front under the bridge, and fell into the sea to feed the fish.

Vigo wiped his bleeding head and roared with a big bearded mouth: "Get out of the car quickly and kill that bastard!"

I thought that three cars or more people could compete with John, but my wishes were still too beautiful, but the reality was so cruel.

A subordinate immediately rushed out of the car with a short rush, and used the vehicle as a cover to shoot at John fiercely.

The car body was hit and the sparks were rising and the sound was buzzing.

It has to be admitted that the quality of Dodge's "Challenger" is quite generous, and the bullets did not hurt John the inside.

As soon as John hit the steering wheel and stepped on the accelerator, the "Challenger" swung his tail beautifully and whistled towards the shooting enemy.

The guy's pupils dilated. Before he could dodge, the "challenger" knocked off a car door and flew to the side of the road together with the attackers behind him.

Another man picked up a pistol and stood behind the car and attacked John in the driver's seat.

But it rained heavily, and he was so nervous that he was so nervous that he didn't hit John a few shots.

As soon as John stepped on the accelerator, the tire turned backwards, and the "Challenger" suddenly reversed. With a thud, a beautiful dragon swung his tail and threw the guy into the construction site on the side of the road.

Bang!

The assistant just struggled to touch a short rush, and was shot in the head.

John: "Come out!"
Chapter completed!
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