This Kryptonian is Too Steady

Looking at the dense circular cracks on the window glass, George knew that going on like this was not an option, so he opened the driver's compartment window and ordered, "Paul, just get out of here!"

Paul is George's full-time driver. He has served him for more than ten years and has won his trust.

Shaking his dizzy head, Paul turned around and replied, "Yes."

Then uncover the transparent top cover on the console, press a red button inside while stepping on the gas pedal to the bottom,

'beep beep—'

Following a series of muffled noises, blue and yellow flames spewed out from the four exhaust pipes at the rear of the car, and a huge thrust was added to the Lincoln, pushing the blue and white police blocked in front of it back.

As a far-sighted business tycoon, George naturally had someone modify the car in order to deal with some emergencies that urgently needed acceleration.

After all, sometimes a second can mean the difference between life and death.

Facing the oncoming car, the 'policemen' who were just ordinary people certainly didn't dare to use their bodies as roadblocks, and hurriedly dodged to the side, allowing it to break through the encirclement and walk away.

But before driving two hundred meters away, a sturdy white bald man wearing ten rings and a black vest suddenly jumped out from the aisle next to him, blocking the middle of the road.

Facing the speeding car, the bald man didn't dodge, squatted down, and stretched out his hands to hold down the concrete road under his feet.

Although he noticed the other party's existence, but at a speed close to 200 yards per hour, as an old driver, Paul naturally knew that he must not turn the steering wheel in a hurry at such a time, otherwise it would only roll over.

Since the other party recklessly chooses to stop the vehicle on the only way, then we can only bet on who is tougher, he or this car.

He believed that even if he killed the other party because of this, George would ask the best lawyers to help him get rid of the crime afterwards.

It's a pity that Paul is not Gao Jin, Zhou Xingxing, Chen Xiaodao, let alone Yan Shuangying who likes to gamble.

So, he lost the bet.

One second before colliding with the extended Lincoln, the skin on the bald man instantly turned the same color as the concrete road on the ground.

'boom--'

'Kangdang—'

The eight-meter-long, nearly four-ton black car collided with the bald man. The front of the car showed a sharp deformation, and then driven by the huge inertia, the whole car rose up, rotated 180 degrees in the air, and smashed heavily On the road ahead, it slid for more than 20 meters before stopping.

The bald man remained motionless in place.

He didn't get up from the ground until the car hit the ground, and his skin returned to normal.

Then he walked towards the upside-down Lincoln with big strides. The task assigned to him by his employer was to ensure that all the people in the car died.

When Alita informed him that a person suddenly appeared on the road ahead, Saibo had already sensed that something was wrong.

Fortunately, the moment Lincoln hit the bald man, the ring of protection given to Hope, George, and Rowling by Cyber ​​had been activated, automatically forming a layer of light blue energy protection on the surface of their bodies membrane.

With the protection of the ring of protection, the three of them were naturally unscathed, they just rolled into a ball and felt uncomfortable.

This is why Cyber ​​has been able to remain calm since the attack.

And Cyber ​​himself tapped the center of his belt twice when the car reversed in mid-air.

Thick ink-like liquid gushed out from the belt, covering Saibo's whole body in less than 0.5 seconds, and finally solidified into the familiar appearance of Lieyang Battle Armor.

'Boom—'

He punched open the distorted car door, held down Hope beside him who was furious and impatiently wanted to rush out of the car door to beat someone up, Saibo said in a deep voice: "Stop, Hope! You stay in the car. Protect parents inside, and leave the outside to me."

He didn't want Hope's ability to be exposed to the eyes of the enemy.

Besides, he is still here, and it is impossible for Hope to come out and protect his family.

Leaving her with George and his wife, who are just ordinary people, to prevent accidents from happening, Sebo is also relieved.

Looking at Rowling, who looked flustered and terrified, and George, who was sweating on his brow but pretending to be calm, Hope suppressed the restlessness in his heart, gritted his teeth, and said, "Don't let any of them go!"

Saibo nodded, bent his knees slightly, and jumped out of the car with a half-arched body.

"Alita, control the surrounding network and block all devices capable of taking pictures."

"Yes."

Then, turning around and looking at the bald man who was striding towards him with a grin on his face, Saibo said coldly, "Karl Creel, who sent you here."

While still in the car, Alita had already projected the identity information of the bald man in front of her eyes.

This guy named Carl Krill, who was just a relatively average boxer three months ago, somehow acquired the ability to mimic any material he touched, broke through in the dark world Not a small name, mainly accepting missions with high commissions such as assassinations and assaults.

"You know me?"

Creel frowned.

Sure enough, as the employer of this mission said, this guy in front of him is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and his identity has been found out in such a short period of time.

No wonder the commission for this mission was as high as 100 million US dollars, and the employer also specially provided him with a lot of equipment.

"Of course I know, the most outstanding newcomer in the dark side world during this time."

Saibo glanced at the ten rings of different colors and materials on the opponent's hand, and tentatively said: "No matter how much the employer gives you, I will pay three times to make you give up this mission."

"Ah."

Krill sneered, quite disdainfully.

He is not stupid, how could he do such a self-destructive thing.

Not to mention whether the other party would break the contract after he gave up the mission and deal with him instead, he might not be able to bear the revenge from the mission employer alone.

"Thirty times."

Well, Creel admits he's emotional at the moment.

This is three billion US dollars. How many people have never seen so much money in their lives.

And he knew that the other party was a director of the Konate Group worth hundreds of billions of dollars, and he was absolutely capable of paying this huge sum of money.

But Creel couldn't help but shudder when he thought of the stack of photos of all his best friends and relatives that his employer had left on the table before the mission began.

After suppressing the greed in his heart, Creel clenched his fists, the skin of his whole body turned into the same wink as the ring on his left index finger, and then punched the black figure on the head.

'clang! '

Steadily catching the silver-white fist in front of him, a look of curiosity appeared on Saibo's face: "Zhenjin?"

No wonder the other party didn't care about his price tag. It turned out that his body alone was worth hundreds of billions of dollars.