Chapter 790: Flame Skull and Blue Skin Group of 4

It took a while for the driver to relax, looking at the banknotes and muttering, "What a nice guy."

He had only driven a little, and the fare was $30.

Luke not only rescued him, but also paid more for the fare. He is definitely a good man.

The good man Luke was already in the dark and no one, took out a Triumph motorcycle from the storage space, put on his helmet, and quickly circled the road where the abnormality appeared just now.

In the far street, a line of fire could be seen extending westward.

He resolutely accelerated to catch up.

Just as the taxi flew up, he saw a motorcycle flashing by.

There are more people in the United States who like to ride motorcycles, it is not unusual.

But the sparks exploded along the way, and the retro Harley-Davidson motorcycle, whose front and rear wheels were on fire, soared at a speed of more than 200 kilometers per hour, which was the first time he had seen it in his life.

Chasing the line of fire that stretched all the way but kept disappearing, Luke looked at the situation on the street by the way.

The glass of all kinds of cars and street buildings was shattered by the shock wave of the retro Harley-Davidson motorcycle just now.

Cars on the street were also scorched, street light poles and parking meters were melted and bent, and trees were blazing like torches.

What the hell is that? Luke muttered in his heart, but he was glad that this thing was going due west, not in the same direction as Drex's northwest.

He twisted the accelerator and chased frantically.

Just this destructive power, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like something ordinary extraordinary beings can do.

In the fleeting moment just now, he also saw the people on the retro Harley motorcycles smoking all over their bodies, as if they were also on fire.

But in the air, he could not smell the aroma of barbecue.

But this isn't some kind of stuntman, and the stuntman doesn't blow up everything along the way!

After chasing the fire line out of the city for more than ten kilometers, Luke saw an old factory building.

The searing breath of vintage Harley-Davidsons has entered.

He found a secluded place to stop the car, put the motorcycle back into the storage space, took out two drones, and took out a new set of armor while watching the surveillance data on the fake mobile phone.

This is not a white wolf armor, but a prototype battle armor with different ideas.

It's just a prototype. Like Selina's Best Armor, it only has the most basic protection and camouflage functions.

Unlike the white wolf armor, which is a white box, this new armor is divided into three parts: the head, the upper body, and the lower body.

Luke first stepped on the grooves of his feet similar to a flat box, hung the unfolded upper body armor on his body with one hand, and strapped the open helmet armor with the other.

The flat box quickly popped out the folded armor, all the way up from the calf, and the upper body armor quickly opened down from the shoulder blade.

Ten seconds later, the upper and lower armors were joined, and the head armor was also connected to the upper armor at the same time.

Luke moved his hands and feet, not particularly satisfied.

But this is only a trial product for the technical reserve of the follow-up battle armor, and it is normal to be dissatisfied.

Accelerating under his feet, he lightly jumped more than ten meters and jumped onto the roof of the factory building.

The weight of this armor is greatly reduced, the protection is slightly reduced, the flexibility is greatly enhanced, and the concealment of actions is stronger.

In layman's terms, Batman belongs to the frontal fighting knight armor, the new armor belongs to the assassin-type armor, and the white wolf armor is in between.

Therefore, when Luke ran lightly on the factory building, he made almost no sound.

Soon, he rushed to the central area of ​​the factory building, and below it was a relatively empty maintenance workshop.

Frowning, he had already found a corpse lying at the gate of the factory building, blue all over and emitting a strong smell of sulfur.

The murderer of the bar massacre is here!

Luke was refreshed and looked at the two sides standing in the field.

On one side are four weirdos with different shapes.

On the other side is the man who followed him, riding a fire motorcycle.

But at this moment, the man was screaming loudly, and at the same time, there were bursts of ash smoke from his body, and pieces of flames floated from his face and hands, and the skin and muscles seemed to melt in the flames.

Finally, with a roar, this person turned into a flaming... skull?

Although he was still wearing a black leather jacket and jeans, his head and exposed hands had turned into white bones, burning with blazing red flames.

The flaming skull raised his hand and pointed at the other four: "Go to hell!"

Among the four people on the opposite side, a young man with gray-blue skin spread his hands: "It seems that we have nothing to talk about."

As soon as the voice fell, a strange person beside him suddenly blurred, turned into a whistling black smoke and a gust of wind whirled and flew, rushing towards the flame skeleton.

Bang!

The gust of wind slammed into the flame skull's chest heavily, knocking him upside down and hanging on the iron chain more than ten meters behind him.

Luke raised his eyebrows: This guy is weird.

To say that this eccentric turned into a gust of wind is not a description, it is indeed like a small tornado.

Even if his figure stood still, there was a slightly blurred image, and his body was looming.

After the flame skeleton was hit by the iron chain and hung on the chain, its head was lowered, and the flames on its body disappeared.

The gray-blue-skinned young man smiled proudly: "It seems that you are not as powerful as my father said. What Ghost Rider, they are all dogs!"

Luke didn't move.

Although he has now determined that the gray-blue-skinned young man among the four must be the murderer of the bar massacre, at least one of them.

In the bar, he also sensed the presence of the smell of three other people, but he couldn't be sure that these three, along with the gray-blue-skinned young man, were responsible for the bar massacre.

Now the four of them are standing together, even if they are not accomplices, they are the villains who sit and watch the young people commit massacres.

But the flaming skeleton just turned Luke's taxi upside down and caused serious damage to the city, and was not welcomed by Luke.

Besides, Flaming Skeletons aren't like some kind of crap that can be easily dealt with.

Sure enough, as soon as the blue-skinned young man finished speaking, the skeleton hanging on the iron chain burst into flames again. group of four.

The monster who can transform into the wind strikes again.

This time, the flame skeleton was prepared. Although it was beaten and shook, it was not sent flying again.

On the other side of the group of four, someone climbed into a large truck outside the warehouse, started it, accelerated suddenly, and rammed directly into the entangled two people.

boom!

The large truck collided with an abandoned large truck, and the flaming skeleton had been caught between the two vehicles.

The wind monster entangled with the flame skeletons got out from under the truck, and his illusory body like the wind was not afraid of this kind of impact.

As soon as the door of the driver's seat of the big truck opened, a thin, bald middle-aged man came down, tilted his head to look at the front of the car, and said with a grin, "He's not very strong."