Chapter 470 Permanent Solidification
Koenigsegg was speeding on the Bronx Highway, with blood-red lines covering the entire body. The crested lark's spiritual effect was slowly operating on the supercar, bringing him several times more excitement than before. power.
The instrument panel on the vehicle was pressed to the bottom. The speed of 500 kilometers per hour on the unlimited speed highway was like a jet about to take off. The exhaust pipe kept bursting with blood-red flames.
In the cab, Dominic, whose blood vessels were connected to every part of his body, gently pressed his abdomen, where there was a hideous knife wound that cut almost half of his waist.
At the moment when they met at the top of the Empire State Building, the Dodge Charger was split open by the boy's knife. Bones, steel, and flesh and blood could not stop the sharpness of the ancient alchemical knife. The blade hit the person hiding in the driver's seat fiercely and accurately. On him.
A car that has been assimilated by the Word Spirit will not be injured if it is cut open, because the car is a foreign object rather than its own body. Under normal circumstances, the impact resistance of the car after being eroded by the Word Spirit and freely assembled is almost several times that of bulletproof materials. He even had the confidence to eat a military RPG head-on, break through the flames and smoke, and continue driving.
But in front of that boy, in front of that sword called Kikuichi Monji norimune, the crested lark was as weak as paper. It only took one strike to seriously injure him, the releaser of the word spirit.
".There's still some distance to go."
Dominic stepped on the accelerator, his face looking a little pale due to blood loss. In his heyday, he could drive the super car under him so fast, but now he can only maintain a speed of 500 kilometers per hour due to serious injuries. .
But even at this speed, he was able to finish the highway in a very short time and reach the Whitestone Bridge back to Brooklyn. This road is a straight line and is the favorite track of New York racing parties. Here he can completely relax and run in a straight line for a while to rest.
In the distance by the river, the streets of Brooklyn were lit with lights, and for a moment, Dominic seemed to feel like he was seeing the building where Hot Flash Bar was located.
As long as I can go back to that place, as long as I can go back to that place.
Koenigsegg continued to step on the accelerator, roaring past with hurricanes and blood stains.
Squeezing his pedigree and the performance of a supercar, Dominic drove down the highway almost faster than flying. At the end of the forked road off the highway in the distance, the White Stone Bridge stood quietly over the river, with a sense of tranquility and tranquility. Warm light illuminates the flowing water under the bridge.
Koenigsegg began to slow down and drove towards the intersection of the highway, but at this time, he felt a gust of wind blowing past him, like a dark air flowing past his ears.
He turned his head to look but saw nothing, but this familiar feeling made him feel bad for no reason. The wound on his abdomen started to hurt again. He held the steering wheel with one hand and pressed the wound with the other hand to prevent the intestines inside. Sliding out, my mind was a little confused and I couldn't concentrate on what this feeling meant.
Koenigsegg got off the highway and ran straight towards the Whitestone Bridge in the distance. After crossing the Whitestone Bridge, he officially returned to Brooklyn. It was his real home there. He knew the road conditions so well that he could actually drive to Hot Flash Bar with his eyes closed. As long as he crossed the bridge, he basically won.
But at this moment, white light shone in from the rear window. Dominic, who was holding the steering wheel, suddenly raised his head and looked in the rearview mirror. A Porsche 911 appeared behind Koenigsegg at some point, as if out of thin air. The same one that appeared behind him!
At this time, as if he finally realized something, he slowly turned his head and looked at the Baishi Bridge in the distance.
Yes, something did pass by him just now. It easily surpassed the supercar with a speed of 500 per hour and was waiting for him in front.
There was a boy standing in the center of the bridge, holding a slender sheathed knife in his hand, looking at him from a distance, waiting for his arrival.
"Hoo-ho." Dominic took a deep breath, as if to suck out all the smell of burning gasoline in the supercar's fuel tank into his lungs. He moved his right hand away from the wound on his abdomen and kissed the cross pendant on his chest. He took firm control of the steering wheel again.
The price of freedom is expensive, but he never seeks freedom for himself, but for other more important people.
Everyone has unspeakable difficulties, and he has no intention of repeating his difficulties to the unfamiliar secret party hyena, even if this harmful consciousness will make the other party feel meaningless and inexplicable.
No parking! Just step on the accelerator! Ignore everything! Heading towards distant Brooklyn!
Koenigsegg did not slow down, he pushed the Crested Lark to the extreme for the last time! If he can survive, he will tell you everything again!
This time, the attachment of the blood vessels on the supercar was not limited to the vehicle itself, but frantically reached out around it, tearing off the steel guardrails along the surrounding highways and wrapping them around Koenigsegg's body! A large amount of iron sheets began to reinforce the super sports car, and the hundreds of meters of steel guardrails were eroded and assimilated. While increasing the weight of the car body, the speed of the car did not decrease but continued to climb upwards. He was already risking his life to fight.
Lin Nian grabbed Ju Yiwen Zezong and looked at Koenigsegg approaching at high speed in the distance. He slightly turned the blade and placed it on his waist, ready to draw the sword.
He has basically figured out the limits of the crested lark, the speech spirit. After understanding all the details of the prey, he can naturally carry out the last fatal bite.
Lin Nian on the bridge took a step forward, then leaned over and took a long breath. The skin all over his body began to grow fine iron scales. These dragon scales gradually began to disappear and appear freely according to the boy's will. The blood flowing in his veins as coquettishly as red crystal began to swallow up the dragon-transformation genes. , decompose and finally take possession of it as your own.
Once violently bloody, forever solidified.
Visual inspection.
He opened his eyes, and his red-gold eyes were as cold as steel refraction, reflecting the steel monster rushing toward him with its blood-red headlights on.
Breathe.
He exhaled white hot breath, like a hole in the heat-sealing urn.
Cut off the carp's mouth.
His thumb pressed against the blade, and he gradually pushed Kikuichi Monjizong out of the scabbard, revealing an inch of sharp light.
The steel monster composed of guardrails and Koenigsegg rushed towards Lin Nian, exuding blood-colored mist, like a wounded beast preparing to escape from the cage, and roared dangerously and uninhibitedly at the gatekeeper.
Pay.
The moment the giant monster traveling at over 500 kilometers per hour collided with Lin Nian, he drew his sword.
The blade was very fast, faster than the sound, so the whole process was actually silent. The deadly blade was filled with white light, as quiet as the moonlight splashed on the sea water, shining on the man in front of him.
Cut off.
All the hanging lights on the White Stone Bridge were extinguished, and the light of the sword, which was enough to illuminate the water and the sky, flashed past, and then everything returned to light.
The hurricane swept away, and the sonic boom followed and swept across the entire White Stone Bridge! The sea water under the bridge first seemed to be brushed by a big hand, and then the strong wind and sound waves shook the water surface with splashing water, creating a circle of waves visible to the naked eye and pushing them away in the distance!
Koenigsegg rushed forward, disintegrated in the air, cut in half, broke off from the middle, hit both sides of the White Stone Bridge, rolled several meters high, and finally fell to the sea below the bridge, bouncing for dozens of meters. High splash.
The supercar that was separated into two halves in the water on both sides of the bridge slowly sank to the bottom of the water, with dense bubbles popping up, leaving only the dark red roof of the car that flickered slightly and then went out.
In front of the Baishi Bridge, the Porsche 911 arrived belatedly. After a series of sudden braking noises, Lin Xian saw the horrifying scene in the center of the bridge as soon as he got off the car. There, the boy held the knife with his right hand and maintained the action of drawing the knife. In his left hand, he firmly grasped the bald man who had fainted due to excessive blood loss and overload of speech and spirit.
But these are not the key, the most important thing is the appearance of the boy.
In her eyes, the black dragon scales on the boy's body have not yet faded away. The dragon scales covering his body are like black armor. The black palm holding the handle of the knife squeezes and shoots out fine sparks.
Even that beautiful face had a suffocating chill. It lost the softness and gentleness of the past, and the slightly lowered golden eyes only contained intimidation.
Lin Xian was stunned for a few seconds and then rushed to Lin Nian. Before Lin Nian could step back and speak, he grabbed his shoulders and looked up and down, and then looked at the bridge where the guardrail had been broken. , took a deep breath and started to circle around him, "Damn it. Did you really split that car apart? It wasn't injured, was it? It wasn't sprained anywhere, was it?"
"No. Really not. I'm going to go, don't touch my butt!" Lin Nian could no longer hold back his chill for a moment.
He thought that his appearance shocked Lin Xian, but he didn't expect that his sister would directly touch his butt as soon as she came up and say what a female hooligan she was!
"I just want to see if you have a tail. I heard that little dragons all have tails." Lin Xian reached out and tapped the dragon scales on Lin Nian's neck, but the next moment she found that the scales shrank under the skin like ebbing tide.
"Do you still want to have a tail? Are you going to chop it off and eat the tail meat?" Lin Nian turned around and glared at the girl, but found that the other girl had a look of regret on her face when she saw him returning to normal. She is such a dear sister, she wishes she could be her brother. Really become a dragon?
Two or three gags confused the original serious atmosphere. After Lin Xian was "harassed" to make sure that Lin Nian didn't touch anything, he looked down at the bloody tough guy in Lin Nian's hand with confidence. "died?"
"No, but he lost half his life. With his bloodline, he should be able to last longer?" Lin Nian tore the hem of his clothes to expose his abdominal muscles. He turned around and saw Lin Xian looking at him with a strange expression. "what?"
"If you want to show off your abs, just lift up your clothes. Don't be so deliberate. If your T-shirt is torn, you have to buy a new one."
"No matter how expensive it is, it's better to save a life. You have to live in prison." Lin Nian didn't want to complain anymore. He squatted down and blocked the wound on the tough guy's waist where his intestines could be seen.
"What's next?"
"Take him back. I have something to ask him." Lin Nian said, looking at the car lights approaching from far away in the Brooklyn neighborhood of Baishi Bridge.
ps: 6/6, oh yeah. burned out. The hunting chapter is a transitional chapter and there won’t be many. Next, I will go to Japan and play for a while before entering the Dragon One plot. The plot in Japan is particularly interesting, and everyone can understand it.