Heavy Truck Chariot In The End Times

at this time.

The dense forest gallops.

Hu Yan sat in the back seat of the Harley heavy machine, with her arms around Pan Hua's waist, her warm body temperature passed through her leather jacket. This made Pan Hua feel as if he had returned to the time when he was in love, and he was carrying her for a drive, unlucky.

"Carrot, hold it firmly, my husband is going to drag racing!" Pan Hua couldn't help shouting.

However, the only response to him was a low roar. Hu Yan could no longer speak, only yelling.

Hearing the roar, Pan Hua's face changed suddenly, and Harley's heavy machine flicked its tail, splashed with a lot of mud, and stopped steadily on the newly renovated forest road. Get out of the car quickly, drew the knife with both hands, and looked at Hu Yan who had already jumped out of the car and began to growl lowly.

Hu Yan's roar will only sound when she is in danger.

She called.

It shows that a danger is encountered at this time.

Following the direction of Hu Yan's roar, Pan Hua watched and watched while speculating in his brain whether he had encountered a large evolutionary beast or something else.

He can judge the degree of danger from Hu Yan's roar. Hu Yan, who has a keen sense, can always detect danger in advance. The tighter the call, the more dangerous it is. Now her call is very rapid.

Danger, very dangerous!

Taking a deep breath, Pan Hua was going to check it out. This was his duty. It was not only to inspect the logging area, but also to eliminate the surrounding threats.

However, he did not wait for Pan Hua to investigate.

There was a rustle around the dense forest. From front, back, left and right, countless unidentified humans in black emerged suddenly. Everyone had knives, guns and sticks in their hands, bows and arrows on their backs, and a circle hanging from their waists. Long tube-this is the standard equipment of the insect warrior.

On the chest of the man in black, a spider-like insect with an upgraded body of scabies was embroidered with gold thread uniformly.

About forty or fifty people pointed their swords, guns and clubs at Pan Hua together.

Pan Hua immediately numbed his scalp, and his teeth trembled a little, and lightly spit out three words: "Insect warrior!"

At this time, in front of the road, suddenly a four-carriage sedan was turned out of the dense forest. The sedan was made of wood and covered with black cloth. The black cloth was embroidered with an upgraded body of scabies mite like gold thread. In front of the big sedan chair, there is a knight. The knight is a foreigner with blond hair and obvious worm nuclei on his face.

Under the seat is a golden beast that resembles a tooth wolf, but with a larger body.

The knight and Si carried the sedan chair without any rush and came to Pan Hua and Hu Yan.

Pan Hua's hand holding the knife was already trembling, and Hu Yan, who was roaring low, was tightly guarded behind him, looking pale at the knight and the four-carriage sedan chair.

When the knight reached the ground, he immediately turned over and got down the Big Fang, and then shouted in fluent Chinese: "Here is the President!"

The people in black around immediately screamed and shouted, "Welcome to the President!"

The strange atmosphere revealed a little bit of funny, which seemed nondescript.

But Pan Hua couldn't laugh.

His face had turned from pale to grey-blue. In this posture, he had already guessed who was coming.

In the cry of "Welcome to the President", two white and tender jade arms stretched out from the sedan chair to lift the black curtain. They are two young girls wearing sheer gauze with three-point inside clearly visible. They are beautiful and have a very attractive body, but the black scars are faintly visible on their bodies.

One of the young girls yelled, "The President, here comes."

"Reached?"

A lazy voice came from the sedan chair, and then, after waiting for about ten seconds, three people walked out. To be precise, it was a man in his thirties who walked out of his thirties and hugged two other young girls in tulle.

This person has an ordinary appearance and a fair complexion.

He wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his eyes and a gentleman hat with white and black stripes on his head.

Wearing a white windbreaker, white shirt, black vest, and a white scarf.

He is not tall, he is not handsome, and his figure is even worse. He can't support the shape of the windbreaker at all, so the windbreaker is on his body and looks nondescript. But if you don't care about the nondescript windbreaker, or his height and appearance, he will have a taste of SH Tan Xu Wenqiang at first glance.

The man in the windbreaker bit a cigarette in his mouth and showed a slight smile. He looked at Pan Hua gently, and took the cigarette off with his index finger, middle finger and thumb, his voice was a bit shrill.

"Long time no see, Team Leader Pan."

"You, why did you come here." Pan Hua was so nervous that he was a little stuttered, but he still insisted on not letting himself show his timidity. "If you don't stay in Mushroom City to enjoy, you will come to such a remote place."

"I miss some old friends." The man in the windbreaker smiled, "I miss you old Pan. At the beginning, I was under Captain Pan and went into the forest to gather mushrooms. When I met a tiger, Captain Pan showed his power and killed the tiger. , And then we have a barbecue together, it is really an evocative past."

It seems that he is really cherishing the memory, the man in the windbreaker looked at the sky in the distance, and walked away.

A minute later, he recovered and said, "Of course, I miss them too, silly. Artest who loves be lazy, the baby of Mushroom City, the beautiful beauty of Chen, the black and thick ugly man Tota Heavenly King, the five sisters. The third youngest goddess Tang Cuicui. Look, I remember old friends. I just don’t know, you still don’t remember, my old friend."

Without waiting for Pan Hua's reply, the man in the trench coat suddenly changed his tone and his voice became gloomy: "I'm afraid I can't remember. Who cares about a clumsy, bad-tempered hanging silk. You didn't consider me a friend at all. Everything is my wishful thinking."

After speaking, he stared at Pan Hua with bitter eyes.

Pan Hua was shocked by the look of the opponent's eyes, and he was nervous, trying to calm the atmosphere: "Xu Yun, no one looked down on you back then, you think too much."

Xu Yun suddenly yelled: "Call me President Xu!"

Pan Hua's face was stiff and he wanted to be hard-hearted, but after his eyes flickered, he was still weak and compromised: "President Xu."

"That's right." Xu Yun nodded in satisfaction, and then sneered, "You people always remind me of the group of dogs in the center of the network ring. You stand above yourself, master the truth, and master the power of life and death. Nothing. Caring about our thoughts, I feel that internet addicted teenagers are all insane, but you are actually sick, you know!"

After spreading his hands, Xu Yun suddenly laughed again: "So you see, the facts have proved who is the waste. I, Xu Yun, the insect king, the president of the insect warrior Republic, control the lives and deaths of tens of thousands of people. And you, a group of bereaved dogs, It’s sad to hide XC all day and live like a cockroach!"

Turning back to look at the gringe: "Bruce, get my electric shock baton ready."

Bruce nodded: "OK, President."

Immediately, people took people from the back of the four-carriage sedan, and moved down a machine, like some kind of rough-worked equipment, with several electric shock batons inserted into it. Shake the device to generate electricity, and the electric shock stick is charged on it.

Seeing this, Pan Hua couldn't help shaking: "Xu Yun, what are you going to do!"

Pull out an electric shock baton, press the switch, one end of the electric shock baton suddenly sparked.

Xu Yun smiled and held the electric shock baton, and walked to Pan Hua: "What are you doing? Of course it is to treat you, electric shock therapy. This is a very effective way of curing diseases. I have studied under the magnetic violent infantry for a year. Many, rest assured, the technique is absolutely professional."

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