It was just ten o'clock in the evening. Although the green area of ​​the Source Energy Capital was still brightly lit and crowded, the city was gradually falling into a deep sleep in the red area near the edge of the island.

There will be training tomorrow morning. After half a night of entertainment, the young soldiers from the surrounding major forces returned to their bases. The residents of the Red Zone, who had worked hard for a day, also dragged their tired bodies to bed early, preparing for a more difficult tomorrow. As a result, fewer and fewer vehicles were passing through the streets, and pedestrians had long disappeared. Even the battles that broke out from time to time on the streets were silenced for tomorrow. The lights on the roadside gradually went out, and the prosperity returned to deserted.

However, there are only a group of people who will not be able to rest as soon as the night goes, and will not stop their madness and fighting.

The riot tribe is in a fierce battle.

Haibin Street is a relatively important freight main road in the red area. At least half of the goods in the industrial and storage areas are transported into the city through this street. Every day, countless trucks are loaded with cargo and are flying past Binhai Street. At the peak, trucks can even fill the entire street.

In contrast to the prosperous freight, there are few other vehicles passing by except for trucks on the street. It is not because there are too many trucks and they are too congested. Of course, this is one of the reasons, but the most important reason is that Haibin Street just passes through a very bad area.

The dead leaf area, the old nest of the thunder tribe.

Although these madmen on the motorcycles are afraid of anyone showing speed in front of them, they are also selective to go crazy. They hardly care about those trucks that can be loaded with dozens or even nearly 100 tons. Even if the trucks are rushing wildly outside the Killer Leaf Zone in groups, it is too unchallenging to drive with a full load of trucks. Their eyes often focus on more exciting targets, such as those small vehicles that can leave the world with a sound of the engine, and for example, those small groups of people who have weapons swaying the market.

Just like the group of fully armed energy-controllers who just encountered on the streets of Haibin Street.

The Rapwrecks were originally chasing behind two gray cars, and the number was growing. In just under twenty minutes, six or seven hundred motorcycles had joined the pursuit team. For a time, the seaside street was illuminated by the headlights, and the steam coming out of the rear of the car covered the entire sky. All you could hear was the engine roaring wildly, and the shaking of the eyes was the flamboyant face of the Rapwrecks.

Although the cars have been transformed and have excellent performance, they are still inferior to the steam locomotives that the Raiders are proud of. Moreover, they are still circled around the dead leaf area like intentional provocation. Even though hundreds of Raiders are yelling and creating obstacles for their companions, the motorcycles flew out of the street from time to time, but the distance between the two sides gradually narrowed. From the beginning, they could only see the vague taillights. After chasing for twenty minutes, they could clearly see the bodies of the two cars, and the distance between the nearest locomotive was only less than 100 meters.

At this time, the Rapwreck tribe became even more crazy. The madmen in the first echelon at the front took out their weapons, from guns to crossbows, from the most ordinary continuous pistols to the beam guns in the electronic world, which was messy, like a weapon fair. As soon as the weapon was taken out, the madmen aimed at the front and pulled the trigger with a crazy smile.

However, it is not so much to attack the target, but to vent their emotions. They did not aim at this process before shooting, and only knew to pull the trigger while making a meaningless howl in the rain of bullets.

But even if you don’t aim, you can’t stand the large number of people and dense bullets. Even though the two cars twisted and twisted on the road from time to time, changing their positions like butterflies, they still endured the baptism of a lot of ammunition. The special wheels were unscathed, but the rear of the car had become messy, with single holes everywhere.

It seemed that they felt the danger of being caught up. The two cars returned to normal and stopped twisting. They kept driving in a straight line, allowing themselves to become targets for chasers. The sudden change made the thunder tribe behind them stunned, and even forgot to shoot for a few seconds.

A few seconds are enough.

In the darkness, a dazzling light flashed through the exhaust pipes of the two cars, and then two light blue flames were sprayed out. The next moment, the car's speed suddenly doubled, and the harsh roar of air being torn apart, rushed out like a jet, and threw the motorcycle door far behind.

Bastard, this is definitely a provocation, a bare-fruit teasing!

Even the brains of the rampage clan, which were paralyzed by alcohol and drugs, recognized the facts immediately. The ensuing anger destroyed their rationality that might not exist at all. The madmen howled and adjusted the power of the engine to the maximum, with only one thought in their minds.

Chase.

Gas acceleration cannot last long. Once the fuel is exhausted, it will slow down. Therefore, they must not be thrown away by them. They must catch up with them and tear them to pieces.

As expected by the Rapwrecks, after the pursuit lasted for another three minutes, the distance between them and the two cars was closer. However, to their surprise, the reason for the distance was not that the fuel was exhausted, but that they chose to slow down and even almost stopped on the side of the road.

Of course, the stay was only a few seconds, and the few people in the front could vaguely see it. When they stopped, the passenger of the car poked his head out of the window, as if he had said a few words to the outside, and immediately shrank back. Then the car, which had not stopped completely, accelerated again and began to speed on the road again.

Hum? There are still people on the road?

With the light of the motorcycle, we can see that there are indeed twenty or thirty cars parked by the roadside, including motorcycles and sedans. About forty or fifty people are hiding beside the road. They are well-equipped, but their expressions are a little... confused.

It must be their accomplices, who came to see us for a joke.

After being teased for nearly half an hour, the anger of the Raprunus clan has reached a point of substantiality and can almost burn everything around. Since you dare to run to our territory to see our jokes, then be prepared to pay the price. Kill you all, and those two bastard cars can't escape. Do you really think that the Hanye District is a place where you want to come and go if you want to?

So when the front of the car turned, six or seven hundred thugs changed their targets and rushed towards the crowd hiding by the roadside. Everyone's face was full of ferocious murderous intent, and they raised the weapon in their hands fiercely.

"Wait... wait." The hidden man in the lead seemed to want to say something, but there was no chance to explain. In a blink of an eye, the screaming thunderous clan had already arrived in front of him, chains, machetes, guns, and various weapons flashed in the darkness.
Chapter completed!