Chapter 123 The secret agent situation is over, right? 5

Looking at Thor with a mean expression, Sherlock really didn't want to talk to Thor at all. Sherlock had guns, and Sherlock, who was more powerful than a big pineapple, also had guns.

But you don’t look at yourself either. Good guy, you are a master of body contouring and the founder of Mercy Marksmanship. I believe that you can kill people with bullets rather than believe that you can choke people to death with gunpowder smoke. How come you have the nerve to come and talk to yourself? Are you saying that the big pineapple just now was not strong enough?

But looking at Sol looking forward to his star eyes, Sherlock finally couldn't hold back and gave up his position. On the one hand, the old godmother is indeed much more powerful than the big pineapple.

On the other hand, Sherlock really didn't want to be around Anna anymore. After all, for the first time since time travel, Sherlock was almost made angry by a little bitch and wanted to destroy the world.

Sherlock and Saul had just finished handing over despite the enemy's bullets, and the roar of the old godmother began to resound in the compartment of the bus mixed with Saul's wild laughter.

However, what makes Sherlock feel a little speechless is that this guy Thor doesn't know what's wrong with him. He just shoots and shoots. Sherlock can bear to laugh wildly, but since Thor got the right to fire from Lao Ganma, he said He actually started making risqué remarks.

It doesn't matter if you say dirty words, but many of the dirty words in Saul's mouth are of an indescribable type, and just one sentence is enough to seal the entire book.

Sherlock was quite speechless, and for a moment he didn't know whether he should complain about Thor's shooting skills or his dirty talk.

The pursuers on the opposite side also quickly discovered something was wrong. Good guy, although I don't know where the opponent got the heavy firepower, the guy who opened fire with the heavy firepower was really not that good.

The heavy machine gun has been roaring for who knows how long now. Except for the unlucky guy who bluffed me to catch it more accurately, there is no scratch on my side as long as I sit in the position honestly.

Although the other side is so kind, as a soldier, you still have to fight back and take action. Although their gunman is very kind, it does not mean that the person responsible for driving is kind.

Look at the woman driving the car. Along the way, she just relied on the weight of the bus and the terrain to defeat a car on her side and countless motorcycles that were outflanking her.

After being kind to the officer in the off-road vehicle, he finally decided not to shoot anymore. After all, the higher-up's requirement was to capture people alive, so finding a way to jump on the bus and engage in close combat was the best option.

As for the roaring machine gun, everyone chose to ignore it. After all, the gunman was really kind, especially after the heavy machine gun stopped for a while and roared again, he was even more merciful. Can't catch bullets.

And just when this group of people had just got out of the car door and tried to approach the bus despite Sol's "gunfire", an even more restless roar of the engine came from above the heads of the two forces.

Before Sherlock and his pursuers could figure out what was going on, four motorcycles jumped out of the winding mountain road at high speed.

The people on the motorcycle were all dressed in pure black tights and wore a pure black helmet. Apart from being able to rely on their figures to determine that all of these people were women, no useful information could be obtained.

The performance of the four motorcycles was obviously better than that of the pursuers' vehicles. In just a few breaths, they quickly approached the pursuers' vehicles.

The three Sherlocks watched helplessly as four motorcycles popped up several small discs from the sides and stuck them on the vehicles, then quickly decelerated, accompanied by a rumble of explosions.

Those off-road vehicles chasing the bus were all in an instant, flying to the sky, flying out, and Sherlock even saw a guy wearing camouflage, a helmet, and a bomb hanging on his body, flying past the side of the bus with flames all over his body and a face full of horror.

This sudden change made Sherlock and the three of them undecided. They didn't know where the other side was coming from. Anna saw that the four motorcyclists on the opposite side were equipped more sophisticatedly than the pursuers and had better training than those pursuers. Even more healthy, there are also a lot of dead souls at the moment.

Not caring whether these people were friends or foes, he gritted his teeth and unleashed almost all his driving skills in his life, turning the steering wheel hard.

Following Anna's movements, the bus basically made a 180-degree U-turn on the narrow winding mountain road with its front wheels in the air.

The huge inertia almost caused Sherlock and Thor to fly in mid-air.

Fortunately, Thor reacted quickly, grabbed the handrail beside him, and pulled Sherlock along. Otherwise, Sherlock might have been thrown away like the poor old godmother and fell into the valley. .

However, what the three of them didn't figure out was that the four motorcycles didn't chase Sherlock and the three of them. Instead, they started the motorcycles and headed in the opposite direction of them after they had dealt with the pursuers and watched Sherlock and them leave.

This made Sherlock and others very confused, not knowing what was going on.

However, although she didn't know what the situation was, at least a few people were able to get rid of these pursuers. Anna immediately stepped on the accelerator of the bus to the bottom and quickly left this place of right and wrong.

Half an hour later, with the bus shaking and roaring, the N-hand bus, which had experienced the baptism of fire and was driven fiercely, finally couldn't bear the torture and was declared scrapped and stopped where it was.

Anna opened the door of the bus and jumped out without any hesitation, followed by Saul and Sherlock. None of the three said anything, but Saul reluctantly glanced at the bus that had been declared scrapped.

Goodbye, my good friend, I will always remember the moment when you fought side by side with me as a comrade.

Sherlock looked at Sol next to him with tears in his eyes and a black line on his forehead. Why hadn't he noticed before that Sol had so many silly scenes?

Anna took Sherlock and Thor for about half an hour, and then they came to a vehicle that had been camouflaged. Anna took off the camouflage on the vehicle in a few clicks, and said The one who didn't send it got into the driver's seat.

After Sherlock and Thor looked at each other, they both climbed into the back of the car very wisely.

The three of them didn't say a word along the way. Along with the churning of the car, Anna led a few people to a bustling town and stopped in front of a two-story building that seemed to be relatively intact. Got out of the vehicle.

Watching Anna stop the car and turn off the engine, Sherlock and Sol quickly got out of the car and followed Anna into the two-story building.

The moment the door of the hut closed, Anna's face turned extremely ugly.

"Now, let's have a frank talk!"