Chapter 156 Pursuit
Two strange large motorcycles separated from the van and drove forward madly.
They didn't care what happened to the cars around them, their safety was the most important thing at the moment.
"You're waiting for us here..."
Coulson held the handlebars with both hands, thinking calmly, looking at the rearview mirror from time to time.
This motorcycle is pretty big, and it can accommodate several people on the back seat.
The people in the back seat witnessed this incredible scene and began to tremble all over. Having been in high positions for so long, they no longer have the animal energy they had when they were young.
The joystick of the other car is the steering wheel, which may feel a little unfamiliar to operate, but for them, the agents of S.H.I.E.L.D., it is not a big problem.
Two motorcycles were speeding on the road, driving like a car in a speed and passion.
Hola, who was originally standing on the hood of the van, immediately jumped off the hood after the two motorcycles broke away.
Because the motorcycle was detached, the entire van was like it had its interior hollowed out, leaving only a skin there.
Without support, it won't stay long.
Without a ride, he can’t catch up?
That's impossible. There's traffic.
Hola jumped between the traffic without any pressure and at no slow speed.
Those who noticed it kept silent and just wanted to stay away from it as much as possible; those who didn't notice it complained and used dirty words, and would definitely curse at Hola if he visited the roof of his car.
Hola would never tolerate these people who were swearing. When he put his feet on the roof of their car, there was a "puff" sound and then there was no sound in the car.
At the same time, the car was either moving crookedly or moving straight forward, with no sign of human control.
Just like that, the road became chaotic, causing a disaster no less severe than the last Hulk incident.
"madness."
Hola didn't have much energy left here, wasting it on this could only lead to problems.
The streets were once again ablaze, and although it wasn't as chaotic and terrible as last time, it was still unbearable to watch.
"Hurry, hurry, hurry, that, that monster, chase, catch up!"
A police chief shouted, and then several others followed suit, turning back from time to time to see where Hola was.
"What, so fast!"
Coulson was not tired of it. He looked back and saw a figure jumping up and down very quickly.
You know, they had just opened up a considerable distance with their good driving skills, but Hola caught up in a short time.
Coulson gave a gesture, and the agent at the back immediately used sign language to convey the message to the agent at the other side.
The other side receives the message and passes it to the driving companion through the rearview mirror.
Then Coulson and the agent who was driving began extreme operations together.
The agents sitting in the back took out their weapons and shot at Hola in the back.
Hola dodged the incoming bullets with ease.
The bullets were empty and naturally hit the car.
"My name is Coulson. I am currently on Carnegie Street in Cleveland Square. I have been attacked by enemies in the mission. The street has fallen into chaos. We need support and we need to contact the New York Police Department!"
After Coulson finished speaking to the motorcycle, he tapped his hands, and the virtual screen disappeared. He drove the motorcycle towards the Cleveland Theater Square and took that Hola around a corner.
"It's ridiculous. You can't run away. Enough of the fun!"
Hola leaped up and landed on the ground with both feet.
I saw a purple light rising from under its feet, and purple lines spreading outward from it.
The lines spread quickly, directly covering the entire Cleveland Square.
The purple light curtain reminds people that this is the boundary, and also the lifeline that is blocked!
"It happened!"
Coulson didn't stop the motorcycle, but when he saw the lines spreading on the ground, he had some idea of what was going to happen, especially when the purple light curtain lit up.
After the purple light curtain covered the entire place, it disappeared without a trace, as if nothing had happened.
"What, what, what, what is this?"
"what is happening?"
"You'll protect me, right?"
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Several branch chiefs began to panic. Some were jumping up and down in anxiety, some were shaking on the spot, and some even pulled out their guns to fight to the death.
"Okay, there's no point in being anxious."
Coulson has no way to deal with it for the time being and can only fight guerrilla warfare.
"Everyone, take out your weapons. From now on, whether you can survive or not depends entirely on God..."
Coulson couldn't possibly tell where Ling Zhan and the others were, and he didn't know when Ling Zhan and the others would arrive or whether he could find them.
"how come……"
The branch chiefs seemed to have lost all their strength and wanted to collapse to the ground.
"If you want to live, you should fight hard, and the possibility of survival will increase."
Coulson didn't want to say any more nonsense and led his men to a hidden place.
"Mice, hide now."
Hola chuckled, there was no point in hiding, especially since it was Hola.
This area has been surrounded by the "Orchid Branch Prison Formation". Even if a magician comes, it will be impossible to break through without strong strength.
Hola came to the square area and was not in a hurry to look for Coulson and others.
He started dancing in the open space, looking like he was tap dancing. If there were professionals here, they would probably be amazed at how talented this guy was.
In contrast, there are people who are only concerned with escaping.
This kind of scenery is really...
So unique!
After the dance, he stood in place, and a circular magic circle with a radius of several meters appeared on the ground, and then wrapped it up like a piece of paper.
Then the magic circle twisted and suddenly exploded, with needle-like energy needles shooting out in all directions.
"Just hide."
Hola sneered.
……
"I wonder what the situation is like now?"
Coulson and a group of men hid near a house on Bronson Avenue.
Although there was a car accident on the street, it was a good thing that it did not affect the surrounding houses.
In general covert operations, it is difficult to bring out useful and special equipment, and bringing some will sometimes only serve as a hindrance.
"Can we survive...?"
A branch director asked in frustration, but it seemed like he was talking to himself.
Coulson was in no mood to answer those useless questions, and it was not so critical that he needed to lie to boost morale.
Even if I said that, they wouldn't believe it for now.
Coulson, holding the gun in his hand, tapped with his other hand, fiddling with something, and then a circular virtual screen was projected.
It was at this time that Coulson discovered a red dot flying towards them at an extremely fast speed.
"Get down, or get out of the way!"
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