It took a while for the driver to recover, looked at the banknotes and murmured, "What a nice guy."
He had only driven a little, and the fare was a whopping thirty dollars.
Not only did Luke save him, but he also paid more for the fare. He is definitely a good man.
The good guy Luke was already in the dark and no one. He took out a Triumph motorcycle from the storage space, put on his helmet, and quickly detoured on the road where the abnormality appeared just now.
On the street far away, you can still see a line of fire extending to the west.
He decisively accelerated to catch up.
In the flash of the taxi flying up just now, he saw a motorcycle passing by.
There are more people in the United States who like to ride motorcycles, which is not surprising.
But it was the first time in his life that he had seen the retro Harley motorcycle with sparks exploding along the way, and the front and rear wheels blazing at a speed of more than 200 kilometers per hour.
Chasing the line of fire that stretched all the way but kept disappearing, Luke took a look at the situation on the street.
The glass of various cars and street buildings were shattered by the shock wave of the retro Harley just now. After the line of fire on the ground disappeared, there was a wheel mark melted by high temperature.
The cars on the street also had scorched marks, the lampposts and parking meters were melted and bent, and the trees turned into burning torches.
What the hell is that? Luke murmured in his heart, but he was also glad that this thing was going due west, and it was not in the same direction as Drake's northwest.
He slammed the accelerator and chased wildly.
As far as this destructive power is concerned, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't seem like something ordinary extraordinary beings can do.
In the fleeting moment just now, he also saw the people on the retro Harley motorcycle smoking all over their bodies, as if they were also on fire.
But in the air, he could not smell the aroma of roast meat.
But this isn't some stuntman, and stuntmen aren't going to blow up everything along the way!
After chasing the line of fire for more than ten kilometers out of the city, Luke saw an old factory building.
The searing breath of vintage Harleys has entered the mix.
He found a secluded place to stop the car, put the motorcycle back into the storage space, took out two drones and lifted off, while looking at the monitoring data on the counterfeit mobile phone, he took out a new set of armor.
This is not the White Wolf Armor, but a trial battle armor with a different idea.
It's just a prototype, like Selena's Best Armor, it only has the most basic protection and camouflage functions.
Unlike the white wolf armor, which is a white box, this new armor is divided into three parts: head, upper body, and lower body.
Luke first stepped into the grooves of his feet that resembled a flat box, hung the unfolded upper body armor on his body with one hand, and put on the open helmet armor with the other.
The flat box quickly pops out the folded armor, all the way up from the calf, and the upper body armor quickly opens down from the shoulder blades.
Ten seconds later, the upper and lower armors were joined together, and the head armor was also joined to the upper armor at the same time.
Luke moved his hands and feet, not particularly satisfied.
But this is just a trial product for the technical reserve of the follow-up armor, and it is normal to be dissatisfied.
Accelerating under his feet, he jumped more than ten meters lightly and onto the roof of the factory building.
The weight of this battle armor is greatly reduced, the protection is slightly reduced, the flexibility is greatly enhanced, and the concealment of action is stronger.
In layman's terms, Batman belongs to the knight armor that fights frontally, the new armor belongs to the assassin armor, and the white wolf armor is in between.
Therefore, when Luke ran lightly on the factory building, he barely made a sound.
Soon, he arrived at the central area of the factory building, below which was a relatively empty maintenance workshop.
Frowning, he had already found a corpse lying at the gate of the factory building. It was blue all over and exuded a strong sulfur smell.
The killer of the bar massacre is here!
Luke lifted his spirits and looked at the two sides standing in the field.
On one side are four weird men with different shapes.
On the other side was the person who was following him, riding a fire motorcycle.
But at this moment, this person was screaming loudly, and at the same time, there were bursts of gray smoke coming out of his body, and pieces of flames floated from his face and hands, and the skin and muscles seemed to be melting continuously in the flames.
Finally, with a roar, the man turned into a fiery... skull
Although he was still wearing a black leather jacket and jeans, his head and exposed hands had turned into white bones burning with raging red flames.
The flaming skull raised his hand and pointed at the four people facing him: "Go to hell!"
Among the four people on the opposite side, a young man with gray-blue skin spread his hands: "It seems that we have nothing to talk about."
When the voice fell, the figure of a strange man beside him suddenly became blurred, turning into a whistling black smoke, whirling and flying in the wind, rushing towards the flame skull.
Boom!
The gust of wind slammed into the flame skull's chest, knocking him upside down, and hanging him on the iron chain more than ten meters behind him.
Luke raised his eyebrows: This guy is very weird.
To say that this weirdo turned into a gust of wind is really not a description, it really looks like a small tornado.
Even if his figure stood still, it was a slightly blurred image, with his body looming.
After the flame skull was hit and hung on the chain, its head drooped, and the flames on its body disappeared.
The young man with gray-blue skin smiled triumphantly: "It seems that you are not as powerful as my father said. What ghost riders are all dogs!"
Luke didn't move.
Although he has now determined that the gray-blue-skinned young man among the four must be the murderer of the bar massacre, at least one of them.
In the bar, he also noticed the presence of the smell of three other people, but he couldn't be sure that these three people and the young man with gray and blue skin had caused the massacre in the bar.
Now the four of them stand together, even if they are not accomplices, they are villains who sit back and watch young people commit massacres.
But the flaming skull turned Luke's taxi upside down just now, and caused serious damage to the city, so Luke didn't like it.
Besides, the Fire Skull doesn't look like a crappy thing that can be easily taken down.
Sure enough, as soon as the blue-skinned young man finished speaking, the skeleton hanging on the iron chain burst into flames again. The hanging skull suddenly lifted up, tore off the iron chain around his neck, and rushed towards Foursome.
The strange man who can turn into wind strikes again.
This time the Flame Skull was on guard. Although it was beaten and trembled, it was not sent flying again.
On the other side of the group of four, someone climbed into a large truck outside the warehouse, accelerated suddenly after starting, and directly crashed into the two people who were entangled together.
boom!
The large truck collided with an abandoned large truck, and the flame skull was caught between the two vehicles.
The wind monster entangled with the flame skull got out from under the big truck. His illusory body like the wind is not afraid of this kind of impact.
As soon as the driver's door of the large truck opened, a thin, bald, middle-aged man came down. He tilted his head to look at the position of the front of the car, and said disdainfully, "He's not very strong, after all."