On the street, Hans was running with all his strength, swinging his two long legs. He was no longer prepared to take hostages, which would only waste his time. He also saw just now that Zhang Daoming used the communicator at least twice to seek help.

support.

There must be super bodies around!

At this moment, Hans was no longer ready to escape, but wanted to complete the task as much as possible.

"Bang!"

Hans jumped up in the crowd and reached the rooftop of a Sichuan-style private restaurant.

The building has three floors and is more than ten meters high. Hans's jump attracted many people's attention.

While running on the roof, Hans took out a spray tube similar to the size of oral spray from his pocket with his left hand.

"Whoosh!"

Hans turned on the electronic button on the base, threw it with all his strength towards the most crowded street not far away.

"Bang!"

An unlucky homeless man was hit on the head. He turned around and glanced around. He saw the spray can fly and he was trampled and kicked away among the crowd.

The homeless man thought someone had dropped the thing, so he ignored it and ran quickly towards the alley.

"Si!"

On the ground, the vial made a very slight spray sound, and a white liquid invisible to the naked eye was mixed in the air and rising upwards.

In this way, Hans threw the sprayer outwards while running. In a few seconds, he threw at least seven or eight bottles into the nearby blocks.

"Tap!"

From behind, the sound of footsteps stepping on the roof resounded, and Zhang Daoming rushed over at extremely fast speed.

Hans glanced back and didn't fight with him at all. He only used his legs and jumped into the air, jumping from the roof on the right side of the road to the building on the left.

In the chaotic street, the crowd was stunned when they saw that Hans could jump across the street with just the strength of his legs.

Zhang Daoming took off from the roof on the right, wanting to chase Hans, but for some reason, as soon as he jumped up, he suddenly felt dizzy and his body muscles began to tremble inexplicably.

"Bang!"

In this dazed moment, Zhang Daoming's body posture deformed, he lost his balance, and he hit the eaves on the left side of the road.

"Wow...!"

Several pieces of broken bricks and cement flew towards him. Zhang Daoming thought about reaching out to grab the eaves in mid-air, but he felt that his right arm was weak and his muscles were in unbearable pain.

"Gudong!"

With a muffled sound, Zhang Daoming fell from the air and hit the curb on the street.

The crowd dispersed instantly, leaving a vacuum of seven to eight meters.

Zhang Daoming is a human genetically modified warrior. Needless to say, he has a strong body. Falling from the height just now would not have any impact on him at all, but now it is completely different. He was lying on the ground and felt that his skeleton was shaking.

It looks like it's about to crack. I don't know if it was caused by a fall or some other reason.

faint!

A severe dizziness hit Zhang Daoming, as if he had a bad cold. His head was extremely heavy and his eyes were blurry.

When I looked down, I saw beads of sweat the size of soybean grains on my palms and exposed skin.

This is a sign of extreme weakness.

"Hoo ho!"

Zhang Daoming gasped twice, gritted his teeth and held on to the ground, jumped up, turned his head and shouted: "Everyone spread out! Try to go indoors and hide in a confined space, don't come out yet!"

Shouting and jumping at the same time.

"Whoosh!"

Zhang Daoming used all his strength to return to the roof again, chased Hans, and kept shouting at the communicator: "Quick... quick... I seem to have been poisoned by a neurotoxin! This gangster has an unknown purpose, and his body is

There are dangerous goods, we must catch him...!"

"Right now, I see your real-time location, right now!" Zhang Yunxi shouted in response: "If it's too dangerous, just drag him."

When the two were communicating, Zhang Daoming was still trying his best to catch up, but his speed was getting slower and slower.

In front of him, Hans had already left Zhang Daoming a long way away. After turning his head and staring at the surrounding scene, he immediately jumped into the air at an intersection and ran towards the central square.

There are many people there!

The mist cannot be released in clusters, as this is not conducive to fermentation.

Hans thought of this and rushed to the central square with all his strength. Behind him, Zhang Daoming's consciousness could no longer resist his body. He lay on the roof with a thud, his whole body shaking convulsively, and his clothes were soaked with sweat.

"Dirty... dirty blood, we must catch it...!"

"I'm here!"

The moment Zhang Daomin closed his eyes weakly, the Dirty Blood Warrior finally appeared. He stopped Hans right in front, followed by Jiang Xin and Gu Yuyan.

"Whoosh!"

The moment Hans saw Zongxue and the others, he immediately stopped.

"It's you again!" Hans looked at Zhang Yunxi with red eyes and roared: "Damn Orientals! Damn Super Supervision Bureau!! Today's revenge comes from Selva City and the royal family of Jena!

The blood flowing under the Victory Tower will be staged in southern Yunnan! Go to hell!!"

While talking, Hans took out two pockets, took out nearly twenty bottles of sprayers, tapped the switch on the base, and then threw them towards the central square with all his strength.

"Whizzing……!"

The potion bottles exploded in mid-air in three waves, scattering in all directions.

"I don't know what he threw. You intercept it and hand it over to me." Zhang Yunxi shouted and rushed towards Hans instantly.

"Come on, I'm going to kill you!"

Hans stopped running away, his eyes widened, and he roared at Zhang Yunxi. He activated his strongest posture, raised his right arm and punched.

"The horse-riding man and the political assistant are gone, and you still come here!"

Zhang Yunxi did not dodge or dodge, but faced the opponent's fist with his body.

"Bang!"

Hans punched Zhang Yunxi on the chest, but the opponent remained motionless, and he actually felt the bones of his right arm cracked.

"You entered...?!" Hans was extremely frightened.

"Bang, bang!"

Zhang Yunxi's arms moved up and down, and the opponent's arm was severed on the spot. The bone stubble pierced the skin and was directly pulled out.

"Bang, bang!"

Zhang Yunxi grabbed the opponent's arm, raised his right leg, and kicked the opponent's kneecap with a low kick.

"Bang, bang!"

Hans's body fell and hit the roof heavily. The wooden ceiling could not withstand the impact and instantly shattered.

"Whizzing!"

The two fell from the roof together and fell into the lobby of a hot pot restaurant.

"Gudong!"

Hans fell heavily to the ground, followed closely by Zhang Yunxi, who landed next to him.

"You... you have entered the growth stage... It seems that the royal family's information has played a role..." Hans's face was painless, and his body was twisted and deformed lying on the ground: "The Eastern Super Body... will never be able to get rid of it.

Take the shadow of the royal family...!"

"Bang!"

Zhang Yunxi stepped on his face, bent down and pulled his head, and shouted with a ferocious expression: "What did you throw just now?!"

"hehe!"

Hans looked at him with a smile: "...Do you think I am afraid of death? Soon, you will know what it is soon."

"Bang!"

Zhang Yunxi stopped talking nonsense, stepped on his chest, lowered his head and shouted into the communicator: "Contact the leaders of the scenic spot directly, bypassing the police department, and tell them that there is an emergency in the central square."

…

central square.

Jiang Xin pushed through the crowd and looked down to see a bottle of spray that had been thrown away by Hans. It was right next to the curb and had been trampled on.

"Step aside."

Jiang Xin shouted.

The surrounding crowd ignored it, and a strong man cursed and yelled: "Good dogs don't block the way, get out of the way!"
To be continued...