Dragon Clan: My identity seems to be wrong.

The executive officer was an excellent driver, and the extended Lincoln in his hands was like a nimble fish, constantly weaving in and out of the traffic, but there was almost no feeling inside the car. Lu Mingfei, who had just closed his eyes to rest, actually fell asleep and even snored without realizing it.

"Slow down."

Seeing this scene, Finkel's originally playful smile quickly disappeared, and he gave instructions to the executive department specialist in front of him with an expressionless face.

The car continued to drive steadily on the wide road, but its speed began to decrease quietly, eventually maintaining at around 90 miles per hour. It no longer changed lanes and began to drive at a constant speed.

Lu Mingfei was sleeping, Finkel was staring out the window at the cars passing by, and the executive department specialist was driving seriously. The car fell into silence, with only Lu Mingfei's faint snoring occasionally heard.

"Well!"

Lu Mingfei, who was sleeping, frowned slightly, and his body kept twisting as if he was stimulated by something.

"Well, what's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"

Finkel, who was staring out the car window in a daze, came back to his senses, looked at Lu Mingfei with some surprise, who was frowning, and said uncertainly.

"Hey, wake up!"

Finkel looked at Lu Mingfei, calling out, and wanted to reach out to wake him up.

But before his hand touched Lu Mingfei, he felt a sense of danger and quickly pulled his hand back. Then he saw a palm-sized cut silently appear under the car. An invisible wind blade flew upward from the position where his hand had just been retracted, and cut a smooth cut on the roof of the car, and then disappeared.

"Stop the car, there's an ambush!"

Looking at the gap on the roof cut by the wind blade, Finkel's face became solemn, and he was a little scared. You know, this car was specially made by the Equipment Department, and the body of the car was reinforced with special materials. It looked ordinary, but even if you use an ordinary sniper rifle, it would at most leave a little mark on the body of the car. Only a heavy sniper rifle could penetrate it. But just now, the strange wind blade easily penetrated the special metal and made two holes without making any sound. If he had not retracted his hand just now, the consequences can be imagined.

At this time, the executive department specialist who was driving the car also noticed something was wrong and immediately stepped on the brakes. The braking system immediately lifted the wheels, leaving two long marks on the road, and the car immediately stopped on the road.

The well-trained executive officer immediately pressed a red button on the center console, and the center console immediately split to both sides, revealing a portable arsenal hidden inside. Although it was portable, there were more than a dozen guns of various types inside, ranging from miniature lipstick guns to huge anti-material sniper rifles, and even a portable grenade launcher, which we often call RPG. However, this was not the most amazing thing. Under the weapons, an oval-shaped object the size of a football lay there quietly. The oval-shaped object was painted with a lovely image of a beautiful girl. The pattern was exquisite and the characters were portrayed in great detail, as if it was a harmless decoration. However, the glaring radiation sign under the girl's skirt had already revealed its identity. This was a small-yield tactical nuclear bomb!

On each of these equipments, there is a half-withered world tree logo clearly engraved, which clearly shows the origin of these equipments. Perhaps only those guys would draw a cute beautiful girl on a nuclear bomb.

"Oh my god! Those lunatics in the equipment department! I've been sitting on these things for the past few days. I'm so lucky to be alive!"

Seeing the executive officer skillfully taking out two submachine guns from the weapons box, as if he turned a blind eye to the nuclear bomb, Finkel, who was sitting in the back, couldn't help swallowing his saliva. His back was already soaked with cold sweat. When he thought about how he had been riding around in this "pain car" for the past few days, he couldn't help but swear. However, the current situation didn't allow him to be too scared. He took the assault rifle and magazine handed over by the executive officer in front of him and looked out the window vigilantly.

Only then did they realize something was strange. The road they had just passed was clearly busy and bustling, but now there was not a single car to be seen. Theirs was the only car parked on the wide road. There was an eerie silence all around them, and no sound could be heard.

"Fingal, what should we do now?"

The executive officer sitting in the driver's seat spoke for the first time. His voice was a little hoarse, but he was extremely calm. He looked around vigilantly to guard against possible enemies, without any panic.

"How the hell do I know what to do? Isn't this something that your executive department should consider? Come up with a solution, Raymond!"

Finkel kept glancing around and making complaints, but the golden flames in his eyes had quietly lit up, his muscles bulged slightly, and a touch of bronze appeared on his skin, quickly covering his entire body, indicating that he was now fully alert.

"Ding!"

Another invisible wind blade rose from under the car and headed straight for the neck of the sleeping Lu Mingfei. Fortunately, Finkel was quick-witted and stretched out his bronze arm to block it in time.

"Chao, is the cutting ability so strong?"

Looking at the white mark on his right arm, Finkel could not help but curse. One knows his own business. After using the Word Spirit, his defense is higher than some special alloys. To leave a mark on him, one must be at least a B-level hybrid.

"Lu Mingfei, are you a pig? How can you still sleep so soundly in this situation?"

Reaching out his hand to block a wind blade again, Finkel looked at Lu Mingfei who still hadn't woken up, and couldn't help complaining, but his eyes became solemn. In such a noisy situation, even a pig should have woken up, but Lu Mingfei was still sleeping, which could only mean that he had been tricked without knowing it. And the enemy must be very powerful to have been able to bypass the perception of an A-level hybrid and trick Lu Mingfei who was S-level!

Several wind blades were sent out again, but they were all blocked by Finkel. The attacker seemed to realize that this wind blade attack could not cause any harm to the three people in the car, so he stopped releasing the wind blades. Then Finkel and Raymond were surprised to see that from the guardrail beside the road, densely packed monsters with strange shapes were rushing towards them. There were at least hundreds of them at a glance, and they let out wild beast-like roars, and their shining golden eyes were full of desire to kill.

"Are these all Deadpool?"

Raymond looked at the densely packed monsters, and his hand holding the gun couldn't help but tremble.

"No, these are ghosts."