[The bug in the signal in the previous chapter has been fixed. I was distracted when I was editing the chapter yesterday …]
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Roddy couldn't think of a reason why the paparazzi's photo target changed from Kardashian to the two of them. However, knowing this information was also a gain. He asked the guy to go back and get another accomplice to come over and verify the confession. However, one of the paparazzi who was further away from Kardashian seemed to think that this was an opportunity. He got up and wanted to run away. But before Roddy could raise his bow, Kardashian swung the baseball bat and directly smashed the man to the ground. She walked over with a gloomy face, grabbed the back of the man's neck, and dragged him back like a dead dog.
The guy shouted for help and struggled desperately. When Kardashian walked to the side of the Audi A6L, her expression became irritated. She simply pulled the man up and slammed his head on the car door. With a "bang", a dent was formed in the sheet metal.
The fainted guy was thrown away by Kardashian like throwing garbage. Her cold eyes swept over them, and the guys who were still screaming in pain suddenly shut their mouths — they didn't think that their heads were harder than the door of the Audi A6.
The contrast between the impression that Kardashian gave people was too strong: such a slim beauty, just now easily dragged a man who weighed more than 100 kilograms with one hand … Was she still human?
With this scene, the rest of the people didn't dare to make any more waves. Roddy briefly questioned the paparazzi and the remaining sober ones. After confirming that there was no fabricated news, he stopped the interrogation. But this didn't mean that he would leave immediately. Limping, Roddy used a knife to puncture all the tires of these cars. However, the Mercedes-Benz was equipped with anti-puncture tires, so it didn't have any effect. He then found a pair of pliers from the back of the car and cut the wires in the engine compartments of these three cars by more than half.
By the time they were done, the sky was almost dark. When Brother Eleven woke up, he was pointed at by Roddy with his bow and climbed up obediently. Just as he was about to say something, Kardashian knocked him out with a blow from the stick. None of the people behind him ran away and were knocked out one by one. For a moment, there was a lot of banging sounds. Kardashian's understanding of the human body was better than Roddy's. These people were knocked out for at least four to five hours. Including the time it would take them to get out of here, it would take at least seven to eight hours. Roddy did not have to worry about the other party contacting the "big boss".
He had already destroyed all the communication equipment, even the walkie-talkie was smashed to pieces. After everything was packed up, Roddy took out all the cash and cards they had and lit them up on the spot. This was also to prevent them from running onto the road and using money to stop a car.
Before leaving, Roddy glanced at the injuries of the people who were shot. After some thought, he threw a roll of bandages on them before leaving. He was not pitying this group of people, but he did not want to cause the other party to pursue and seek revenge even more crazily after killing them.
There were some things that the other party would be afraid of if you knew the limit. If you used too much force, it might lead to completely different consequences. After everything was done, Roddy and Kardashian got back into the car. The Camry wobbled on the bumpy road into the village, and then returned to the asphalt road from the other side of the village.
"Sister, your arm was hit. Does it still hurt?"
Without the group of bastards, Roddy's tone was much more normal. Seeing that he was no longer affected by the "time and space prison", Kardashian was in a good mood. She lowered her head and held the guard of Dennis' leather coat. "I don't feel anything. This thing is really strong and not heavy. You have a lot of ideas. I thought you couldn't buy armor in a place without war. "
"In fact, many people on the Internet have a kind of paranoia, as if the earth will experience a big change in the next second, either a zombie virus or a global nuclear war. Their goal is to 'survive in the background of the apocalypse', and every day they discuss how to arm themselves. I read a lot of posts out of curiosity, so I know a little. " While Roddy was talking, he suddenly smelled a fragrance. He turned his head and found Kardashian holding the back of the chair with both hands to his cheek, curiously looking at the mountain road illuminated by the street lamps.
"Where are we going now? This seems to be the way we came here. "
"There are surveillance cameras here. If those guys call the police, our car will be the first to be locked, so we have to go back and change transportation."
"So troublesome?"
Kardashian curled her lips. "I thought we could go home now."
"We can't go home, so I bought a tent and a sleeping bag. I guess we will sleep in the mountain tonight."
This made Kardashian raise her eyebrows — sleeping in a tent? It sounds interesting …
"Oh, is this tent different from the one I have seen?"
She thought about how to phrase it and pretended to ask casually. Roddy looked at the road ahead and didn't think much at all. He answered, "I bought two. You will know when you see it. Specifically …"
"Forget it, I don't want to know."
Kardashian leaned back and pouted inexplicably — as for why she suddenly became a little angry, she thought for a long time and found an excuse for herself: If we sleep in the same tent at night, it will be easy for me to bully him, but he didn't give me a chance! Damn it!
Roddy didn't understand why she was suddenly in a bad mood. He couldn't look back when he was driving, and he couldn't see her face clearly in the rearview mirror because of the dim light. In the end, he had to try to change the topic. However, Kardashian seemed to deliberately lose her temper and snorted. "I'm hungry! I want to eat! "
"We don't have much time, so we can't stop to eat. But there are fast food I bought in the pocket next to me. Sister, if you are hungry, have a bite first. I will eat later."
This answer made her tense expression soften again. Roddy glanced at the map and was turning the direction. Suddenly, a biscuit was stuffed into his mouth — "Here, open your mouth."
Roddy was stunned for a moment, but then he didn't think much about it. He took the biscuit with his mouth and ate it. However, Kardashian had never fed anyone in her life. This seemingly casual action made a strange electric current pass through her heart. Somehow, a smile appeared on her face. Roddy just caught a glimpse of her expression when he looked at the rearview mirror. He thought that she had this expression because she thought the biscuit was delicious, so he said, "Sister, I especially liked this sandwich biscuit when I was a child. If you like it, I will buy more later."
I don't like biscuit …
Kardashian complained in her heart, and then realized what the thought that flashed through her mind was. She suddenly panicked, but she didn't show weakness on her face. "I didn't say it was delicious. I almost choked …"
"Well … I will buy something else later."
Roddy helplessly smiled bitterly. He didn't know that Kardashian was trying to change the topic. However, she did not show any weakness. Instead, she fed Roddy as if she was addicted to it. Roddy choked on a few pieces until he could not speak. Because of this, she had no choice but to open a bottle of mineral water for Roddy. Looking at Roddy choking with his eyes wide open, she could not stop laughing in the back row.
The car drove back to Changping City. When Roddy parked the car, Kardashian looked outside through the window and found that it was the "Wind Speed Motorcycle Shop". Roddy opened the door and got off the car. He whispered, "Wait for me."
Then he trotted to the door of the car shop — it was already 7 o 'clock in the evening. If he hadn't left a deposit and asked the boss to wait for him, the shop would have been closed.
"The parts you want are ready. Three boxes of GIVI. The speed is guaranteed to be stable within 150 kilometers per hour. The car is over there."
The boss of the "Wind Speed Motorcycle Shop" handed over the key. He was young, looking less than 40 years old. He was also a famous street racer when he was young. Because he had a lot of connections, he started a car shop when he was older.
"Motorcycles" had high tariffs in China. The price of smuggled goods was usually more than 50% cheaper than the same model in the specialty shops. Honda, BMW, Kawasaki, Ducati, and other 4S specialty shops naturally wouldn't sell smuggled cars. However, "Wind Speed" was a car shop in the corner of Changping. No one would care if they sold "water bikes."
What Roddy bought was this kind of smuggled goods.
This time, Roddy brought all his savings with him. He also withdrew 50,000 yuan from the ATM. Buying a "legal" motorcycle shouldn't be a problem. However, it was an emergency. If he wanted to buy a "legal" motorcycle, he would have to wait for three days to get the license. Even if it was a second-hand product, he would have to wait for the transfer. It would be very troublesome. However, "water bikes" didn't have to wait. As long as they were smuggled, they wouldn't have a legal license. They were all vehicles with fake licenses. They could be bought and driven at will.
When Roddy came here in the afternoon, he seemed to buy riding clothes and oil to disguise himself. In fact, he ordered a smuggled Honda CRF1000L "African Twin Humps" off-road motorcycle. He didn't know much about motorcycles. He bought it because there was one in stock in the shop. Roddy didn't know how to ride and had never ridden a motorcycle before. However, it didn't prevent him from knowing the general performance of these motorcycles.
Anyone who had ridden a motorcycle would know that riding a motorcycle and riding a bicycle were not on the same level. Stepping on the accelerator, braking, clutch, and shifting gears were not easy to learn. But Honda, as the largest motorcycle manufacturer, had long applied the black technology of "dual-clutch automatic" to its flagship model. Although the car, nicknamed "Non-Dual", was shockingly large and weighed 220 kilograms, when riding it, one only needed to turn on the accelerator, and the operation was not much different from that of an electric scooter.
Roddy was naturally satisfied with this. He paid the deposit on the spot. In order to carry more luggage, he asked the boss to install the largest travel trunk in the afternoon. This way, he could ride this motorcycle on unpaved roads and perfectly avoid the road cameras with Kardashian.
After all, Roddy knew very well that continuing to drive this Camry was a dead end.
In most people's eyes, motorcycles were either clumsy and low like Harley-Davidson motorcycles or the streamlined and sharp MOTOGP super racing cars. However, the appearance of the "Fei Shuang" was obviously different. It looked completely like a long-legged owl. This was because the prototype of this bike was used to participate in the Dakar Rally. Its long-range shock absorber determined that it was far better than a car's off-road performance. The tall windshield also prevented the rider from being blown by the wind during long-distance high-speed travel.
"I've got your ID and license plate. As long as you don't get caught and sent to the vehicle management office for comparison, there won't be a problem."
The boss handed over the forged vehicle registration and driver's license. Roddy flipped them open and saw that the driver's license had "C1D" written on it. "C1" stood for an ordinary sedan, and "D" stood for a three-wheeled or two-wheeled motorcycle. Although this was only a small detail, without this set of ID, the gas station wouldn't refuel at all.
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