"I … I can't hold on any longer. Are you guys ready?!" The bald man urged anxiously. Judging from his tone, if Zhang Heng and Mei Nan didn't help him, he would be dead in the next second.
Mei Nan said, "Ignore him. He's still a long way from dying. We have about seven minutes. Although they say they can do whatever they want, it's useless to build weapons at this time. This city is completely under the control of the evil scientist, and his minions are everywhere. If the battle continues, the number of bionics in black will only increase. We need to leave here as soon as possible."
"Vehicles?"
"Yes, we need to build vehicles."
"Can't we just use the ready-made vehicles around us?"
"I had the same idea before, but unfortunately, have you seen any reliable means of transportation along the way?"
Zhang Heng's eyes quickly looked around. There wasn't even a bicycle in the entire community, let alone a car. The only means of transportation was probably the wheelchair next to the frightened old man. It was obviously unrealistic to rely on this thing to fight their way out of the enemy.
Mei Nan said, "I only know how to build smart cars.
For two, because it's compact, it uses the least number of building blocks, and it's the simplest. Even so, I still practiced for more than half a month. Seven minutes is just enough for me to build a SAMRT.
For two or two motorcycles … but then we have a problem. "
Zhang Heng knew what problem Mei Nan was talking about.
For two, there were only two seats for the driver and co-driver. Even with the space in the trunk, it could only fit four people.
Previously, Mei Nan was alone. After rescuing the messenger, the bald man, and the waiter, it was just enough to fit four people. Now that Zhang Heng was here, there was one more person. Even if it was a motorcycle, it would still face the same problem.
"You build your SAMRT first.
For two, I'll find a way to solve the problem of the last person. "Time was running out, so Zhang Heng and Mei Nan divided the work.
The latter nodded and immediately threw herself into the intense construction process. Zhang Heng also began to think about what he could do at this time.
Previously, when Mei Nan was building the motorcycle, he stood by the side and watched the entire process. He felt that it wasn't too complicated, but understanding it and being able to build it were two completely different things.
With his current skills, he couldn't even build the simplest sword, and he was even mercilessly judged by the waiter as a French bread with a fish tail. As for the motorcycle, it was even more difficult than the Himalayas.
Time passed by, and more and more men in black appeared around them. The bald man's howling became more and more miserable. Although nothing happened to him, it did not stop him from urging Zhang Heng and Mei Nan behind him again and again. "Are you done? When are you done? Are you not done yet? Any worse and our asses will be lined up in front of the cinema. "
Fortunately, Mei Nan was already immune to his urging. Her SMART
The construction of fortwo was nearing its end. The entire Ascension had been completed, and she was now assembling the exhaust pipe.
On the other hand, after six long minutes, Zhang Heng only had a rope in his hand.
Initially, Zhang Heng wanted to build a bicycle. Compared to a motorcycle, the structure of a bicycle was obviously much simpler. However, he didn't know which part went wrong. Of course, it could also be that all the parts went wrong. In the end, a nylon rope appeared in his hand by accident.
The waiter obviously would not let go of this opportunity to criticize Zhang Heng. "Oh my god, are you planning to let us kill ourselves with this rope?"
At this time, Mei Nan finally completed the construction of the fortwo.
It took her 6 minutes and 23 seconds to build it. This time, she did a good job, much faster than usual. She sat in the driver's seat, started the engine, and said to everyone, "Get in the car! If it doesn't work, we will have to give up one person. "
As soon as she said this, the bald man and the waiter's anus tightened.
But then they heard Zhang Heng say, "No, I have an idea!"
After that, he opened the trunk and said to the waiter and the messenger, "You guys go in first. Hold this nylon rope."
Before the two could ask any more questions, they followed Zhang Heng's instructions and got into the trunk. At the same time, the bald man retreated to the passenger seat while firing his gun.
However, he was stopped by Zhang Heng halfway. "Your seat isn't here."
Zhang Heng moved the wheelchair next to the old man and tied the other end of the nylon rope to the wheelchair.
"Are you kidding me? I'd rather kill myself with that rope. "
Having said that, the bald man still obediently sat in the wheelchair when he saw the enemies coming from all directions. At the same time, he was still complaining, "You should at least make me a seat belt."
Seeing that Zhang Heng had also jumped into the car, Mei Nan said, "Sit tight, everyone. The journey may be a little bumpy."
"Oh, great. Bumpy too. By the way, did no one notice that I urgently need a seat belt now?"
Smart answered him.
With the roar of the FORTWO's engine, Mei Nan stepped on the accelerator, and the car rushed out of the community like a runaway horse.
Almost at the same time, two bionics in black rushed out diagonally from the opposite side, trying to stop the car.
The FORTWO did not slow down. Instead, it rammed into the two bionics, sending them flying into the wall.
The bald man in the back was not idle either. He was still holding his Gagarin machine gun in his arms, and while sitting in a high-speed wheelchair, he continued to fire at the pursuers with the machine gun.
After leaving the community, Mei Nan ignored the red light and drove directly into the intersection. Then, she saw a large truck on the left side, honking non-stop. She immediately swerved to the right.
As a result, the bald man in the wheelchair immediately turned green. He desperately pulled the rope to shorten the distance between the wheelchair and the car. The messenger and the waiter also helped, and in the end, they managed to grab the wheelchair, avoiding the tragedy of a tail-flick.
"So, what's the use of the rope?" The bald man was still in shock. He touched his chest and said, "Why didn't the Demon Butcher and the messenger grab my wheelchair from the beginning?"
"I'm sorry. After all, this is the first thing I made that can be used. It's a pity not to use it."
"…"
"Where are we going now?" the Demon Butcher asked.
The FORTWO ignored the red light and drove through the intersection, causing a series of traffic accidents. However, it also happened to block the road. The bionics behind them could only stand in place and watch them leave.
"I know a place to avoid these annoying little tails," the bald man said as he removed the useless Gagarin in his hand. The bald man said as he dismantled the useless Gatling gun in his hand and made himself a seat belt that he had been longing for a long time.
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