Reborn with Naruto In Tokyo, Japan

"Boom!!"

The feathers closest to the ground suddenly exploded, first expanding from the center, then bulging on both sides, all within half a second.

The explosion is contagious. The black feathers in the air exploded one after another, and the people in the first pickup truck were blown away before they could even scream.

Various tissues and organs of the human body and pickup truck parts are mixed together, and the grenade and explosives carried by the gangsters in the vehicle also contribute to the power of the explosion.

The people in the bus not far away were already dumbfounded, this angel was too violent, and he started a war without saying a word.

Moreover, those gangsters who are invincible on weekdays are so insignificant in front of the angels, and the gangster's armed forces are instantly destroyed like the autumn wind sweeping leaves.

"Sure enough, it's an angel. The great judgment is coming soon, it's coming soon."

The old woman slammed onto the glass window, her wrinkled face stuck to the glass, her eyes fixedly watching the angel's movements.

"Sinners and rich people will be judged, and only we will ascend to heaven."

Three pickups were submerged in the explosion, and one of the blown wipers smashed into the outer casing of the bus. Only the last pickup, which had just slipped and turned around, stepped on the accelerator and ran wildly.

The light pickups designed for the wild show their style, especially in Mexico and Africa, and installing a machine gun on the rear of the light pickup is a battlefield life harvester.

"She's chasing, she's chasing!"

Takahashi's pitifully folded wings re-opened, and a pair of black wings slapped lightly against the ground. The petite she rose up in the wind, with a particularly religious imagery on the road full of death and explosions.

The gangsters in the car have no regard for any religious beliefs, nor do they think about whether they will go to **** if they kill the angel.

I saw the rifle muzzle protruding from the windows on both sides, and the bullets poured out in a storm.

But Takahashi is not an ordinary person who dares not stand up because of the suppression of firepower, even in the face of a hail of bullets, he is not afraid.

These bullets have flown for hundreds of meters and have no idea where they have gone.

The black angel fluttered his wings and chased lightly behind the pickup, unhurriedly.

It's like walking around in a shopping mall, or like a cruel predator teasing its prey, the pickup can't get rid of Takahashi's pitiful pursuit, nor can he kill Takahashi pitifully.

"Paper escape."

Even Takahashi Pitifully used his spear to pierce the road behind the pickup with great interest, like a forest falling from the sky all the way forward, causing a panic-stricken chase scene.

"left!"

"To the right!"

"Don't stop!"

"You guys should hurry up and shoot down the angels... Damn, there is a village in front of you, there are militiamen!"

This gang of gangsters had just killed a plantation in the village that did not obey the discipline, and the militiamen in the village took up arms and surrounded the home.

The Mexilica gangs are rampant, and ordinary people naturally cannot sit still. Sometimes several surrounding villages and towns will unite to form a militia company.

When encountering villages and towns armed with militia, the gangs do not dare to confront the tough. After all, it is human nature to bully the weak and be afraid of the tough, and only a few dare to wield the knife to the stronger.

In the face of armed militia, bandits naturally have their own set of methods. They will immediately turn around to contact their informants in the government, and let the government dispatch regular troops to "legally" disarm the "illegal" in order to protect the safety of the people.

But at this time, it was too late to use the means of safeguarding the safety of the people in an upright manner. Angels were behind, and at least humans were in front.

"Get down and rush over!"

The members of the pickup truck hid under the seats one after another, and the small pickup truck rushed forward energetically.

"The logo on that pickup is from the Gitans gang!"

"Shoot?"

"... or not, to avoid offending them..."

"But they've already killed the Sanchez family, and then maybe it's us."

"Are you going to offend the living for the dead?!"

While the militiamen were still discussing whether to shoot or not, the little pickup dashed towards the obstacle with unabated speed.

The gang has no intention of talking at all!

"Never mind, shoot!"

The firepower of the village and town militia is not weak, at least the light weapons are complete, all of which are good things.

Getting an mP5 in Mexico is no more difficult than buying an mP4, and even where the boss can give you good things from the military's 'retired', which are only stored in the warehouse for a few months The 'old equipment' that has been retired, although the price is higher than the original purchase from foreign countries through formal channels, but it is worth the money.

The light pickup was not an armored vehicle, and was immediately swept away by bullets to open holes one after another, but this still could not stop the gangs from running for their lives.

"Bumped! They're crazy? What's this for?"

The roadblocks set up by the militiamen at the entrance of the village were directly knocked away, and the light pickup truck did not make any counterattacks in the face of the militiamen's attack, which did not conform to the lawless style of the Mexilica gang at all.

"Damn it! They're not going to start killing people in the village!"

"It's too late to tell, go and kill them!"

"Hoo~!"

Suddenly there was a huge sound of wind pressure from the horizon, and a huge eagle came unhurriedly from afar.

But within a dozen seconds, seeing the behemoth approaching the village, the militiamen carrying guns and ammunition were all dumbfounded, completely forgetting that they should pursue the gangster pickup.

"Yes, is it a monster?"

"No, it's an angel..."

"No wonder driving so crazy, it turns out to be avoiding angels..."

Takahashi pitifully glanced at the small village, ignoring the people on the ground with weapons.

The flames of the plantation still hadn't been extinguished. The people surrounding the fire were desperately trying to organize the fire. The corpses hanging on the trees were left as they were, which was more important than the dead or the living.

The scarred pickups shuttled through the village, and some passers-by who couldn't dodge were directly knocked into the air.

Looking at the fire scene in front of them, the gang members in the car didn't respond at all. Running away was the only thought in their minds, and everything else was put aside. Besides, they had done a lot of murder and arson, and there was no fluctuation in their hearts. .

"Wow~"

Huge wings encompassed the houses on both sides, black shadows swept the village, and the workers in suspenders looked up and could only see feathers.

God is coming!

"laugh!"

"boom!"

A spear fell from the sky~www.wuxiamtl.com~ The tip of the spiral penetrated the cabin of the pickup instantly.

"Buzz!!!"

The pickup was like a piece of meat, the spear was a drill that nailed the meat to the chopping board, and the rubber tires rubbed the ground desperately, but the pickup remained motionless.

"Fuck it!"

The driver cursed repeatedly, slapped the steering wheel fiercely, and rolled out of the car with the weapon beside the seat.

"So hot!"

The pickup stopped by the fire, and the surrounding villagers who were putting out the fire cast their gazes in confusion or shock. The huge black wings blocked the sunlight, and half of the fire was shrouded in shadows under the high-altitude projection.

Takahashi is pitiful like a god!