Chapter 3203: The Haze of Faraines (11)

The Pale Knight flips over the courtyard wall, flips in along the glass smashed by Bruce, directly picks up the previous table lamp, and gives the dying Deep One a hit.

The woman who hasn't died yet lying by the fireplace lets out a scream. The Pale Knight makes a "hush" gesture to her, picks up the big gun stained with blood on the ground, and only after picking it up does he discover that it is actually a Springfield rifle.

This looks like goods eliminated during the war period, with flaws in maintenance, but it is much more powerful than the old hunting guns common in the village. Most importantly, the scope is intact, which is very rare.

Most of the hunting guns in the village are old guns left by the previous generation, and the models sold in shops are also relatively old. The key is that they don't have sniper scopes, which severely limits the accuracy of shooting.

Although the Springfield is also a World War II-era firearm, this complete scope allows its effective precision shooting distance to reach 700-800 meters, which is completely enough in such a small village.

"Save me, save me!" The woman wails. Her lower leg was hit by a trident, and the leg bone was completely shattered; she can't move at all now.

The Pale Knight sighs, first looking at the male corpse on her left; the trident went through the chest, so he is definitely beyond saving. The one next to him still has some breath, but there is a long cut on his stomach, and his intestines have flowed out. Under such conditions, there is no condition for rescue, and he is also bound to die.

Currently, the only one who can still be saved is the woman by the fireplace. The Pale Knight holds the gun in one hand and supports the woman's waist with the other, moving her to the second floor with some difficulty.

"Do you have anyone else? If so, perhaps I can..."

Just as he says this, he hears a harsh horn sound coming from the street, from far to near, at a very fast speed.

He rushes to the window with the gun and sees at a glance a black sedan rushing into this street with a drift turn at a very fast speed, and a sudden brake stops it in front of the door.

Through the windshield, the Pale Knight sees Bruce's smiling face.

He looks back at the woman, knowing that now is not the time to hesitate. He carries the gun and jumps down directly from the second floor, rolls, rushes out of the door, pulls open the passenger door, and sits on it.

Roars and screams come from behind.

The Pale Knight looks at the rearview mirror; the monsters' eyes are densely reflected on it, and among them, several behemoths have amazing malice radiating from their eyes.

He just wants to open his mouth to ask, but Bruce steps on the gas, and the Pale Knight is slapped on the backrest, letting out a cry of pain.

"Ugh!"

In a trance, he feels something thrown on him. He looks down and sees a pack of cigarettes stained with blood.

"Want one?" Bruce asks in a relaxed tone.

The Pale Knight stares at him with wide eyes.

"Relax, buddy." Bruce holds a cigarette in one hand, turns the steering wheel with the base of his wrist, glances at the rearview mirror, and says: "Learn to enjoy the convenience brought by the Industrial Revolution. Two legs can't catch up with four wheels."

"You..."

"Do you think I can't outrun them?" Bruce hums contemptuously and says: "When I was running the Cat Getan loop with the Four Heavenly Kings under James, they were still in their mother's womb."

The Pale Knight just opens his mouth, and there is a flash in the rearview mirror; Bruce slams the steering wheel to the left.

Screech—!!

The harsh sound of tires rubbing against the ground comes along with the unpleasant smell of burning. A trident is stuck on their intended driving route, while Bruce makes a beautiful tail-flick drift, turns into an alley, and then makes another right turn, driving onto another road.

Small Deep Ones can come through the alley, and the big ones can't get through at all, but they are also smart, rushing directly in the direction Bruce is driving, wanting to block him in front.

Seeing a big guy blocking in front, the Pale Knight is a bit nervous and wants to say something, but Bruce snorts coldly again.

First, he slams on the gas to accelerate forward. When he is about to hit, he slams the steering wheel to the side. The car loses control, the front wheels lift, the right wheels step on the wall of the shop next to it, and the car tilts 45 degrees, drilling through the tiny gap with sparks and lightning all the way.

Then there is another slam, turning in place, using friction to slow down the car, adjusting the orientation, and then rushing out like an arrow from a bow again.

The Pale Knight has been shaken dizzy.

Driving onto the flat road again, the Pale Knight finally sees the scene ahead. They are driving in the opposite direction of the lighthouse, seemingly moving away from the village all the way.

The Pale Knight turns his head sharply to look at Bruce and asks: "How come your street racing style looks..."

"Looks like what?"

The Pale Knight hesitates but still doesn't speak; after all, he is sitting in the car now.

He actually wants to say that Bruce's street racing style doesn't look like a good person.

The universe where the Pale Knight is also has Batman, whose strength can't be said to be very high, but it's passable, so he has also seen Batman street racing to catch criminals in Cat Getan City.

But the problem is, police catching criminals isn't really driving and chasing all the way, but coordinating with helicopters. Batman is the same. When he and the Cat Getan Police Department catch criminals, most of them are air-ground coordination, multi-directional encirclement. As long as there are enough police cars, they can always block the opponent.

But Bruce's street racing style doesn't look like the one catching, but the one running.

Basically, only criminals who try to get rid of police pursuit by street racing with the police would have such tricky escape driving skills: flexible drifting, sharp turns into alleys, U-turns on flower beds, breaking cars in three seconds, blocking vision to hide from helicopters...

In order to avoid police cars surrounding from all directions, Cat Getan's good citizens have practiced these skills to perfection, causing great trouble for Batman and the Cat Getan Police Department every time.

Some people might say that cars will always run out of gas, and people always need to stop for supplies, so they will be caught sooner or later, why bother?

This has to be said, the United States has its own national conditions. The judicial institutions of each state in the United States are relatively independent, and the police system is also independent. It's good enough if they don't trip each other up; expecting them to cooperate with each other is very difficult.

So some criminals who haven't committed very big crimes but don't want to go to jail choose to street race with the police. As long as they can successfully drive into another state, it will be very difficult for the police to catch them.

Cat Getan's area is not very large, and it is very simple to drive out of the city. New Jersey is not particularly far from Canada. As long as you go north all the way and cross the national border, Batman can't chase over either, so this jail time doesn't have to be served.

Even if you can't go to Canada, the probability of escaping pursuit by fleeing to several states next to it is also very high. Cat Getan's police force is already insufficient, and Batman is even more stretched thin. Basically, as long as it is not that kind of very brutal case, they won't chase hard.

The Pale Knight basically knows that another street racer is on the road as soon as he hears the sound of a helicopter propeller.

The Pale Knight saving Cat Getan isn't just as simple as using heavy codes in troubled times. He actually tolerates bottom-level crimes, that is, lowering the penalty period for some cases where the crimes are not very serious and don't hurt people, which can reduce the probability of them being driven to desperation.

Cat Getan people are also relatively giving face, so in the later period of the Pale Knight's governance, good citizens rarely street raced. Anyway, petty theft is just a community service penalty. If you can return the stolen goods, you will be released after two sentences of education. There is no need to risk your life.

However, there are still some die-hard elements. They don't street race because they committed a crime, but commit a crime because they want to street race, pursuing just a thrill.

The Pale Knight feels that Bruce is this kind of person.

"Do you know that you look like you're high right now?" The Pale Knight turns to ask Bruce.

"You don't be idle either." Bruce glances at the gun he is holding and says: "The performance of this car is not good, it's best to change to a big car. I have a good target. You take out the two that are chasing the tightest, and we will change cars."

The Pale Knight also glances at the rearview mirror. At this time, a batch of new Deep Ones are chasing behind. The previous batch was obviously blown up and returned to the seabed to change breath.

What Bruce said is actually very reasonable. Two legs just can't outrun four wheels. Even if a monster like Godzilla enters the city, as long as you drive fast enough, you can definitely run away. Even in 2012, you can still street race with the flood. The advantage of humans in using tools is invincible.

And, this kid is too damn proficient.

The Pale Knight can't even imagine what he did in Cat Getan. How many police cars and helicopters did he have to dodge to be so at ease?

What kind of good Batman can practice such driving skills?!

The Pale Knight asks the Transcendent in his heart, "Does he not need to pass a check to street race? You just let him enjoy it?"

"He put points into the skill." The Transcendent also says helplessly: "Theoretically speaking, level 1 driving mastery can't produce this effect, but he already knows how to do it, and I can't help it."

"Does this not count as exceeding the roleplay?"

"His intelligence is only 5, just let him be."

The Pale Knight thinks while observing the situation behind. What did Bruce just say?

The Four Heavenly Kings under James were racing back and forth with him? Then I have to look for them carefully when I go back. Such talents cannot be wasted.

Finding that the timing is about right, the Pale Knight sticks the muzzle out of the car window directly.

Bang!

One shot takes out the leading Deep One. Because it was too sudden, after the corpse fell, the ones chasing behind couldn't dodge in time and were tripped directly, falling five or six in a row, and even the big guy behind was tripped.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Bruce makes another smooth turn, perfectly sticking into the parking space. The two jump out of the car from both sides. Bruce opens the door of the car next to him in three or two moves.

The Pale Knight gets into the car and finds that this damn thing is an ambulance!

"You go to the back and see if there is spare oil, and then see if there is any first-aid equipment. Remember to hold on tight."

The Pale Knight comes to the back and understands Bruce's intention. Special vehicles like ambulances will definitely carry gasoline in the car; otherwise, if they run out of gas halfway, won't people die?

And the fuel tank of this kind of car is also particularly large, and it can be used for a long time after refueling once. The Pale Knight calculates that driving around Cat Getan three times is no problem. Running in this small village until the end of time, it may not run out of gas.

More importantly, there is first-aid equipment behind the ambulance. Some fixed ones can't be taken away, but things like the most ordinary bandages, safety fixing ropes, scalpels, and even defibrillators can be taken away, and there are quite a few analgesic drugs.

The rule of the game is that if there are key props, you don't need skills and checks. The existence of these first-aid supplies is very likely to save the key first-aid skills, avoiding falling into a dilemma like last time.

So the Pale Knight starts looting without saying a word. ===== CHAPTER 3204 =====