MTL - I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World-Chapter 1497 I will not say if I die.

In a slight current sound, the sponge pad of the seat moves to the sides. Numerous pieces of steel plate armor are slowly raised from the gap of the seat under the traction of the mechanical cantilever, accurately passing between Jiang Chen’s legs and the gap between the arms, and then in a soft sound of “咔咔” Buckle one after another.

This is the last insurance of his two Luerka custom cars. A t-3 power armor is built into the seat of the rear seat, occupying half the size of the trunk. Not only that, the armor of the whole body was reinforced with titanium alloy, and changed from the rear position to the front position, so as to be quickly armed.

The two bodyguards sitting in the front row looked back and looked at Jiang Chen strangely.

I saw that the boss who was originally sitting in a suit had become a shovel that was armed to the teeth.

Type t-3.

Any employee who works in Xinghuan Trade can't be unfamiliar with this stuff!

"You are waiting for me here, I will go and play with them."

Grinning and laughing, and regardless of whether the two bodyguards can see it, Jiang Chen reached out to the door.

Almost at the same time, the glass of the front window suddenly spread a layer of spider-like cracks from the middle to the sides, and a gunshot sounded far away.

"Hold the grass!"

The two bodyguards sitting in the front row raised their arms subconsciously and hid behind.

Fortunately, all the glass of the Ruerka sedan is high-strength bullet-proof glass doped with graphene interlayer. Even if it is an anti-equipment rifle, don't even want to wear this bullet with a bullet.

The sniper squatting on the building skillfully pulled the bolt, an orange-colored shell carrying white smoke, popping out of the gun, and the finger clasped the trigger.

Just then, the second shot rang.

However, the bullet did not fly toward Jiang Chen’s car, but flew to the sniper.

Without the slightest omen, the sniper who was preparing to shoot was shot directly, and the blood slammed into the water tank behind him. The sniper rifle in the book fell to the downstairs and fell on the concrete floor. Components.

Two men are sitting in the wagons in a van parked on the side of the road two blocks away from the building. They have automatic rifles such as ak and m4 with tape attached to them, and they are wearing bulletproof vests of different sizes.

Some of them are veterans, and some are just employees of former military contractors.

"Jamie fell! Damn, it's a ghost agent! Their reaction is too fast!" Carlson's face was overcast, and the ambush didn't go smoothly from the start.

Their people succeeded in creating a car accident and forced Jiang Chen’s car to stop. However, the material strength of the bulletproof glass was still beyond their expectation, even the feeding of .50 Magnum ammunition did not penetrate the glass.

When Jamie was ready to fill the gun, the previous shot had exposed his position. At least one sniper was on the road while Jiang Chen was traveling. Carlsen felt that he was not assassining an entrepreneur, but was stabbing a head of state...

"What to do." The black man next to him hesitated. "They have at least one sniper..."

"Action continues!" The man’s face flashed a slap in the face and slammed the rifle. "For America! For the goddess of freedom!"

At the same time, he also meditated in his heart.

I hope those people fulfill their promises...

"For the goddess of freedom!"

The driver snorted and the truck reversed on the road, passing through the congested area and slamming directly into the car in Jiangchen. A black car came out from the side and was in front of the truck, and the side was directly deformed.

The back door of the wagon compartment was kicked open, and Carlson, who wore a mask, jumped to the street. I saw him rifle in front of the sky with a rifle, then fired at the front window of the car in front of the truck, followed by the crowd screaming and fleeing, rushing toward the black Rulka car. past.

The Lurk did not reverse, but opened the trunk.

Somehow, looking at the bouncing trunk, Carlson’s heart suddenly raised a strong uneasiness.

At this moment, his pupils shrank violently, and his footsteps followed him slowly.

I saw a foot covered with steel stepping out of the trunk and making a strong squeak on the concrete road. I thought that in the face of fear and terrorism, the innocent citizens who shook their heads under the car and trembled to the figure behind the Luerka sedan, their eyes showed a strange and sluggish look.

this is……

I always feel that this stuff is familiar.

It is different from the mass-produced t-3 installed by ordinary soldiers. Although the engine and the core weapon are the same, the one worn on Jiang Chen is present both on the armor material and on the streamlined appearance. There is no small difference.

As a result, these New York citizens who lived in the Internet era recognized the origins of this gadget in an instant.

This, this, this is not...

Hans, who was kneeling under the car, widened his eyes, and he recently revisited the picture in a military forum. Some people compared the "Iron Man" in the Los Angeles incident, and the glimpse of the first appearance in the city of Coro, and the photo of the t-3 power armored brigade in Washington, DC, to demonstrate that the Iron Man is actually Replaced the t-3 type of breastplate and weapon pendant.

The debate has never been fruitful, but everyone has no doubt that this is definitely a masterpiece of the Star Trade. Because only the people who trade in the ring, they have the ability to create a dynamic armor that can fly. As for the knock-off of the Ministry of Defence Cash Project Research Bureau, it is a heavy iron shovel and a large mechanical exoskeleton.

However, they still have never thought that the Iron Man is neither a special force in the Star Trade, nor a bodyguard arranged around the important person. It is actually the chairman of the Star Ring Trading Company - Jiang Chen.

Trembling raised the phone out of his pocket, although Hans understood that this was not a wise move, but he could not help but do it.

Now he is not far from the Luerka sedan, only he is far away!

If he shoots a video, he will definitely make a headline!

This is a big news!

The bullet hit the titanium armor, like a mosquito coming over. Jiang Chen reached out and held the door that was about to open. He shook his head against the bodyguard sitting in the car and lifted it in an understatement. The tactical rifle held in the right hand, silently in my heart.

"Unparalleled -!"

The muzzle spurts the flame, and the bullet is connected to a heart-shaped dotted line. As the muzzle sweeps through the chaotic traffic, a burst of blood is exploded on the body. A grenade flew in, and the nitrogen shield was generally opened, and the grenade with the white smoke was blown to the building on the side, exploding in the air.

Fortunately, he escaped the bullet that was shot. Carlson relied on the fighting consciousness of the people to escape the almost deadly bullet and rushed to replace the steel core armor-piercing magazine. The black man who was facing him, with blood on his shoulders, gritted his teeth on the hood.

"Fuck! The intelligence is wrong! We kicked the iron plate -"

boom--!

A bullet exploded the black man's skull and made a hole in the hood of the entire car.

"Shet!"

With a snoring, Carlson quickly fell to the ground and rolled to the back of another light truck.

The speed of the ghost agent was beyond his expectations.

I didn't expect this to be less than a minute. The sniper had already changed position and aimed the sniper rifle behind them.

The action has failed!

Carlson crashed and threw himself to the ground and climbed under the truck. However, his half body just got under the nose and felt a huge force on his legs.

I saw standing next to the truck. Jiang Chen seemed to be catching a chicken. One hand slammed Carlson's leg and dragged him out from under the nose.

Waving and flying the front of the man's backhand, Jiang Chen smiled faintly, one hand licking his neck and pressing him on the hood.

"Rebel? Is Colorado still in Texas?"

"I will not say if I die!"

The corners of the mouth oozing blood, Carlson hardened his neck and stared at Jiang Chen.

"Is it?" Jiang Chen shrugged and his voice floated out of the steel armor. "I hope you can insist on it for a while."