Happy Little Mayor

The event that night was mainly hosted by Bowen. After all, he was the assistant of the mayor. The pharaoh had to hone him well and hone him into his assistant. Okay, he admits that with his English level, daily conversation is OK. It would be too funny to be a host.

Looking at Bowen's gagging on the stage, Wang Bo opened a sand table to focus on the town.

Focusing on the event tonight in the castle, he also has another purpose, which is to attract the last arsonist to the town. The Halloween event started issuing invitations a week ago. As long as you have the heart, you know that the town tonight will become an empty city.

This is called a snake out of a hole!

He left a steady uncle Bing on duty in the town, and when he was alone, he liked to bring his son with him. The two of them guarded the town, and the town would not be in trouble.

Until the night fell and the sky was full, there were no suspicious vehicle pedestrians in the town.

Just as Pharaoh was about to put away the sandbox, a black BMW 5 drove into the town. Instead of going straight through the town like a passing car or stopping at the door of a supermarket restaurant or hotel, it turned around in the town. circle.

Seeing this, Wang Bo was refreshed. He quickly expanded the sandbox to take a closer look at the car. The BMW license plate was not blocked. Unlike the previous Mazda, it may not be a gangster.

But when he looked up and saw the masks worn on the faces of the driver and the co-pilot, he suddenly smiled on his face: Paralyzed bastard, Lao Tzu could catch you!

He had no reason to catch people directly, otherwise he could not explain how to know that the gangsters came to the town, so he called Uncle Bing and said, "Go check the monitoring. Someone came to the castle and told me just now that the town came up BMW, the driver above appears to be wearing a mask. "

Uncle Bing called back quickly and said quickly: "Yes, the two, wearing zombie masks, have been driving around the town, I suspect they are related to the arson case!"

Is this still doubtful? Pharaoh sneered, he told Uncle Bing to pay attention to the car but did not move, and he immediately went to support.

Hanging up the phone, Wang Bo rushed to the podium in three steps and two steps, took the microphone to turn the volume up to the highest level, and shouted, "Listen to me, listen to me, gentlemen and ladies, I received a call from Officer Benjamin. The arsonist appeared in the town! Let's have an event tonight, how about catching ghosts collectively ?! "

Drinking alcohol on Halloween night, New Zealand is very strict to check drunk driving, but because the townspeople go home to take the empty China Road, so even if drinking is not drunk, then drunk driving is nothing.

Is there a drunk driving that Wang Bo said, and the rules of New Zealand's rural towns, as long as there is no car accident after the party, then there is no drunk driving, so brutal! That's so overbearing!

Originally, the townspeople were emotionally excited by the activities, and with alcohol to support combustion, one by one, like a bomb, they would explode.

Wang Bo's words were Mars, which ignited the leads. After hearing his words, the townspeople were instantly excited, and hundreds of people shouted at the same time:

"Kill the bitch! Go catch the arsonist!"

"Come with me, Maori folks! Start your motorcycle, ohh!"

"The children and **** are all left. Tough guys get in the car! Kill them by driving!"

Bowen took the opportunity to raise his arm and yelled, "Defend the sunset town! Defend the homeland!"

"Roar roar! Defend the sunset town! Defend the home town! Defend the sunset town! Defend the home town! Defend the sunset town! Defend the home town!"

Encouraged by this slogan, hundreds of men rushed to the foot of the mountain, each got on their own car, hit the gas and hit the throttle, first the motorcycle, then the sedan and off-road vehicle, and one car was killed.

The Maori drove more than two dozen motorcycles on the road to Mercedes, and they made all kinds of weird noises in their mouths, accompanied by oil paint and tattoos on their bodies, just like the evil spirits that Halloween crawled out of hell!

Pharaoh didn't drive the predators, and the speed was too slow. He got on the road war **** of Aturu, and just about to close the car door, he pulled by one hand, Eva looked at him and said, "Be careful, King!"

Looking at Eva's pair of eyes that became extraordinarily charming due to smoky makeup, Wang Bo felt warm and laughed: "Relax, not to fight, just to catch a thief."

More cars started snarling at the back, Pharaoh angrily pointed forward: "Brother! Sound the siren! Give me the first!"

"-!" Han Maoli roared loudly, stomping on the accelerator under his feet,-If he turned into a true road war god, the speed is getting faster and faster.

From the rear view mirror, there are hundreds of lights shining behind the-at least fifty cars make up the convoy following the road war god, as if a steel torrent!

Pharaoh is not worried that everyone will have a car accident. They are driving on China Road and Highway 8. Both roads have the heart of the road. As long as they don't die, there will never be a problem, because the heart of the road can keep the driver's attention. Focus more and react faster, even if you drink alcohol!

The BMW wandered around the town a few times as if looking for a place to start. The two big men in the car stared at the town with dark eyes, as if the butcher was staring at a lamb to be slaughtered.

Uncle Bing and his brother followed him in an off-road vehicle. They had received professional tracking and anti-tracking training, but the convertible off-road vehicle was too eye-catching, and the town was too small. It was discovered after ten minutes of following.

In the BMW car, the driver smiled coldly: "Just want to chase us with this classic car? It's really interesting, what kind of brother, to open up this township guy?"

The co-pilot made a lazy voice: "Then tease them for fun, **** it, it seems that if we have nothing tonight, the mayor and sheriff will definitely be unhappy."

The driver skillfully stepped on the clutch and brakes, constantly changing gears, and said dissatisfied: "What's not happy about this? After the fire, they must be cautious, we can't find the opportunity is not normal ..."

He didn't finish talking, and the partner sat up sharply and shouted in amazement: "Fa, Fak! This, this, this? I'm dazzled? I have hallucinations? Damn, there seems to be a team on the road, Hurry up! Get out of here! "

The driver looked back, and suddenly sweated on the back: lights, countless headlights emitted a dazzling light, these shining lights gathered together, as if hundreds of light arrows shot out!

Quickly stepping on the accelerator, the driver quickly shifted gears, hesitant to compete with the off-road vehicle not far away, and the BMW quickly speeded up and wanted to leave.

But how can it be so easy? More than 20 large-displacement modified motorcycles chased up like a shotgun. The Maori people were crazy under the stimulation of alcohol and speed. They made strange noises against the wind:

"Well, you guys, you're dead!"

"I fly over the top of the car! Damn BMW, I want you to die!"

"Don't stand in the way of Lao Tzu! Catch the thief! Catch the thief! I want to win this event, humming!" (To be continued.)