Time travel at the same time: Is the golden finger actually me?

To Gin's surprise, Rock stopped chasing them after removing the car door.

It's like giving up on the stupidity of racing a sports car.

But the next moment, Gin's body suddenly tensed up, because he saw in the rearview mirror that Rock put down the cash box!

The opponent started to spin the car door, as if he was throwing a discus.

Throwing a discus?

Gin's face lost control again, and he immediately growled at Vodka: Get down!

The next moment, a constantly rotating car door flew towards the sports car like a rotating blade!

boom!

The upper half of the roof of the Porsche 356A was immediately cut off by the door, and most of the door was inserted into the dashboard in a parabola. If the gin and vodka had not fallen down in time, I am afraid that the head would have been cut off in an instant.

But at the same time, the sports car without a driver also lost control and suddenly hit a fire hydrant. The entire car suddenly flipped over on its back and fell on the road.

Smoke from the car filled the streets.

Bang!

The car door was violently hammered open by vodka, and he climbed out of the car in embarrassment.

Ahem! What a ghost!

Vodka turned around and looked at the tragic situation of the sports car, unable to stop feeling horrified in his heart. If he hadn't reacted quickly just now and lowered his head by luck, he might have confessed here.

He did not avoid it by relying on Gin's reminder, but relying on his own premonition of danger, and he avoided this attack with great care.

Fortunately it was him, anyone else might not have been able to react.

As the core staff of the distillery, Vodka is best at close combat, driving and computers. As one of the top combat masters in the organization, his perception of danger is naturally much faster than ordinary people.

Vodka slowly climbed away from the sports car and leaned to the side, breathing heavily. But before he could take a breath, a figure came towards him with a strong wind!

Is this strong wind a truck?

This was Vodka's first thought, and then he immediately avoided it with the sharpness he had accumulated over the years.

No! Not a truck, but a fist!

Vodka's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, but in order to survive, no matter how strong his opponent was, he had to fight back!

Vodka immediately clasped the opponent's wrist with his own hands, and then twisted his body. He wanted to use his own weight to tilt Roark's center of gravity, and then immediately wrapped around him and used ground skills.

But to his surprise, Rock just raised his hand and his huge body was lifted off the ground.

Bang!

Rock raised his other hand and punched Vodka's huge body, creating a dent!

This time Rock added Pokémon's boosted punch to his punch!

This punch made Vodka's ears buzz, as if the world lost its voice the moment it was hit by this punch!

No, it was actually the pain that caused me to lose consciousness at that moment.

As soon as Vodka regained consciousness, he was greeted by a second fist! The third punch!

Punch after punch is like beating dough, and with each punch, Vodka's body will be dented!

Until the last punch - Vodka's strong body was knocked away by one blow and directly embedded in the wall on one side.

The smoke dissipated and Rock slowly closed his fist.

But then he frowned slightly, as if he felt a danger was coming, and Rock suddenly launched his telekinesis and ancient magic throwing.

boom!!

A bullet hit Rock between the eyebrows!

…

On a tall building six hundred meters away, Calvados finally breathed a sigh of relief as he watched his bullet hit the opponent's forehead.

He had no way to intervene before, and he had to wait until Rock stopped in place before he was sure. But even so, the sniper point he set up was far away from Rock's position, and the straight-line distance was more than 700 yards.

This is not a so-called world record, this is an actual sniper shot in an urban environment, so this shot was purely fooled.

Far beyond Calvados' usual level.

Moreover, the location set up in advance was just right. If he had chosen a place closer to the bar, he would never have hit his opponent.

Good luck this time. Calvados smiled.

But soon, his smile disappeared.

Through the sniper scope, he saw Rock covering his head, as if shouting something like pain, but there was only a trace of white smoke on the other person's forehead.

Then Rock, who was covering his head, seemed to notice something. He quickly turned his head to look in the direction of Calvados, and made contact with Calvados' eyes through the perspective mirror.

Fu*k! What kind of monster is this?

Calvados suddenly looked away from the perspective mirror and subconsciously looked up at Roark in the distance.

After Rock in the distance calculated the distance between the two, he let out a breath, then suddenly bent his knees to exert force!

The whole person was ejected instantly!

When the back force in the air was insufficient, he immediately used his telekinesis to set up a barrier under his feet as a leverage point, and explosive power burst out from his feet!

The whole figure was like a rocket, flying in the direction of Calvados under constant acceleration in the air.

When Calvados saw that Rock had not been sniped to death, he had already started to pack up his equipment and prepare to polish it.

What did he see again?

How could it still take off?

Is this Nima also a human being?

Calvados couldn't care less, dropped his sniper rifle and prepared to leave, but it was already too late!

Bang!

Rock suddenly appeared in front of Calvados. Rock stepped sideways on the circular load-bearing column. The huge force caused cracks in the load-bearing column, and a large amount of dust rose up.

Calvados subconsciously picked up the gun and pointed it at Rock, preparing to shoot!

Megaton Kick!

A flying kick that Calvados couldn't see clearly hit his hand in an instant.

The moment it came into contact with Rock's flying kick, the part of the gun in his hand that came into contact with Rock was squeezed and deformed, as if it was placed under a hydraulic press and was being squeezed continuously by the hydraulic press.

And what followed the transformation was his hand!

His hand seemed to have been kicked and disappeared. It was not a disappearance of practical significance, but Calvados could no longer feel the existence of his arm.

But this was only a temporary illusion. Calvados knew that his arm would probably be disabled forever, and he would soon feel unspeakable pain.

But before he could feel the pain, a fist as big as a sandbag filled his vision.

This punch... is much gentler than the kick just now... Calvados thought in his final coma.

Bang!

The unconscious body immediately collapsed to the ground.

Rock looked at the knocked out sniper in front of him, then picked up the sniper rifle that had not been put away on the ground, and then put the sniper on his shoulder.

Left this abandoned building.

…

When Rock returned to the street that looked like a car accident scene, the knocked down Vodka was still in the wall, and no one detained him.

But the gin from the other seat disappeared.

He decisively dropped the vodka and moistened it himself.