bulletproof!

Zhao Gangjun expected that the Tsar's car would be bulletproof, but he did not expect that the car's bulletproof ability would be so strong!

You know, the large-caliber heavy machine gun on the plane can penetrate even the armor of an armored vehicle. Ordinary rebounding glass bulletproof armor is completely useless in front of this heavy machine gun. And the Tsar's car not only has no

It was penetrated without even a bullet hole left. The thickness of this armor is absolutely incredible.

Inside the Rolls-Royce Phantom.

The Tsar sat expressionless.

The car body vibrated slightly.

But it was just a vibration. This car was specially modified by the Tsar with a lot of effort. Not to mention those heavy machine guns, even ordinary armor-piercing bullets would have to penetrate the protection of this car.

A lot of time.

The Tsar knew who was outside.

Except for Zhao Gangjun, no one could find such a large group of people to ambush him halfway in such a short period of time.

Thinking of this, the tsar couldn't help but admire Zhao Gangjun.

He was beaten to death by me just a few days ago, and not even a few days later, he came to seek revenge!

Even if his lost racial bloodline is powerful and his recovery ability is strong, to what extent can you recover in the past few days?

Even if you recover to 100%, in Russia, there is no need for the Tsar to take action. As long as the troops from the backyard come over, Zhao Gangjun will have to drink a pot.

Is this a desperate effort, or is it just stupid and bold?

The Tsar couldn't help but smile and shook his head.

At this moment, the vibration of the car body became smaller.

The Tsar narrowed his eyes and thought, must he have given up?

at this time.

boom.

A muffled sound came from the roof of the car.

The Tsar raised his head and looked at the roof of the car.

Someone jumped on the car!

boom.

There was a louder muffled sound.

"Boss, someone smashed the car!"

The voice of his men came from the car.

"Smash the car?!"

The Tsar asked in surprise, "Who is it?"

"Zhao Gangjun!"

"Zhao Gangrong?!"

The tsar was really confused now. Is this Zhao Gangjun so stupid that he wants to smash the armor of this car with his hands?

Although I was able to break open the armor, I had to be in my heyday and use all my strength to break open the armor. Now, I don't have the ability to break open the armor. I am just as injured as myself.

Zhao Gangjun, if you want to break open this armor, is it because your own hammer knocked your brains out?

Just when the tsar was wondering if Zhao Gangjun had been knocked unconscious.

boom.

A sound several times louder than before suddenly came from the roof of the car.

A fist mark suddenly appeared on the roof of the car, right on top of the Tsar's head.

The Tsar was stunned for a moment, looking at the fist mark, a look of shock gradually appeared on his face.

"How can it be!"

The Tsar looked at the fist mark in disbelief. The fist mark was so clear, just like the mark left by our punch on the plasticine!

boom.

There was another muffled sound.

Another fist seal!

"The lost racial bloodline, is it really that incredible?!"

The tsar said in disbelief. His body was already very good. After these few days of cultivation, he had only recovered to 60%. He estimated that even if Zhao Gangjun's blood was against the sky, he would only be able to recover to 100% at most.

Seventy-eighty percent can get you up to ninety percent!

However, if it is only restored to 90%, is it possible to leave fist marks on the armor?

Even in Zhao Gangjun's heyday, if he wanted to leave a fist mark on this armor, he would have to fight tooth and nail, right?

Did he have to risk his life and use half of his strength just to break open his armor?

When the time comes that his strength is exhausted, how can he fight with himself?

The Tsar was both in disbelief and puzzled.

Bang bang bang.

Three more punches.

Three fist seals appeared at different positions on the tsar's head. It could be vaguely seen that these five fist seals actually formed a medium-sized circle!

The Tsar hesitated and pressed a button on the car.

"Prepare missiles!"

"Wait for my orders," said the Tsar.

"yes!"

A voice sounded.

Just after the Tsar finished speaking.

boom!

There was a louder sound than before.

This time, a larger fist mark appeared in the middle of the previous five fists!

The tsar reached out and grabbed it with his eyes, and his weapon appeared in his hand.

at the same time.

boom.

Accompanied by a tearing sound.

A hole about half a meter in diameter was punched out of the entire roof of the car!

A grenade was thrown in from outside.

The Tsar's expression remained unchanged, he opened the door and rushed out.

A few seconds later.

boom!

An explosion occurred from inside the car, and the entire Rolls-Royce Phantom instantly turned into a huge fireball.

No matter how hard the armor is, the explosion inside can easily tear him into pieces.

The Tsar stood on the ground, looking at his writer who was blown up not far away, expressionless.

A figure quietly landed in front of the tsar.

The moment the man landed, the sound of gunshots and fighting around him seemed to suddenly become much quieter.

The tsar looked at Zhao Gangjun in front of him and frowned slightly.

Zhao Gangjun's complexion is very good, and it can be seen that he must have recovered.

This is not good news for the Tsar, who has only recovered 60%.

Of course, the Tsar was not nervous, because this was Russia.

This is his home court.

Even if he only has 60% of his strength left, it still won't be a big problem to contend with the current Zhao Gangjun.

As long as Zhao Gangjun is restrained for a few minutes and reinforcements arrive from behind, Zhao Gangjun and his people will all die here!

In addition to the reinforcements from behind, the Tsar also has another magic weapon.

The missiles at the nearby military base have already been heading here because of his order. As long as the Tsar gives the order, the precision-guided missiles will fly here. Even if Zhao Gangjun escapes, all of Zhao Gangjun's men here will have to fly here.
To be continued...