Chapter 1939

I didn't wait for the truck driver to get up straight, but I felt the car body slightly shake and bang.

After working overtime for many days, his reaction was slow after all. After a few breaths, he came back to his mind and stood up to look ahead.

He was stunned by the emptiness in front of him. He stepped on the accelerator.

He is afraid that these days continuous work, the truck has a flat tire or other hidden dangers, this must stop and check.

Slowly in the roadside parking, he just opened the door to hear a scream, he hectic jump, a whole body to see behind the car.

More than ten meters away, a long Lincoln was leaning against the trees under the road shoulder, and the car on the right side was a little behind it, which was a third of the way down.

The truck driver's face was startled. He immediately understood that he had hit the car just now. He was devastated: "it's over. It's over. Don't be dead."

The company has insured the truck, so it's not a problem to pay for the car alone.

But if someone dies and the victim's family pesters him endlessly, he may go to jail.

Well, I heard recently that there have been a lot of refugees from San Francisco in Los Angeles. There have been many small cases. The prison is not enough. I should have escaped. Thinking so, the driver stepped up and ran to lengthen Lincoln.

He could hear clearly that someone inside was screaming as bad as killing a pig.

This, on the contrary, gives the driver a sigh of relief: the people who can be called in the accident are generally not in danger of their lives, but those who don't say a word are likely to die.

……

A moment ago, just as Darren was talking to the congressman about his later research plan, the two red taillights of the extended Lincoln and the bar stop lights on the rear windshield suddenly flickered and went out quietly.

Just then the truck driver turned into the main road and took a last look at the road ahead.

In the dark area between the street lights, there is no bright red tail light, so the truck driver can get coffee at ease.

Lincoln's driver just made sure that there was no car in front of and behind him, and began to turn into the main road, but suddenly there was a big light behind him.

The truck headlights reflected from the rear-view mirrors made Lincoln's security guards bristle: "there's a car."

In the back seat, Darren and the congressman were stunned: what kind of car is there?

Before I could understand the meaning of the security roar, I heard a loud bang. Four people in Lincoln's car could hear nothing for a while.

Lincoln turned to the left. The man on the bus swung to the right, rushed down the road and hit the trees before stopping.

Seconds later, Darren, dizzy and distended, shook his head, trying to wake himself up and see everything in front of him.

See the opposite member rolled to his feet, groaned feebly.

Darren subconsciously wanted to reach for his hand and felt a sharp pain coming from his left arm.

He turned his head, opened his eyes, opened his mouth, and took a deep breath: "ah ~ ~"

only the left arm in the line of sight bent into a strange arc, and hung on the deformed car body, just like the two sausages hanging on the hook.

But It's not a sausage, it's his arm!

The front security came down and rescued Darren and the moaning senator.

After the inspection, the two security guards were relieved.

The congressman should have no problem. He just rolled down and hit his knuckles. His head and upper body were hit.

As long as they are sent to the hospital for further examination, they can ensure that they are free of worries.

Darren was unlucky and lucky. He was sitting on the right side of the truck and one of his arms was hit by the deformed body into an L-shape.

But if he sits 50 centimeters more behind the bench, his entire chest will be deformed, and he may rise to the sky on the spot.

Now, although Darren's name is as bleak as killing a pig, his arm is not flexible after the sky, which is much better than losing his life.

What's more, their employer is a member of Parliament, not Darren.

According to the security agreement, they are only responsible for the personal safety of members.

Strictly speaking, the security guards are not responsible for this sudden traffic accident. After all, no one can guarantee that other cars will not crash themselves.

But the councillors were killed. Their security resume must be recorded, which will affect their future income.

It's Darren who's dead. He has nothing to do with them.

Therefore, the security guards can only show a little sympathy for his shrill screams, and then what to do.

……

Luke looked at LAPD's automatic traffic accident information and was stunned. He immediately shook his head and laughed: "it's really fast."

After laughing, he thought for a moment to send a congratulatory message to Dr. PIM: "Darren Klaus had a broken arm in a car accident 30 minutes ago and had just been sent to the hospital."

In a three story building in San Francisco, Dr. PIM was shocked to see his cell phone suddenly vibrate.

His mobile phone has filtering settings, and spam messages can't be sent.

And he only keeps in touch with his daughter, who is now in front of him.Suspiciously, he picked up his mobile phone, read the news and signed up, but his face was strange.

Seeing that Dr. PIM was not looking right, his daughter hope couldn't help asking, "what happened?"

These days, the father and daughter watched Darren get closer to the right answer. They couldn't sit still.

Therefore, Dr. PIM found Scott Lang, who has a unique talent of "invasion", and wanted him to steal the information of PIM particles.

The data of this kind of top technology is an astronomical number, no one can write it down by his brain.

Even if Darren is a student of Dr. PIM and loses the data in those materials, it will take at least another decade and eight years to re accumulate the data.

At present, PIM particles are still absolutely confidential, so its information is only available in PIM technology's mainframe.

Usually, Darren and other regulators take out the data together.

We all know the huge profits of PIM particles.

But no one can be sure how big the profit is and when it will be fully successful.

Therefore, no one wants to let others take away the data, so they can only hold on for a while.

Once Darren has solved the problem completely and the parties have reached an agreement, more copies of this information will be made, and PIM particles will inevitably leak to several parties.

How can Dr. PIM make these people succeed when Tony's father didn't succeed.

He can't let go of this last chance.

After frowning and pondering for a while, Dr. PIM made up his mind to look at Scott, who was in this milk cereal not far away: "prepare immediately, and destroy the backup data of PIM technology tonight. This is the chance God gave us. It's up to you, Scott. "

Scott stopped with his spoon in his hand and looked at Dr. PIM with a blank face: "I just ran to the new base of Avengers alliance yesterday and had a fight with that war machine. I can get the signal camouflage from a Avenger alive. It's very good. Now come again? "

Dr. PIM looked at him seriously for a moment and nodded slowly: "I have a friend who just helped to break Darren's arm. Darren is operating in the hospital. There will be no more danger this time. "

Hope and Scott looked frightened and asked in unison, "really?"