Chapter 1947

Scott, who usually looks at the application, is quite talented in the battle.

He has a quick brain and is firm in making decisions.

As soon as he taxied, Scott came to the sign on the front of the car from the front of the wind, reached down, and an alloy steel cable flew to the ground in front of him.

At the same time, his body instantly recovered to its original state, a somersault.

One end of the wire rope into the ground also becomes larger and thicker. Scott in the somersault shoots the other end of the wire rope into the Mercedes Benz roof.

Duang！

In front of Darren's eyes in the back row, there was a sharp rope head with a barb, which made him jump.

If this thing goes back a little bit, doesn't it stick in his head?

Immediately, the steel cable was tight, and the car body and the ground were tightly connected. Mercedes Benz had to stop.

Darren's face was full of fierce color. He opened the window a little. His body wrapped in yellow and Black War clothes suddenly shrank and flew out of the window gap.

Scott just landed on the ground and saw a little yellow and black dot flash.

He unconsciously shrank away from the blow.

……

480 winter street, still a happy and warm family gathering scene.

In the backyard, men are drinking beer, eating barbecue and playing bull, women are muttering gossip, and children are setting up small ping-pong tables on the other side of the oven.

Everything is so beautiful and harmonious.

All of a sudden, two mosquito like black spots entangled into the garden next door. Then one of them was kicked on his body and flew over the flowers into the back yard of 840.

Scott, who was kicked to fly, looked at the fast approaching barbecue basin and the red and faint charcoal fire under the "huge" grid. He laid down in his heart and magnified his body decisively.

Clang!

With a loud noise, the whole barbecue basin and the rest of the barbecue above were smashed and scattered.

All adults and children subconsciously turn their heads and see a guy in a helmet and weird clothes lying on the ground, covering his old waist, ouch.

Just then, dozens of kilograms of barbecue pots were hit and flew, and Scott's waist was hit hard.

Another small dot was magnified in a flash, and Darren appeared in a yellow and black battle suit.

His yellow and black uniform is much more eye-catching than the grey ant man's.

The yellow lens on the mask, with two segmented spines at the back, looks very ferocious.

Darren turned to look at Maggie, who had quietly backed away with her daughter, Kathy, and then turned around to sneer: "just in time, today I will let you taste the taste of losing everything."

Scott, who was lying on the ground rubbing his old waist, noticed Darren's action too, and his face was ugly: "Mr. Zha, if you have the ability, come to me."

Darren smiled grimly, and the spines on his back shook a little: "as you wish."

Before the voice fell, his body suddenly shrank and flew to Scott. Two tiny blue lasers were emitted from the two spikes behind him.

Scott moves almost at the same time, a roll away from the blue laser.

He was lying on the grass was blue laser shot out of a small hole, a few white smoke.

Darren smirked smugly: what an ant man can't match his yellow jacket! Let your family get together later!

Thinking so, he stepped up and rushed to Scott.

After a roll away from the blue laser, Scott was about to get up when he saw an object on the ground with his hand.

With a flash of inspiration in his mind, he smoothly grabbed the object he had pressed under his hand, turned around and swung it, aiming at Darren who was shrinking, which was a move of "whirling and killing".

Duang！

The elastic blue rubber is heavily fanned on the flying Darren, which makes him spin and fly out.

Darren, who had a big bean, was like a fly, crossing an arc and falling into a blue light mosquito killing lamp on the porch.

Crackle!

A flash of small electric arc on the mosquito killing lamp made a blue smoke disappear.

Scott was shocked and looked down at the table tennis racket in his hand: so easy to use? It seems that I have a talent for table tennis.

So thinking, he got up a little bit hard, walked out a few steps, and handed his ping-pong bat to a frightened little girl.

The racket was originally hers, but the sound of his crashing into the barbecue bowl scared her out of her hand when she waved.

The little girl stared at the racket, then looked at Scott's strange mask: "Wow, mom help me! There are weirdos! "

The little girl with a terrible scream and cry in her mouth, just like this, swished away.

Scott looked awkwardly at the others: "well, I'm good..."

Boom!

A group of people took their children and ran away: the devil believes you! This is not a good thing at first sight!

Scott smiled bitterly and shook his head. He took a few steps and put the racket on the next table.Just when he wanted to get to the mosquito killing lamp to see Darren's situation, two people sprang out of the side back door.

They held pistols and shouted, "SFPD! Don't move. Put your hands up! You beeps, raise your hands quickly! "

Scott slowly turned around and raised his hand: "do you want me to hold still or raise your hand! Paxton. "

As he said this, he pressed the mask and showed his face.

Scott's ex-wife's current husband, daughter's stepfather, and San Francisco's second-class police constable, Paxton, looked unbelievable: "Scott? Why are you here? " Then he put the gun in his hand back into his waist holster.

Scott breathed a sigh of relief, put down his hand and went to the two men: "Paxton, listen to me slowly explain..."

Paxton inserted the gun and pulled out a "gun" from the other side of his waist without hesitation and pulled the trigger.

The Taser gun's dart plunged into Scott's chest.

Zizi!

Scott was stiff and fell to the ground convulsively, with only one thought in his mind: Paxton, wdnmd! Actually play sneak attack.

But no matter what he wanted to scold, he could not scold all over the body at the moment. He could only be arrested by Paxton and the police colleague.

When the three people here were struggling, Darren, like a mosquito, was getting AIDS on the mosquito killing lamp, even worse than Scott.

But the yellow jacket gave him some protection. He didn't lose his consciousness. He could only look at Scott who was taken away with hatred: asshole! Wait for me. I will kill you and your family!

All of a sudden, the mosquito killing lamp came on.

Darren fainted as soon as it was dark.

Before the coma, a thought flashed through his mind: what's the matter?

PA!

Paxton appliance gate also tripped, causing a lot of noise.

On the black mosquito killing lamp, the unconscious Darren suddenly disappeared.

A transparent shadow quietly left in the dark. No one knew that he had been here.

Half an hour later, Scott went back to the three story building in the woods on the outskirts of the city.

When he entered the living room, he saw Dr. PIM and hope looking over.

Scott coughed uneasily, "what's the matter?"