The explosions from the missiles in the sky had just ended.
This garbage truck unleashed tremendous potential. With the accelerator floored, it reached the fastest speed of its life.
But one figure was faster—so fast that the naked eye could only catch a red afterimage flashing past.
Miao Mu gripped the steering wheel and looked up, his hair nearly standing on end. Just what he feared, in the middle of the night.
A burly man in a red trench coat stood stiffly in the middle of the road, looking exactly like something out of a horror movie.
"Move!!!"
Miao Mu roared, stomping so hard on the accelerator that he nearly broke it. The heavy garbage truck slammed forward violently.
Nazi Superman, Overman, did not dodge at all. There was even contempt in his eyes as he raised a hand and pushed forward.
Boom!
Batman and The Grim Knight had already jumped out of the truck when Miao Mu shouted.
The garbage truck crashed with a thunderous bang, its rear wheels lifting into the air as the entire vehicle shook several times.
The front of the truck was flattened, as if it had rammed into an indestructible roadblock, nearly getting sliced in half down the middle.
From the front, a human-shaped outline had been crushed into the garbage truck's hood. The sturdy steel had caved in like putty.
Miao Mu, still gripping the steering wheel inside the truck with an airbag blown into his face, grimaced and exhaled a puff of white smoke.
There was not much difference between an airbag and explosives. At a critical moment, it really did explode, popping out in an instant and shaking his brains loose.
The front of the garbage truck bounced upward.
Nazi Superman raised the heavy garbage truck with one hand. Red Heat