Dream Travel

Chapter 44 Isn’t this standard?

"I forgot my remote control in the cabin!" Chuck frowned when he couldn't find the remote control. It's not that the car with the airbag deployed can't drive on the road, it's just that it's too wide.

But if I go back now, it would be a waste of time, right?

No! His goal was to hunt sharks. Time didn't matter, as long as there were enough sharks.

"Let's go back and get the key." Chuck said simply.

He just wanted to kill the shark, it didn't matter where he killed the shark.

Bai Mu was somewhat helpless. The investigation naturally had to focus on the person being investigated, and he also had to avoid the source of the dream suddenly dying. Chuck had already been considered by Bai Mu to be an uneasy type.

As soon as the car turned around, the sewer cover next to it was washed open by the water flow, and a large number of sharks kept spraying out like missiles in a launch silo. Chuck jumped out of the car very bravely, and fired two harpoons at the sharks.

He quickly jumped back into the car. The water was rising too fast. He could defend himself against sharks flying from the sky, but there were too many sharks swimming in the water, which was difficult to deal with and consumed extra energy.

"Now I don't have to go back to get the remote control." Bai Mu continued driving, looking for a crowded place. Anyway, he just wanted to get to know the fisherman Chuck, and Chuck wanted to hunt sharks.

Finding a place where there are many people may at least save some of the unlucky people.

If there are too many sharks, Baimu will stop and practice shooting with those sharks that are flying or swimming in the water, aggressive and have a frenzy buff.

It doesn’t matter if no one teaches you, you will become proficient after practicing more.

"Damn it, don't stop!!" The storm gradually subsided, and Chuck in the car roared angrily.

Without storms and tornadoes, sharks wouldn't be able to fly around, right?

How can searching for sharks in the ocean compare to catching sharks flying in the sky?
"Finally everything is okay." Bai Mu breathed a sigh of relief, opened the window and looked at the sky. The rain had passed, but there was no clear sky.

He refilled the empty magazine in the car, and then Bai Mu was a little puzzled as to why Chuck stopped howling.

He got out of the car and glanced at the distance, and he knew what was going on. A new tornado was gathering...

Bai Mu rubbed his forehead and turned to get in the car.

Chakra stopped him, "I haven't spoken yet!"

"I know you definitely want to go there."

"Hahahaha, I'm starting to like you. Use this!" Chuck threw a crossbow over.

Bai Mu caught the thing and returned it, saying to Chuck, who looked puzzled, "It's not easy to use this weapon in the car."

"Why don't we find another driver?" Chuck actually thought about Bai Mu's words seriously.

Although he looked down on Bai Mu's use of a gun to fish, he began to feel that Bai Mu had great potential, at least when it came to dealing with sharks.

"I'm fine." Bai Mu quickly rejected Chuck's proposal. He didn't want to fight with flying sharks in the storm.

"Well, let's go." Chuck sat in the passenger seat, took a long breath, and took the time to rest.

He could see new sharks emerging from the rapidly forming tornado in the distance.

The tornado formed very quickly, and Bai Mu saw a shark riding on the wind inside while driving.

If you observe carefully, you can find that the tornadoes do not seem to be running around, but are approaching a certain place with a purpose.

"What's going on with these tornadoes?" Chuck stared at the tornadoes in the distance: "They're going in the wrong direction." He observed the direction of the tornadoes. The path they were taking would soon bring them close to the tornadoes, but the tornadoes that appeared went against his judgment.

Bai Mu emphasized: "It's a sharknado."

"That's a good name." Chuck stopped thinking about the tornado and the sharknado. He just wanted to catch up with the sharknado and continue hunting sharks.

Opportunities are rare, if you miss it, it will be gone.

"I'm a reporter from a TV station. Can I be interviewed?" Suddenly, a car came after them. Because Bai Mu's car couldn't retract the airbag, the TV station's car easily caught up.

"Some people say you've been hunting sharks all along the way. Are you planning to go to Tornado to look for new sharks now?"

The female reporter from the TV station was blown to tears by the strong wind and rain, and her clothes could not hide her proud figure.

Chuck had no interest in the dedicated female reporter: "No comment. Please don't interfere with our search for the sharknado."

"Sharknado? Mr. Shark Hunter, do you know more about the inside story of the sharks brought by this storm?" The female reporter jumped directly onto the airbag of the boat, and the microphone was almost touching Chuck's face.

"Not a shark hunter, but the king of sharks! Figuring out the problem of sharks is the job of those naturalists, not mine!" Chuck corrected the female reporter with a serious face, showing an extremely strong obsession with sharks.

"Okay, Mr. Shark King, what do you think about this disaster? Many people have been saved because of you, and they really want to hear your thoughts."

The female reporter immediately changed her words and was still trying to squeeze into the car. Her broad mind was about to burst out from the car window, but Chuck's mind was still focused on the sharknado.

"I'll kill all the sharks that don't stay in the ocean!"

Bai Mu, who was driving, almost laughed out loud. He realized that Chuck was also a conspicuous person. He said he didn't want to be interviewed, but when the topic of sharks came up, he immediately became excited.

Just after Chuck made his bold statement, a formed sharknado changed direction. The sharks in the tornado were like cannonballs, using the power of the tornado to smash into the car driven by Bai Mu.

The shark landed on the ground and, with the help of inertia, crashed towards him like a torpedo.

The TV station's car was unlucky and was directly knocked over by the flying shark. The female reporter screamed, opened the car door and got in.

The next moment, more sharks fell from the sky. Chuck couldn't help it. He pushed away the female reporter who was clinging to him, opened the door and rushed out. He picked up two harpoons from the open cargo compartment and started fighting with the sharks.

Bai Mu sighed. He clearly had no super powers, but he acted as if he had them. He opened the window and fired at the approaching shark.

The female reporter brushed her wet hair and her eyes fell on Bai Mu.

"Hello, my name is Kelly. May I ask if you and Mr. Shark King are comrades?"

"I'm a driver, just pretend I don't exist." Bai Mu didn't want to accept any interviews.

If more people knew about it, his illegal identity would be easily exposed. If more people paid attention to him, it would not be easy for him to go back.

As for Chuck, who has already been noticed... he wishes good luck to the explorers who come later.

Bai Mu, who was driving more and more skillfully and wildly, turned the car around. There was no need for him to chase the sharknado. A sharknado had already chased them. Now it was their turn to escape.

Female reporter Kelly continued to ask Bai Mu questions, completely unaware of how dangerous her actions were.

Bai Mu realized that their current combination was the standard for disaster movies.
The woman is more likely to survive to the end. Chuck is white, and he...

(End of this chapter)