No 1 Supreme Warrior novel Chapter 1270

They had already run far away as Cecil had lost some time riding the motorbike, their speed was 60 kilometres per hour, and this was on a street with a lot of traffic.

Cecil raised the speed to 100 kilometres per hour, He was lucky that he was riding a Honda Prince and was able to pick up speed quite quickly.

The sound from the motorbike exploded like thunder, startling all the people on the street, who paused to watch, their eyes shocked, as they lost their voices screaming.

"Does this man want to die? How dare he drive so fast in the street?!"

"This man is a madman! If you don't want to die, don't kill others!"

"This man is a devil! A devil who kills people!"

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The drivers of the cars driving head-on were shocked and dumbfounded by the terrifying speed of Cecil's bike.

So the cars in front of them gave way.

The motorbike that kidnapped Emilia was riding at the front, followed by about eleven other motorbikes.

Cecil rode with his right hand and held a machete in his left, and he charged straight in towards the gap between them.

Then Cecil slashed the right hand of the motorbike driver with the machete, and the man whose hand was slashed flew straight off the bike and knocked over the motorbike beside them at the same time.

In this way, Cecil slashed one by one, he put down six motorbikes in a row.

Cecil's motorbikes roared and whistled away again.

He caught the machete with his right hand and used his left hand to hold the handle of the motorbike instead, relying on the inertia of the motorbike to speed forward.

Cecil then slashed at the man on the motorbike to his right with his right flying machete.

The man on the back of the motorbike on the right, who also had a machete in his left hand, slashed at Cecil.

There was a clang!

The two knives collided and sparks scattered, and because of the enormous strength of Cecil, the backseat of the motorbike with the machete was directly cut off.

The motorbike swayed so violently that the rider in front of him couldn't grab the handrail and the motorbike toppled over with a crash.

A few motorcyclists in front, who were in shock, realised that there was death in pursuit behind them, so they frantically accelerated their escape.

In one fell swoop, they left Cecil off a long distance.

Cecil roared as he bit down on the machete with his mouth and sped up to catch up, and for a brief moment he brought the motorbike up to 100 km/h again.

The motorbike roared! The frame shook as if it were falling apart.

In a street full of vehicles, a motorbike can reach 100 kilometres per hour, which no ordinary person can do, and even if they could, 99 per cent of them would be dead.

But Cecil was a master of motorbikes, so this was nothing to him.

He had a Honda four-cylinder 750-engine motorbike racer at home, and the highest he had ever gone was 220 kilometres per hour, which he didn't even think was fast enough.

That was not much at 100km/h.

However, this Honda 125c displacement bike, with its light weight, was very drifty if it went too fast, so it was not bad to go 100 km/h.

The first few motorbike riders were so technically inferior that they were lucky to get 80 km/h in a situation where there were cars everywhere.

And they were forced out of the situation to drive at such a fast speed.

Cecil caught up with them easily, and instead of slashing the riders' hands, he slashed their helmets with his machete.