It was still a long way from the place he had agreed with the person on the phone, and he had to get through that distance.

And behind him, Wang Yong chased like a mad dog, and he could only play with his life.

I have to say that the energy that bursts out when people are desperate is very terrifying.

In the past, rats dared to soar to 14 at the highest, but now they have soared to 18. The numbers on the dashboard made him start to rush adrenaline.

And this car, which did not perform well, also vibrated violently and was a little fluttering.

Ma Li clutched her seat belt tightly, her face pale. One screamed: "Mouse, you're going to die!

The mouse's eyes flashed with a crazy light, and he said coldly: "Escaping this catastrophe is the life of wealth and nobility, and if you can't escape, you are dying! It is better to die late than to die early, and it is better to die early than to fight! Sit firmly, labor and management will soar to 200!"

After saying that, he picked up speed again, and the car engine made a shocking sound like a boiling pot, and he didn't know that it was a tractor.

And the mouse's trick really worked. Originally, Wang Yong was still driving side by side with him, and kept hitting the body.

After the rat increased its speed, Wang Yong's impact missed, and he was almost planted in the grass next to him.

"Want to run, you're still too tender!" Wang Yong sneered, and also accelerated instantly.

The modified car showed excellent performance at this point, reaching its maximum revs in just a few seconds, like an arrow from a string.

The bullet-pierced window hole poured into the wind, like the howl of a ghost in the middle of the night, terrible and terrifying.

Wang Yong moved forward at great speed in this noisy sound effect, chasing the butt of the mouse car.

If it weren't for the fact that the rat deliberately walked on the trail and couldn't pass the two cars side by side, the rat would have repeated the previous tragedy and became the test object of Wang Yong's bumper car.

In an uproar, a gust of wind and sand suddenly blew in front of him, crackling and smashing on the windshield in front of Wang Yong, blocking Wang Yong's vision.

But he entered a mountain road.

Frowning and looking at the deserted road, Wang Yong was a little puzzled why the mouse chose this path.

It stands to reason that the more empty he is, the less chance he has to run away, and Wang Yong's car performance is several times better than him.

And before Wang Yong could figure out the answer, he saw the crazy driving mouse suddenly brake suddenly, and the car slid forward for more than ten meters under inertia, but it couldn't stop.

There was a thud until the front of the car hit a small mountain bag and stopped.

And the rat's head leaned forward fiercely, and he was instantly hit with a face full of flowers, and blood was dripping.

"Mouse, mouse, what's wrong with you?" said Mary, frightened.

If the mouse is hit and killed, then she is also dead. She can't get rid of the crazy man behind her.

In Ma Li's soul-like voice, the mouse finally raised his head.

"What do you call it, I wish Lao Tzu died?" At this time, the mouse suddenly opened his eyes gloomily and said.

And the appearance of his bloody face frightened Ma Li so much that she couldn't scream.

"Where's the gun? I'm going to teach that kid a lesson! You watch this little here, wait for someone up there to pick it up!"

As he spoke, the mouse pulled out a magazine and replaced it. Pushed the car door and walked towards Wang Yong.

Wang Yong saw the mouse brake suddenly, and he already noticed that something was wrong. It also slowed down the speed of the car.

Looking around, the mountain breeze blows, and there is silence. There doesn't seem to be any ambush, and there's nothing around to take advantage of.

Then why did this guy suddenly stop in front of him?

Is it just to get out of the car and shoot?

Wang Yong shook his head and decided not to think about it yet. At this time, almost an hour had passed, and Zhong Xin's situation was not yet known.

If there are other reactions due to too much intake of the drug, it is bad. Zhong Xin must be taken to the hospital as quickly as possible.

Thinking of this, Wang Yong also pushed the car door and walked towards the mouse without any precautions.

"Yo, the kid has a kind! he dared to get out of the car and die!" "When the mouse saw Wang Yong's movements, he couldn't help but smile fiercely and said.

Wang Yong didn't have time to appreciate the mouse's "miserable laughter", and said coldly: "Let that girl go, I can spare you from dying." ”

"Don't you die? Who do you think you are? You spare me not to die, but I want you to die today!" said the mouse viciously.

suddenly raised his hand and shot at Wang Yong.

But Wang Yong seemed to ignore the rat's movements, and he didn't see any big movements in his body. The upper body swayed slightly, like a poisonous snake shaking its head, and the bullet was flashed by Wang Yong.

"What?" said the mouse. "It must be cleared, I don't believe you can still dodge!"

After saying that, another shot.

And this time Wang Yong still moved slightly, and the bullet still failed to hit Wang Yong.

"No way, absolutely no way! I'm the champion of the Tiantai City Amateur Shooting Competition! No one can dodge my shot at such close range!" exclaimed the mouse.

Wang Yong's steps were not slow or hurried, so he walked forward, saying as he walked: "Amateur champion? But I'm sorry, you're still far from a real sharpshooter! a real gunslinger has a bullet out of his arm when he moves. And you're a full two beats slower. At this level, if you want to hit me, unless I take the initiative to bump into it, there is a slight possibility. ”

"Liar, you must be bragging!" The mouse didn't believe Wang Yong's words at all.

This is the case with the so-called one-leaf obscure. He also knows about guns, so he stubbornly believes that others will definitely not be able to reach the realm that he can't reach. If there is such a realm, it must be made up.

"I'll let you pretend, let you brag!" said the mouse, gritting his teeth, pulling the trigger again and again.

Several bullets roared towards Wang Yong.

And without exception, all of them were avoided by Wang Yong.

"I said it, it's useless. You have one bullet left, and if you don't shoot me, then you have nothing to rely on, and sooner or later you will fall into my hands. If you don't shoot, you'll fall into my hands. How do you choose?" Wang Yong looked at the mouse playfully and said.

And the mouse was also stunned by Wang Yong.

Indeed, shoot it, and still miss. Don't shoot, what's the use of holding a gun!

Open or not, it's useless.

Is it on or not?

The rat is caught in a difficult Hamlet-like choice.

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