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Liu Handong got up from the bed with a bone, a cold air rose from the tail vertebrae and rushed straight to his head, he was completely sleepy, Gu Changjun didn't die! The first target of his revenge is likely to be himself!

I put on my clothes indiscriminately, copied a steel pipe from under the bed, checked it in my hand and felt that it was not good to carry it with me, went downstairs to the grocery store on the street, and bought a wooden handle hammer, which can be smashed and hooked, and the power is huge.

Fukang quietly parked on the side of the road, the wheels were full of traces of mud and water, Liu Handong circled the car several times, opened the release handle under the dashboard under the door panel, and lifted the hood.

The motive cabin is very normal, there is no trace of moving, Liu Handong called home again, Gu Changjun is very cunning and insidious, and he can do everything.

No one answered his mother's mobile phone, Liu Handong had a faint premonition that the situation was not good, cold sweat oozed from his forehead, as if there were footsteps approaching behind him, he turned around suddenly, holding the handle of the axe in his hand, just a strange passerby.

I dialed my stepfather's number from my phone and quickly connected.

"Where's my mom?" Liu Handong asked eagerly.

"Your mom is fine." Said the stepfather.

Liu Handong's brain boomed, if it was really okay, his stepfather would not answer that your mother was fine, but said where it was, he took a deep breath and tried to calm down: "Tell my mother to listen to the phone." ”

The stepfather was silent for a while and said, "There is a thief in the house, and your mother is injured and is being rescued." ”

"I'll go back right away." Liu Handong hung up the phone, tears flowed out uncontrollably, his stepfather's words were moist, and usually being rescued was a prelude to ineffective treatment, it must be Gu Changjun who returned a tooth for a tooth and attacked the people closest to him.

At this moment, Liu Handong had a fire in his mind, went upstairs and hurriedly came down, he had been spending a lot of money recently, he didn't have much cash on him, and when he went downstairs, he met Huo Ying and said, "Do you have money, lend me some." ”

"How much?"

"As much as you want."

Huo Ying saw that Liu Handong's face was very bad, so she hurriedly took out her wallet and took out more than a dozen red banknotes, and handed him the bank card: "The password is my birthday." ”

"Thank you." Liu Handong took it and hurriedly went out, and Huo Ying ran out: "Hey, do you know what my birthday is?" ”

Beverly is gone.

At the intersection of Iron Slag Street, in an inconspicuous white Ford Transit van, there were several men sitting at the end, one of whom picked up the walkie-talkie and said: "O8, O8, keep up, 176 is out, follow it, over." ”

The galloping Fukang hung a scrapped number plate, Jiang netbsp; A black Passat followed close behind Beverly, but it took less than ten minutes before it was thrown off.

"O1, O1, I'm lost, repeat, I'm lost, it's over." The plainclothes driver in the Passat picked up the walkie-talkie and reported.

When Beverly approached the entrance of the high road, a black Santana 2ooo quietly drove out of the fork in the road and followed Liu Handong's car.

There were seven or eight cars queuing up near the entrance of Beigao, Liu Handong was in second place, and the driver of a car in front was probably asking the toll collector for directions, and after a few minutes of delay, Liu Handong was extremely anxious, honked his horn violently, and did not notice that a man came down from the Volkswagen Tiguan in the fourth car behind, and his right hand was hidden behind his back and walked towards him.

The one who asked for directions finally drove away, Liu Handong rushed to the railing with one foot on the accelerator, took the card handed down by the toll collector, the railing opened, and Fukang rushed out like an arrow, and soon disappeared.

Seeing this, the man in the back hurriedly returned to Tiguan.

In the last Santana 2ooo, the plainclothes in the co-pilot clearly saw the man holding a gun-like object in his hand, and picked up the walkie-talkie: "O1, O1, the wolf has come out of the hole." ”

The queue of vehicles 6 continues to pass the guò toll station, in front of which is a wide and straight high road, although it is limited to 120 kilometers, but Liu Handong has directly soared Fukang to 18 times, he still wants to drive faster, but the body has been floating, for a small car with a displacement of 1.6 displacement, this is already the limit.

With few cars on the high roads, the Tiguan and Santana sped right behind the Beverly, the 1.8-litre turbocharged Tiguan threw Santana off the road, and the white Transit van was just behind.

"O1, I can't catch up, I've lost my goal, it's over." Santanari's plainclothes scouts reported.

"O7, don't worry, this is a high highway, and no one can get off the exit." Wan Xudong, the director of criminal investigation on the Quanshun command car, said calmly.

Suddenly, an Audi A6 sped past the Transit, at least 200 kilometers!

"I'm cāo, rushing to reincarnate." The Transit driver scolded.

Wan Xudong fixed his eyes on it, wasn't it Wang Xing's car, and immediately took out his mobile phone to dial Wang Xing's number, and someone answered it soon.

"Wang Xing, what are you doing in Jiangbei?"

"No, I'm sleeping at home." Wang Xing's voice didn't look like he was asleep at all.

"I sue you, this is a case supervised by the provincial department, don't interfere indiscriminately." Wan Xu Dongdao.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Wang Xing hung up the phone.

"Hurry up, get up." Wan Xudong ordered.

The driver said, "Wanshi, why don't you drive?" ”

……

Liu Handong was engrossed in driving Fukang, the phone rang, he pressed the speakerphone, it was Ma Ling calling.

"Hooligans, eat together at noon?"

"If you have something to go back to Jiangbei, you will contact you back." Liu Handong hung up the phone.

After a while, the phone rang again, this time it was Song Shuang: "Are you free, come and pick me up." ”

"There's no time." Liu Handong hung up directly.

The phone rang again, and Liu Handong angrily picked it up and shouted: "I said that there was no time!" ”

"Xiaodong, it's me." It's the stepfather's voice.

Liu Handong's heart fell into the valley, it was cold, could it be a funeral call, his voice was shaking: "You say." ”

"Your mother is fine, she's out of danger, she told you to drive carefully, don't be too fast, we're in the emergency ward of the municipal hospital, that's all."

Liu Handong took a long breath, the throttle under his feet was slightly loose, the degree dropped from one hundred and eight to one hundred and fourteen, one hundred and two, one hundred, and the huge wind noise and tire noise also weakened, he lowered the window and lit a cigarette to calm down.

In the rearview mirror, a black Tiguan approached quickly, and after one hundred and fifteen, Liu Handong gave way to the lane, but the car behind was reduced, keeping a distance of 200 meters and following behind.

There is a service area in front, slowly drive out of a red liberation dump king, occupy the lane to drive forward slowly at a degree of 70 kilometers, the lane is driving four long container trucks, large truck drivers occupy the lane for a long time is a very common thing, this kind of heavy vehicle is difficult to mention, all rely on slowly going up, generally do not step on the brakes at all, no matter how the rear car flashes the lights and whistles, they are indifferent.

The container trucks occupied the lane, the liberation dump king occupied the driving lane, the road was blocked for a while, Liu Handong hit the steering wheel lightly, trying to get from the emergency lane car, but the dump king seemed to guess his attempt, slammed to the right, and almost hit Fukang.

Liu Handong honked the horn violently, the dump king was unmoved, and glanced in the rearview mirror, and the black Tiguan had already followed.

A chill rises from the soles of your feet.

This is an elaborate trap to lure yourself in the bait, revenge and murder on the high highway, if you guess correctly, there must be an ancient army sitting in the Tiguan.

He really guessed wrong this time, the two people in the Tiguan were not Gu Changjun, the man in the passenger seat took out a pistol, opened the safe, and lowered the window, this is a very rare American M1911 pistol in society, the caliber is four or five inches, the power is extremely powerful, and the stopping effect is obvious.

Liu Handong saw the Tiguan co-pilot's window lowered from the rearview mirror, and knew that the other party was about to attack, so he pulled out the hammer on his waist, opened the window and threw it out.

The hammer swirled in the air, the parabola fell, the Tiguan Gao drove high, and it was falling on the windshield, the glass with explosion-proof film instantly cracked, and the crack extended in all directions, and the frightened driver hit the steering wheel, braked sharply, and the Tiguan turned in the center of the high highway, and the body electronic stability system quickly intervened, and the Tiguan finally stopped steadily in the middle of the road.

The man in the co-pilot was furious, raised his foot and kicked the broken windshield down, and the driver was also a fierce man, starting the car again and chasing after him.

The road ahead was blocked, Liu Handong had no way to escape, so he could only dodge with a serpentine maneuver, Tiguan leaned out an arm holding a pistol and pulled the trigger on him, but it was difficult for the pistol to hit the target during the high march, and five bullets were fired, only two dozen were on the body, and Fukang was unable to cause substantial damage.

"Fool, hit the gas tank!" The driver yelled while keeping the car at the same level as the Beverly.

The gunman once again aimed at the position of the fuel tank in the rear of the Beverly, held the gun steadily, pulled the trigger fiercely, and hit!

The bullet whistled out and drilled a hole in the tank, but Beverly did not explode, it was just an oil leak, and the gasoline flowed out, forming an oil stain line on the road.

The gunman aimed again, and was about to open fire, a black Audi A6 approached with a high speed of 220 kilometers, Wang Xing sat on the car, when the front of the car was parallel to the Tiguan, he hit the steering wheel fiercely, squeezed the Tiguan from the side, and the front wheel of the Tiguan was squeezed crookedly stepped on the oil stains, and suddenly lost control, this time all kinds of electronic safety equipment no longer worked, and hit the guardrail directly.

With a bang, the Tiguan actually exploded.

A raging fire ignited in the rearview mirror of Beverly, and Liu Handong didn't have time to think about it, so he chased after the dump king in front of him.

The road ahead was open, there were four lanes, and the dump king could not block the road, so he simply gave way out and wanted to compete with Fukang.

Liu Handong is not so stupid, the dump king 28o horsepower, 14 wheels, self-weight to catch up with several Fukang, and he is looking for death, he quickly lowered the fifth gear to the fourth gear, Fukang looked at the loophole and drilled over, the dump king tried to squeeze over, but he didn't even touch Fukang's hair.

The moment he unloaded the king, Liu Handong turned his head and glanced at it, sitting in the cab, it was the "dead" Gu Changjun!

Suddenly, the meter dropped sharply, and the degree of Fukang also went down, the fuel tank leaked quickly, and the car ran out of gas.

The Dump King was murderous and crashed into it with a thunderous momentum.