"What are you doing? Chase! The prince was the first to react, pointing to the sports car that had rushed out and shouted.

"Chase a fart, you let me drive a van to chase a sports car? Can I catch up? The young master looked at the sports car that was about to disappear in the distance, and gritted his teeth angrily.

"What then? Just watched him run away? The prince kicked on the door of the car, unwilling, and wanted to dismantle the big truck.

"And what do you want? Bomb it again? It's a pity that the range is not enough! The young master shrugged, although he was very unwilling, but he could only admit that the matter had come to this point, and slowly turned around and drove the truck back to the road.

The black sports car escaped the catastrophe, rushed all the way out of the wilderness and back to the highway and drove straight in the direction of the city, the city lights were already seen in the distance, and the engine roared on the empty road, although the appearance was unrecognizable, but the car was still running fast.

After repeated interceptions, the danger has been lifted, the black sports car drove smoothly on the road, although the car was fast, but compared with the previous competition, it was much slower, and the strong air flow rushed into the cab, even with helmet protection, but the arms and chest had to bear strong pressure, ordinary people simply could not bear this degree.

Fortunately, the city is just around the corner, and the danger is about to pass, and it is the providence of heaven to save your life on this crazy night.

The strong headlights shone far away, and a locomotive suddenly appeared on the side of the road not far ahead, a man dressed in black leaned on the locomotive and smoked, saw the headlights shining past, glanced at this side casually, and then turned his head and opened his mouth to spit out a smoke ring.

The guy in the black sports car suddenly had a bad premonition, slowly stepped on the accelerator, the car began to increase gradually, the man leaning on the motorcycle did not react, it didn't seem to be coming at him, but the uneasiness in the driver's heart became more and more intense, until he passed by the man.

The man glanced faintly at the sports car that had been driven, threw the cigarette butt in his hand on the ground, raised his foot to extinguish the sparks on it, then took the helmet hanging on the handlebar and put it on, turned around and rode on the motorcycle.

The black locomotive is like a midnight ghost, with a low roar, and the limit is like a meteor flashing away in the night.

Soon the figure of the sports car appeared in the line of sight, the locomotive continued to add, and gradually caught up with the sports car in front of it side by side, through the window of the two riders looked at each other, I don't know where the tacit understanding came from, almost at the same time pulled out the pistol, but the man riding the motorcycle was so fast that 0.5 seconds, the first to shoot the bullet in the chamber.

With a bang, the bullet hit the gun in the enemy's hand, and the pistol flew away, but before the second bullet could be fired, the guy suddenly braked, the sports car suddenly decreased, and the two cars staggered instantly.

The man turned and fired three shots in the back, and the driver hid his head under the steering wheel, dodged the bullet and slammed on the accelerator into the locomotive.

The locomotive man worked hard, the two cars always maintained a distance of about five meters, a gentle curve appeared in front of him, the locomotive man twisted the accelerator frantically, it seemed that he had no intention of turning at all, and he took off directly into the air and rushed down from the road.

The black sports car did not continue to chase, and the most important thing for him now was to return to safety, a perfect drifting corner, and the sports car went straight for the brightly lit city in the distance without abating.

Through the shattered window, the rider saw the locomotive disappear into the wilderness below the road, only a beam of light stood out in the darkness, and the corners of his mouth hidden in the helmet involuntarily sneered with disdain.

But the matter did not end there, the smile on the corner of his mouth did not fade, a dilapidated Lamborghini in front of him rushed from the opposite side at a distance of 300 kilometers, and the driver's attention was all on the motorcycle man, and he did not expect that there was an enemy in front of him.

Everything was born too fast, just a sneer, a blink of an eye, the Lamborghini had rushed in front of him, if the prince must have recognized it here, this car was the one he drove during the daytime test drive.

With a loud bang, the two cars collided head-on without any suspense, Lamborghini flew into the air and smashed on the roof of the black sports car, the huge impact made the two cars completely deformed, the body was shattered, parts flew everywhere, Lamborghini's tires flew off the road, only a shelf remained, and the entire front of the black sports car was devastated, which was comparable to a disaster.

A moment later, the locomotive burst out of the wilderness, leaped off onto the road, and stopped on the side of the road with a flick of its tail, and the man got out of the car, flicked off his helmet and revealed his true face, none other than Colonel Reis, the captain of Caesar.

The captain quickly ran to the front and forcefully opened the door of the Lamborghini with only an empty shelf, but the door was stuck and couldn't be opened after two attempts.

Then pulled out a man with blurred flesh and blood, his whole body was seriously injured, the blood flowed like a pour, and it was miserable, the captain took him aside and laid him flat on the ground, and without saying anything, he carefully checked the injury, and finally shook his head helplessly, his internal organs were broken, and the injury was too serious to return to the sky.

If you look closely at his face, you can still tell what he looks like, he is covered in oily clothes, his unkempt head, and his face is full of stubble, everything indicates that this person is Uncle Vic who helped us change the car.

He hadn't completely lost his breath, his eyes looked at the captain, his eyes were full of relief, he opened his mouth, as if he had something to say, the captain took a deep breath, put his ear close to his mouth, the corners of his mouth moved, used up the last trace of life, and said angrily: "I...... Finally...... Relieved. After speaking, his head tilted and he completely lost his breath.

The captain was silent for a while, sighed softly, slowly straightened up, raised his hand and saluted, twenty years of drunken life and death, leaving today may be a good ending for him.

The captain turned around and approached the black sports car, pushed the Lamborghini that was pressed on it, kicked the car door, and reached out to pull the driver inside, the guy was wearing a helmet, his head was not bad, but he was also covered in blood, and he didn't know where the injuries were.

The captain was not in the mood to show him injuries, so he threw him on the ground casually, stepped forward and stepped on his chest, and pulled off his helmet extremely rudely, but what he saw was a pair of blood-red eyes, and the red pupils released a strange light like a devil, and he was looking at the captain with a sneer at the moment.

A murderous aura swept in, a chill surged in the captain's heart, and he didn't think about his body and leaned back, almost at the same time, a cold cold light swept across the captain's neck, only to feel a chill sweeping through the whole body, the skin on the neck was cut, and the blood flowed down instantly, fortunately, the captain reacted quickly, otherwise it was not just the skin that was cut.

The blade flashed, the blood pupil jumped up from the ground, raised his right leg to the height of his head, and smashed it into the captain's chest, the captain raised his arm to protect his chest, this kick smashed on his arm, and with a muffled sound, he directly smashed the captain to the ground.

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