It was just a change in expression, but Su Mo obviously felt the change in the whole temperament of the person next to him. The absolute domineering aura is exposed, and the aura is fully open, which is a more powerful existence than the murderous aura cultivated in the rain of bullets.

Although the smile on that face was like a peach, the danger revealed in that smile was truly astonishing. Su Mo couldn't help but glance at Ouyang Tian, and the curvature of his eyebrows condensed into his deep thoughts.

Ouyang Tian didn't care about the inquiring eyes of the man next to her, she just hooked her lips for his inquiry, and didn't explain anything. It's just that the next moment, the sudden acceleration of the speed and the gorgeous driving skills really surprised Su Mo's heart.

If he's not mistaken, this way of driving and technique is usually only seen in the Underworld Racing Championships. Underworld racing, those drivers are all people who play with their lives, rules or something, they are all floating clouds. The biggest rule is that there are no rules, and you can use all kinds of means to squeeze out your opponent and try to win the championship. The Champion Contest is held every five years to elect a Champion, a Champion, and a Champion. In the Car God Competition, the first place is naturally the car god, and you can get a reward of 50 million pounds; The second-place finisher gets £30 million and the third-place finisher gets £10 million. Of course, in addition to money, there are other special rewards for the first place car god, which is different every time.

In underworld racing, there are countless drivers who die because of unscrupulous competition, but there are countless people who follow suit, because this kind of racing is full of bloody and dangerous thrills, and there is money to take. Others are going for the special reward, because the special reward of each session is hard to buy. How many of those who participate in the car god competition are still hired by people for money, and they typically run for things.

The two cars were soon leveled, and the red BMW kept performing various high-risk tricks under the operation of Ouyang Tian, drifting, 90-degree rotation, and the last tail flick, until the black Audi had no way out.

The sound of the wheels rubbing against the ground was particularly harsh on the quiet road, and the next second, there was another "bang", and at the turn, the body flew out and hit the telephone pole on the side of the road.

It's just that the sound in front was made by Ouyang Tian's car, and the sound behind was made by the black Audi.

Seeing that the car in front of him crashed out, Su Mo hurriedly opened the car door, ran out with a gun, and even coldly reminded Ouyang Tian before leaving: "Stay in the car!" ”

"Yaga!" The black Audi passively crashed into the telephone pole, and the man in the driver's seat also hit his head on the steering wheel. Touching the warm, viscous liquid that flowed out of his nose, the man couldn't help but curse.

He was able to escape from the layers of encirclement, and naturally sacrificed a lot of manpower, and now he was the only one left, thinking that if he could escape alive and bring the stolen information back to the island country, he would definitely be rewarded by His Majesty the Great Emperor. Unexpectedly, this difficult devil officer chased him out with injuries.

What bad luck!

What's even more unfortunate is that he was just a random car intercepted on the road, and the person who drove it was damn good, even better than the top players in the underworld car competition. It's as if that person is a professional underworld racer, who knows how to force his opponent to a dead end, or even crash his car.

Without giving him time to think, the man picked up the AK47 next to him and opened the car door, rolling on the spot to dodge a flying bullet.

Seeing that the form in front of him was obviously not conducive to himself, the man was anxious, and there was a mess with a gun.

It's a pity that he didn't hit once, but it was Su Mo, who once again aimed at the man's right hand that pulled the board machine, with a cold expression on his face and a sharp gaze.

"Bang."

"Ahh The blood splattered with the man's screams, and the bullet pierced his right wrist, which happened to hurt the artery.

"Baga, hateful Chinese people, Lao Tzu will die with you!"

As he spoke, the man took out a miniature bomb from his body and rushed towards Su Mo.

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Mo is rolling on the bed with a stomachache now, and he is about to go to the toilet, so he can't write anymore, so I'm really sorry to send the text to my relatives first.

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