"I use machine guns, hurry up and catch up, I left a box on the side of the road, and I borrowed the contents for you to use, remember to return them."

Noriko Amamiya sent a place to Sister Bei, and took a long flat black box from the trunk and put it outside the railing next to the emergency lane on the highway.

At present, the squad machine gun is simply the machine gun equipped with the squad unit, and most of them are light machine guns, but in the future, there are plans to decentralize the heavy machine gun to the squad unit, and now it is just a light machine gun.

But pull this thing out, is it a hole card?

"Although my car is resistant to fire, most of it can't withstand the continuous fire of the machine gun."

Anyway, I'll hand it over to Sister Bei to deal with later.

The accomplices of the killer organization who were contacted by walkie-talkie did not know where they were waiting for themselves.

"Boom-"

After Noriko Amamiya put down her things, she got into the car and continued to move forward at full speed with one foot on the accelerator.

Stopped and put things in delay for a while, and after chasing for a while, I saw the two big semi-trailers in front of me again, and finally didn't move forward side by side, Noriko Amamiya hit the turn signal and stepped on the accelerator to prepare to overtake.

A little further behind was a red container semi-trailer, very long, large, with tires that were twice as large as the four wheels of her car.

"Most of these containers are shipped from the port of Tokyo."

Noriko Amamiya swept her eyes and turned the direction of the vehicle, and she must keep her distance when parallel to or overtaking the king's vehicle.

The blind spot is relatively large, maybe she can't see her car, or the driver's eyesight is not good.

Drivers of such large semi-trailers are almost always in a state of prolonged fatigue driving.

On the half-hung driver's seat of a red container.

A bearded man had already seen the luxury car in the rearview mirror.

"Bentley, what a ——!!

"Whew-"

The front wheels, which are mostly half-hung, suddenly turned, and the rapid friction against the highway made a screeching sound.

The whole car skewed towards the lane where the Bentley Mulsanne was.

Noriko Amamiya was in the driver's seat of the Bentley Mulsanne with a calm face, looking at the half-hung container that looked like a small flash toppling down from the perspective of her small car.

Under a sharp turn, such a large car is already out of control under the action of inertia.

After the front of the vehicle hit the double guardrail between the front of the vehicle and the subject lane, the container behind the semi-trailer cab directly overturned and collapsed.

"Boom ——!!"

As the container overturned and smashed on the road, a huge sound resounded at high speed, accompanied by sparks generated by the friction between the metal material and the road surface, and the container also slid forward for a distance, leaving deep traces on the road.

As for the Bentley Mulsanne, which was originally sandwiched between the half-hung and the guardrail, it was intact in the rear.

Noriko Amamiya swept the half-hung front wheel deflection at a glance, and after slowing down the original acceleration by the successive point brakes, she received the emergency brake, and the speed retreated and went out of the crack.

The half-trailer rollover did not block the road completely, and the overturned container fell and flattened the guardrail between this side and the opposite lane.

"There's a lot of stuff to put pressure on me."

Noriko Amamiya unhurriedly moved to the side lane and passed next to the semi-trailer.

The second gear without the throttle slowly sliding, and Noriko Amamiya turned her head to look at the driver's seat of the semi-trailer, because the front of the car did not roll over, and the front of the car was too high to be seen.

"But it doesn't matter, it's so coincidental that you almost squash me, I believe you're a passerby?"

Park the car in front of the semi-trailer.

Noriko Amamiya opened the door and got out of the car, skillfully put on gloves, raised her foot and stepped on the pedal to climb up and take a look at the cab.

"There's still airbags, luxury."

The large airbag occupies a lot of space in the cockpit, and the driver, a middle-aged uncle, has fainted at this time.

Serious big truck, who has airbags?

The cockpit position of this kind of large vehicle is basically relatively high, and it is one thing not to hit it, on the other hand, the inertia of large trucks, and the airbag may not be of any use.

Noriko Amamiya pulled the car door, locked it and couldn't open it.

With her strength, forcibly pulling is just pulling the door handle off, and the door of the big car is not forced to pull the door handle open together.

"Broken windows?"

Noriko Amamiya thought for a moment.

The cockpit of the big car was high, and after hitting the front of the car, it lost control, but the glass on the front of the car was not broken.

"It doesn't make sense."

Noriko Amamiya raised her hand and punched the driver's window glass.

The gloved hand patted the driver's face.

"Whew..."

The middle-aged uncle let out a wail and suddenly opened his eyes.

Noriko Amamiya glanced at the red and swollen slap marks that appeared on his face, and said without changing his face: "Who instructed you?" ”

"Y-What are you talking about? My car seemed to be out of control, and the steering wheel just got stuck to the side. ”

"Oh? Is it? ”

Noriko Amamiya pressed his head back on the back of the seat with one hand, and reached over with the other hand to turn the steering wheel, and found that it was indeed stuck.

For ordinary people, this is indeed the case, if she continues to turn with more force, it is estimated that the steering wheel shaft will crack.

Noriko Amamiya's nose moved, and she squinted at him.

"It smells of alcohol."

The middle-aged uncle touched Xie Ding's head in embarrassment: "Because I was too sleepy, I just drank two cups in the service area..."

Noriko Amamiya raised her hand and patted the roof of the car, while asking casually, "Still pulling goods last night?" ”

"Yes, yes, life is stressful, I have an eighty-year-old mother, and I have a few children to raise, how can I be like you..."

The middle-aged uncle said sincerely, and suddenly found that this woman in a suit was looking at him with mentally handicapped eyes.

"You know that this reason has been played badly?"

"Huh?"

Uesugi Shou looked confused.

scolded in his heart, he finally came up with a reason, and he did raise an old man in name and subsidize a few children in the orphanage, because this met the conditions of those people, and it should have been seamless.

Who's the first to get there?!

"It's okay, you'll find out when you go to another world."

Noriko Amamiya comforted, if you dare to say that you have an eighty-year-old mother and a few children to raise, I dare to sentence you to death.

Uesugi Shou's face did not change, and he still looked like he didn't know why: "What are you talking about?" You can't blame me for this car getting out of control! You can't lynch yourself, can you?! ”

"Do you still want to quibble?" Noriko Amamiya sneered with Chieda Riho's face and pointed to his co-pilot's position: "What did you say about that walkie-talkie?" ”

Uesugi Shou's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look, he should have disposed of the walkie-talkie-

"Smack-"

Noriko Amamiya gave him a slap unceremoniously, and Uesugi Shou directly realized the opportunity.

"Miss Ben doesn't have time to talk nonsense with you."

Noriko Amamiya touched the roof of the car with her hand and pulled the bracket bone of the roof down.

It was visibly bent to the naked eye, and the glass residue that remained on the windows fell sparsely.

It took a while to hammer and twist all the shapes of the doors and windows, and the windows that couldn't be squeezed out of the car couldn't open the door, and the middle-aged uncle was locked directly in the cockpit.

"This person is basically an accomplice of the killer organization, and judging from his reaction, he undoubtedly knows the walkie-talkie."

Noriko Amamiya took off her gloves, put them back in the car, took out her mobile phone and called the police, giving a brief explanation of the situation here.

As the personal bodyguard of Miss Amamiya, she is very sure and sure that the overturned container is half-hung to attack her eldest lady to create these accidents.

At present, the prisoner has been trapped on the highway section, please send someone to deal with it immediately.

The operator didn't know what the situation was for a while, and he didn't know what the Amamiya Foundation represented, but it sounded like an attack on Miss Fujia.

"We'll send police officers right away, so please stay put!"

"Okay."

Noriko Amamiya should finish and drive away.

She asked the police to deal with it, so she wasn't going to waste time here.

"There are still people in the killer organization."

"On the pickup truck that Sister Bei saw, the main driver and co-pilot, there were a total of three people in the body, one here was Japanese, and Sister Bei's side was all European."

"There are three Europeans who are emerging right now."

Noriko Amamiya can think of someone else with her little thumb, and she wants to kill her after only three of them? Isn't this here to deliver hot heads?

After stepping on the accelerator and chasing forward for a while, after completely entering the mountainous section, Noriko Amamiya saw another semi-trailer.

Noriko Amamiya, who had already expected it, stepped directly on the accelerator and chased after it unscrupulously, posing as if she wanted to overtake.

But this time the semi-trailer was very stable and squeezed the space for her overtaking at a constant speed, unlike the one in front of her that directly hit her head.

"It's time to put your skills to the test."

Noriko Amamiya slowed down slightly after two consecutive point brakes, but the semi-trailer was too big, and if she wanted to slow down and parallel her, she could only step on the accelerator.

"Hooked."

Noriko Amamiya kept on the accelerator and stepped on the foot that didn't step on the end.

Bentley Mulsanne's sudden acceleration was in contrast to the deceleration of the semi-trailer, and it was directly and dangerously almost attached to the guardrail and the front of the semi-trailer that came over.

The container semi-trailer behind did not hit her, and she couldn't control the direction, and the whole thing rubbed against the guardrail, and the fragile guardrail couldn't withstand the care of this tonnage car, but in the end, the whole semi-trailer that hit the head was rolled over.

It was a little more complete than the previous one, and the containers behind the headband all rolled over on its side.

And with the horizontal slippage of the container, the high-speed here is directly blocked.

"That's why there's a high-speed traffic jam."

Noriko Amamiya looked through the rearview mirror and didn't get out of the car this time.

The car was a little worse, the cockpit suffered great damage, and it was not certain whether the driver would be alive or not.

It's just that she didn't have time to look at the back a few more times, looking at the row of spiked traps in front of her, she had seen it in eating chicken, in reality, only a few Western countries would use this thing to stop cars, and Japan basically didn't use it.

Noriko Amamiya understood instantly.

This time, the semi-trailer was going to block her way back.

Except for the front where most of the tires used to be punctured, all that remains is a one-way ramp to get off the highway.

"My tires are explosion-proof, who cares about you."

Noriko Amamiya accelerated straight ahead and rushed over.

Explosion-proof is not that there will be no puncture, but even if it bursts, it can still be opened, and a special metal strip is designed in the tire, which can keep the tire from deformation even if it encounters the breakdown of gunfire shrapnel.

The military is a little more powerful, but the same principle is for civilian use, but the manufacturing is not so strict.

As she passed over the spike trap, Noriko Amamiya clearly felt the vehicle lose control for a moment.

But she immediately turned the steering wheel and drove straight ahead.

The speed has dropped a lot, and she didn't slow down much after the half-hanging, and she still maintained a certain speed, but once she passed the spike cash, the speed still dropped sharply.

Fortunately, it was originally fast.

Now the best run-flat tires in the world can only keep moving forward at a maximum speed of 80km/h after keeping the tires, and if you insist on about 250 kilometers at most, the tires will not be able to support it, and it will begin to seriously become unable to move forward.

She's not even halfway through the journey to Osaka.

This route is about 500 kilometers from Tokyo to Osaka.

"My new car!!"

Noriko Amamiya was extremely unhappy in her heart, but compared to the ramp left for her by the other party, she didn't know what danger was, so it was obvious that it was better to rush over directly.

After the average tire is punctured like that, it is estimated that it will not be able to run immediately, and even lose control and crash to the side.

It's not just that they will be taken care of by then.

But her Bentley Mulsanne Versailles 65 Security Edition of Noriko Amamiya is not so easy to handle.

It's true that it's getting slower and slower, though.

Noriko Amamiya grasped the steering wheel, and took out the phone to call Chieda Riho: "I was attacked, at least two of the four tires were punctured, and there were two spare tires in the car?"

“... No, where have you been? I'll send someone to pick it up right away. ”

When Chieda Riho heard that Noriko was attacked, she instantly reacted that their opportunity was seen through by the other party, and there was no danger on her side of the Amamiya Mansion, so they all went to Noriko's side.

As for spare tires, no serious car will have two spare tires.

Unless Noriko doesn't bring those weapons, she can put one more.

"It's okay, I'll just ask, it's too late to arrange someone now, no need, if the other party catches up, then I'm going to pull out my gun, Sister Chieda is ready to negotiate with the police."

Chieda Riho replied briefly, "Okay." ”

After ending the call, she went directly to remove the makeup on her face, and she kept using Kiko's appearance in the yard, and the other party didn't take the bait and went to Kiko's side.

Fortunately, it is not once or twice to cooperate with the police, and it is not the first time that Miss Amamiya has caused some casualties when she encounters danger, anyway, they are basically casualties of criminals.

Noriko Amamiya controlled the steering wheel with one hand, and the other reached into the back seat and put the micro punch on the co-pilot.

And the other party was not surprised by her, after discovering that she had passed the spike trap, she still maintained a speed of more than eighty per hour, and she couldn't sit still.

A motorcycle flew down the hill next to the highway, and the black motorcycle chased straight towards the Bentley Mulsanne.

With Noriko Amamiya now at eighty mph, it's only a matter of time before she catches up.

Noriko Amamiya opened the skylight and threw a time-lapse flashbang back.

"Eggs, please."