The blue-and-white Mizutani Falcon galloped on the road of Night City, like a hazy blue-white light shadow under the glow of the roadside lights, and the dimness of the lights and its blue and white mixed into a cloud of mold lake colors, like lightning traveling between cars, and like a lightning bolt that is difficult to capture with vision.

Tonight's Night City is destined to be unpeaceful, the sound of Mizutani Hayabusa's engine running at extreme speed is like a beast roaring, and the passing traffic street lights are equivalent to nothing in the eyes of the driver, and the traffic order has become disordered everywhere it passes.

Luckily, it's not a highway either.

Seeing such a blue-and-white phantom driving by, the other cars that were keeping to themselves also slowed down one after another, for fear of having something to do with such a madman.

Two Emperor 720s that drove next to their cars proved that they were right.

This kind of beast with the picture of Moore Company has a wide body, and whoever runs into it on the road is unlucky, because it is very likely that these beasts only have some traces of bumps, and the car that collides with it is the end of the car crash and death.

"!"

David's frightened shouts dissipated in the wind as the sports car drove by.

He tilted his head back, clenched his teeth, and his eyes widened as he watched the cars blocking the road in front of him easily shake off by the sports car he was sitting in, and his palms were on his thighs and pinched the thigh flesh vigorously, and his body was in an extremely high state due to the secretion of adrenaline.

Even though the sports car avoids the car in front of him every time, he can still appreciate what "fast and furious" is.

A sports car in a state of rapid speed is driving on the road where cars come and go, and the slightest carelessness can be the end of the car crash and death.

At this moment, he truly felt what it means to be "death is like the wind, always with me".

David couldn't help but be a little lucky, fortunately, the woman who was carried back by Kitagawa Hao had passed out.

Otherwise, no one would feel good about being put in the trunk of a car at this speed, and just thinking about it would be a place of purgatory.

On the other hand, the initiator of all this is now sitting calmly in the driver's seat with an indifferent expression.

The car passed through the rows of street lights, light and shadow flashed on his face, and his eyes were as sharp as an eagle staring at its prey, and he was used to this kind of chase.

If it weren't for the inappropriate situation in front of him, David felt that this man would probably light a cigarette while driving as before, with the hand holding the cigarette butt on the car window, and the green smoke of the bird wafted out like a ribbon outside.

Now that his instructor was concentrating on watching the car, David wanted to ask if the other party could drive slower, but this idea lingered in his mind for a long time and there was no way to say it.

Although this Japanese man still looks very relaxed, David doesn't dare to gamble with his life, lest one accidentally make the other party lose his mind and have a car accident, so the few pounds of meat on his body will not look good if they are slapped into meat sauce.

And the escape plan was made in such a hurry that the sports car didn't take long to drive on the road and was out of reach of the private channel.

Because of this, the hacker sister has long been out of contact, and even if she speaks on the channel, there is a high probability that she will be talking to herself.

He took a moment and glanced in the rearview mirror outside the car window, where the two Emperor 720s were still stuck to the back of their sports car like maggots on tarsal bones, as if they had taken away not the female companion of the target, but the mother of their employees.

When is this chase scene going to be a head!

David sighed silently, thinking back to the process of escaping from the apartment building.

Because they jumped from the third floor, by the time the security guards of the apartment building reacted, the two of them had already fled.

I only remember that at that time, Kitagawa Hirokazu was currently running in front, threw the blonde girl into the trunk of the car and sat in the driver's seat, and subconsciously started the engine and wanted to drive the car to the road.

However, not long after he set off, he suddenly looked back and saw a boy chasing the car and shouting to wait for me, and then he realized that there was still a little brother who did not get into the car.

Of course, this is just the other party's explanation, and David is very suspicious that this ruffian man is deliberate.

After that, I thought that tonight's operation was all over, but I never thought that two Emperor 720s would come over in time.

If it hadn't been for Kitagawa Hao's timely reaction, the two behemoths would have almost crashed into their light coupe.

The follow-up process is not much different from now, Beichuan is driving steadily, and two emperor 720s are chasing behind, staging a drama of chasing me.

Despite the Japanese man's skill, he slowed down from time to time in order to avoid the vehicles in front of him, which also gave the follow-up pursuers a chance.

The armor-reinforced version of the Emperor 720 they were driving didn't care about the vehicles in front of them, and only others avoided them anyway.

But chasing it like this is not a way after all, and now they can stage a chase with each other unharmed, after all, because there are many vehicles on the road now, and the company's security forces sitting in those two armored cars can't stretch their hands and feet.

Once they get to the road where there are not many cars, David doesn't think that they will pity his people, and they will inevitably shoot at the sports car with all kinds of firearms.

Thinking of this, he lowered his head and saw a pistol from Kang Tao on the base of his thigh, a classic submachine gun and an Ajax assault rifle on either side of his calf.

At that time, he will definitely go to the "battlefield".

Just when David made a decision and planned to fight for his own life, Kitagawa Hao, who was driving a sports car next to him, suddenly spoke:

"Now, it's time."

Well?

David looked at Kitagawa Hiroshi in confusion, not understanding why his instructor would say such a thing.

When his eyes came into contact with the Japanese man's face, David was stunned to find that his expression gradually changed from cold and hard to softened, and his eyes also revealed a trace of expectation.

Following his gaze, he only saw that there were still many vehicles on the road in front of the sports car, and the street lights and car lights illuminated a yellow world, like the afterglow of the setting sun, but in this dusk, there was a bright white light from a distance, piercing the dim world like a knife.

David was also aware of the danger that this phenomenon represented!

There are people who are even crazier than them, driving in the wrong direction on the road under this kind of traffic!

As the white light got closer and closer, when he could see the blue phantom that shot out the white light clearly, David couldn't help but be stunned, his eyes looked straight at the front of the car, and the pistol he was holding in his palm also fell on the car when he didn't know it.

It was a familiar sword in the stone, sky blue colorway, the doors were open upwards, and there was no driver in the saddle.

The windows of the sword in the stone were not made of glass, but made of synthetic crystal, and they couldn't look inside the car through the window, but they still knew that there would be no driver in the car.

Because the driver stood outside the car.

The wind that blew through the boy's hair swept through him, and he stood in the fierce wind, his body lowered like a lion standing on the lid in front of the car, and the sword in the stone was now completely transformed into a mount under his feet.

He grasped the gap in the door with one hand, and held the katana in the other, the blade of which shimmered blue and blue at this time, far brighter than the lights of the road.

Without much talk or communication, the galloping sword in the stone staggered perfectly with the Mizutani Falcon they were sitting on, like two friends who had met briefly and then raised their hands and clasped their palms, and then did not look back, one going backwards and the other going straight.