While Jack is chasing, he is also thinking about whether to point the driving skills of small vehicles to the master level.

Since the last system upgrade, the vehicle driving has been divided into two types: small vehicles and large vehicles, and neither skill has been upgraded, and it still maintains a state of mastery and entry.

Under the mastery level of small vehicle driving skills, the progress bar barely moved, and Jack suspected that at this level, ordinary vehicles should not increase experience, and may need to add some stunts.

It doesn't have to be the kind of "duangduang", but at least it has to be chased by a speeding car to that extent, and it is estimated that it will have an effect.

Now that he had saved up to 25 gold coins, it seemed that it was nothing to lose once in a while, and thinking so, he opened the system panel in his consciousness and drove the small vehicle to the master level.

What do you mean by being like an arm? What is the integration of people and vehicles? Jack regretted it a little, he knew that he could be so cool, he should have improved his driving skills a long time ago.

The tires slid across the road, making a creaking grinding sound, and the body of the "mammoth", which was larger than an ordinary pickup, was dexterously like a cheetah galloping on the grassland under Jack's control.

It was just after noon, and the traffic on the road was not congested, but the cunning taxi did not run down the street, but picked the side road.

Jack didn't dare to chase too closely, there was only a temporary police light on his car, and there was no siren, after all, even the FBI, it was impossible for the agent to allow agents to install these things in his private car.

So he could only rely on the sirens of the two police cars behind him, Tim and John, who were also in hot pursuit, to remind the citizens along the way to avoid, and there was no chance for PTI to shuttle through these small roads.

Maintaining a speed of about 50 to 55 miles per hour, Jack stuck to the yellow taxi in front of him like a dogskin plaster, and with him opening the way, the police cars of the LAPD behind him easily followed.

Soon, the sound of the engine of a police helicopter was heard in the sky, and the taxi driven by the suspect in front finally couldn't hold back and turned onto a main road.

"Note that the suspect's taxi is on Highway 134 and is traveling from west to east, with the Colorado Street Bridge in front of it."

At this time, Jack no longer cares about looking at the map, there may be too many accidents on the path, he is engrossed, always vigilant at every intersection, the chase process is only more than ten minutes, he can no longer remember how many red lights he has crossed.

As soon as she finished reporting, Tim's slightly anxious voice came from the walkie-talkie, "If you want to find a way to stop him, the Colorado Street Bridge at this time is full of tourists." ”

Completed in 1913, the Colorado Street Bridge was the world's tallest concrete bridge at the time, with a massive arched 150-foot-tall opening.

The bridge was transformed into a romantic landmark in the city of Los Angeles by a movie called La La Land, and couples take photos on the bridge every year.

However, in fact, the Colorado Street Bridge was the most famous "suicide bridge" in the world at the beginning of the 20th century, and as for why there are so many suicide people, anyone who has studied a little modern history and knows what an economic crisis is.

Jack subconsciously glanced at the computer, and the speed of the car had increased to 100 miles per hour, that is, 160 kilometers per hour, and if he wanted to increase the speed, he would have to follow the example of Officer Alice of the Arkansas State Police.

At 175 kilometers (109 mph), the brave state police officer managed to pick up the large pickup truck in a small car, and then was jacked directly into the overturned pickup truck to take off.

Thinking that the FBI had not yet reimbursed the money for his previous Raptor F-150, Jack resolutely stepped on the gas pedal while feeling distressed.

There were no cars in front of the road for the time being, and the opportunity was in front of him, and the Ford taxi driven by the suspect did not have time to react at all, and the "mammoth" suddenly appeared on the right side of its body.

As Jack flicked the steering wheel slightly to the left, the special reinforced bumper pressed against the rear left wheel of the car in front, and the yellow Ford taxi instantly lost control and began to roll sideways.

At the same time, he re-steering the wheel and slammed on the brakes, leaving two blackened tire marks on the rough road as the "Mammoth" left two blackened tire marks on the rough road, and the out-of-control taxi in front of him rolled sideways.

The body of the Ford sedan was deformed and twisted by repeated collisions with the road, and shards of broken glass, metal parts that fell from the body, and the contents of the car, including the suspect who was not wearing a seat belt, were all thrown out in the tumbling process.

The suspect was quite burly, but at this time helpless like a rag doll, he was thrown high, flew all the way down the highway, and fell into a drainage ditch.

Watching this scene, Jack slowly parked the "mammoth" on the side of the road, and kissed the equally frightened Jiejiefang on the lips before several LAPD police cars behind him that were still emitting "whoop whoop" sirens arrived.

"See you at home tonight."

Wiped his slightly sweaty hands on his pants, Jack opened the car door and got out of the car, thinking in his heart that he was going to get a few pairs of labor protection gloves and throw them in the glove box.

When passing by the front of the car, Jack subconsciously looked back, and the performance just now was quite perfect, except for some traces of friction on the bumper, the "Mammoth" itself was unharmed, and the ten system gold coins were worth it.

The police cars of the LAPDs behind him had also stopped in the emergency lane, running briskly towards the accident site, and when John pulled out his gun and came to the four-wheeled taxi, two of the front wheels were still slowly turning.

"What about the suspects? Has anyone seen the suspect? John looked down at the empty cab and asked aloud.

"There, I saw him fly out of the car." Jie Jie pointed to the drainage ditch more than ten meters away.

At this time, several LASD police cars had also arrived, and suddenly the surrounding sirens sounded, and the two FBI and LAPD officers went down to the side of the road together, and soon saw a body in the direction pointed by Jiejie, and then found a head farther away.

"Looks like there's no need for an ambulance." Tim shrugged.

The suspect's head was turned face down, deep into the foul-smelling mud in the ditch, and after the photo was taken, the desperate John and two police officers took a lot of effort to recover him.

This is the end of not wearing a seat belt, a car accident at high speed is the same as falling from a height, the fragile human body is easy to be under the huge impact, because of a small obstacle, it will cause the effect of dismemberment.

"At least he won't need to pursue any female body odor in the future." Jack looked at the head in front of him that was tightly blocked by mud, and his heart did not waver.

When he entered the chemistry laboratory before, although it was only a glimpse, he dared to guarantee that the neatly arranged row of candles on the test bench was definitely not used for lighting during power outages.

It's time to start living, and it's time for the protagonist to go to a wider world.

(End of chapter)