The voice on the phone was full of murderous energy.

Booth stiffened his neck and looked to the left, not knowing when, several Chevrolet SUVs were already following him.

The car parallel to them had its windows slowly lowered.

Terez's big nose appeared in front of him, and his eyes looked cold.

"Listen to me."

Booth pressed the window and yelled, "I can explain." ”

"I'm sure you can." Thauz lit up the AK47 in his hand and extended the barrel out of the window:

"You explain it to it and see if it accepts it."

"Fakyu."

Booth cursed, lunged forward, grabbed the steering wheel in the driver's hand and slammed it hard.

When Ethan was confused, several Chevrolet SUVs in front of him lowered their windows one after another, sticking out more than a dozen barrels.

"Bang bang."

For a time, there was a lot of gunfire.

Vehicles driving on the interstate stepped on the brakes one after another, and the scene was a mess, causing several car accidents at once.

Stretched Lincoln shook his head sharply, rushed off the curb, and fled quickly out of the desert.

The remaining two Mercedes-Benzes did not react in time, the windows were swept away by heavy gunfire, and the rear windshield was quickly stained red by blood mist.

The Mercedes in the back crashed headlong into a tree trunk on the side of the road, and the front of the car turned into a V-shape.

The Mercedes in front of it shook violently a few times, then flipped out of thin air, rolling forward with sparks and debris along the way, and fell to pieces.

Ethan spun the square disc quickly, avoiding the tumbling Mercedes.

Stepping on the accelerator, the bumblebee also jumped into the air, following the Chevrolets into the desert.

Letty followed him closely, avoiding a few bushes of low bushes, and quickly drove in front of him.

Looking in the rearview mirror, several cars followed them, and one of them avoided it and hit the Mercedes that was still rolling.

A violent crash was heard, and car parts flew all over the sky.

Two men were thrown out of the car and fell onto the road, scratching a long trail of blood.

The remaining four cars dodged in time, followed closely and rushed off the curb, quickly catching up.

Ten cars launched a frantic chase battle outside the desert, setting off a cloud of yellow dust.

The car kept shaking, and the bushes scraped against the body, sizzling.

Ethan clenched the steering wheel with both hands, biting several cars in front of him, and at this moment, in an SUV in front, a man with a big nose leaned out.

He looked at the Cadillac following behind him, and without thinking about it, he lifted the AK47 in his hand.

Seeing this, Letty hurriedly drove the vehicle to avoid it.

"Bang bang."

AK47 spewed flames and chased after her.

"Terez, it's him."

Livira yelled, stuck her pistol out the window, and pulled the trigger on Terez.

After several gunshots, the rear windshield of the SUV was shattered.

Terez also ducked back into the car and stopped shooting.

At this time, in order to avoid the gunshot, Letty slowed down and dodged, and had already run away dozens of meters away.

After a rapid pursuit, a group of them had already strayed far from the road.

Several cars behind Ethan also followed, and the Mexican gangsters leaned out one after another and fired wildly at the Chevrolet SUVs in front.

It doesn't matter who the person in front of you is, you can be here.

It's not your own people, shoot it uniformly.

Not to be outdone, Tress' men stuck their rifles out of the window and fired back at the back.

Bullets flew everywhere, and the tires of an SUV were blown out, and the body shook.

"Bang."

First it hit a low rock, then it was flipped off and flipped upside down.

Two of the Mexican gangsters that Letty contacted were also hit, screamed and fell out of the car, and were thrown away in an instant.

As the bumblebee whizzed past the overturned SUV, Liviera leaned out.

She raised Glock and quickly refilled her guns at the staggered men inside.

There's another rain of bullets from Terez's people.

Ethan hurriedly dodged, and the people in the vehicle next to him were hit, the front windshield glass was shattered, blood splashed on it, and the car quickly rolled over.

"Hurry up, don't stop."

After yelling at the driver, Booth hurriedly leaned on his seat and poked his head out to look behind him.

"Fake."

He saw the group of cars in the midst of a fierce firefight, and he hurriedly took out a pistol from his bosom, ignoring the messy goatee.

McLaughlin, also frightened by the gunfire just now, looked at the broken car window and the chasing vehicles behind him and asked in panic:

"It's Terez, why did he come here?"

"And the people in the back, who are they?"

"Bang !!。"

Another bullet hit the car, and Booth rolled over and lay down, shouting:

"Shet, how do I know."

"What kind of attitude do you have, you are my assistant, and you don't know anything now."

McLaughlin drooled: "You don't know what happened at the press conference, and you don't know why it's being attacked now." ”

"You've been fired, I'll fire you when you go back."

"Bang."

Booth shot McLaughlin in the thigh and sent a cloud of blood into the air.

"Ah!!h

McLaughlin realized what it meant to be shot, and he clutched his thigh in pain and howled loudly.

"Fakeu, shut up." Booth looked frantic and put the muzzle of the gun to his jaw:

"You trash, if it weren't for me, you would have come this far."

"If you dare to fire me, it's up to you."

McLaughlin, under the threat of gunpoint, closed his mouth tightly and looked frightened.

"Smack."

Booth slapped him again before removing the muzzle of the gun.

He took the risk and got up and shouted at the front, "As long as you can escape, you two, one half a million dollars." ”

There must be brave men under the heavy reward, plus the usual communication with the militia organization, Booth is responsible.

The two people in front of them didn't care about McLaughlin.

The one who drove the car was even more like a chicken and stepped on the accelerator.

But on this kind of terrain, lengthening Lincoln is bound to suffer from racing with the cars behind it.

The Chevrolet SUV that Terez was sitting in quickly caught up.

Under his command, the SUV slammed into the extended Lincoln, and under the impact, both cars shook violently, and the driver struggled to control the car not to roll over.

Ethan deflected the steering wheel and moved away from the center.

Fortunately, I hid quickly just now, otherwise I would have been the one who was set on fire.

"Hold the wheel."

He yelled at Liviera, and when she got behind the wheel, Ethan released the throttle and quickly pulled out the python's left-side pistol from the side of the window.

Take a slight aim and pull the trigger.

"Bang."

The bullet slammed into the tire of an SUV, and the vehicle shook quickly and came to a crooked stop.

Move the muzzle of the gun, and another shot is fired.

The tire of the other SUV also burst in an instant, and it crashed into the bushes next to it.

Retracting the pistol, Ethan sat down.

"Be careful."

Livira shouted, and he quickly turned the steering wheel.

The bumblebee whistled through the bushes, bringing up broken branches and leaves.

The Mexican gangster's vehicle quickly stopped, jumped out of the car with a few red togues, and strode to the side of the overturned vehicle.

They raised their rifles and aimed them inside the car.

"Da-da-da-da."

(End of chapter)