"Are you sure?"

The driver asked in a trembling voice, holding on to the steering wheel with both hands.

"Remember, fifty miles."

Ethan wiped his sweat and patted the driver on the shoulder.

"Hey."

A cry of discontent rang out: "What are you two talking about?" ”

"Hello, sir, I'm talking to you."

Ethan turned around and looked at the man who had spoken.

It was the woman in the floral short skirt, she stood up and said excitedly: "Whether you are a police officer or not, whether you were crazy just now or not, why do you want to do such a thing and put all of us in danger." ”

"Ladies and gentlemen!"

Ethan took two steps forward to meet the gaze of most of the people in the car: "This is the Chicago Police Department, Sheriff Ethan Morgan." ”

"Hello."

The woman in the floral skirt shook her short brown hair and tried to keep smiling: "No matter what kind of cop you are, I'm talking to you." ”

"Sit down for me!"

Ethan waved his arms and yelled at the short-haired woman, "When I let you speak, you'll have a chance." ”

I came up at the risk of being bombed, and I was depressed for a while.

The situation will only be worse than it is now.

If you don't take control of it as soon as possible, a dozen people will gossip, and it will definitely be a disaster.

The woman jumped out and gave herself a chance to shock everyone.

Xiao Kill's momentum was released, and the short-haired woman sat back in her seat in fright, but she was a little unconvinced, and her stubborn chin was raised.

"I repeat, this is the Chicago Police Department."

Ethan walked slowly forward, he looked at everyone in the car: "There is some emergency on this bus, I need everyone to sit in their seats, don't move, stay calm. ”

In the carriage, there are men and women.

There are elderly people, and there are laborers who come out early in the morning to work.

There was a hint of panic on their faces, and they all looked at Ethan in a daze, trying to figure out what was going on.

"Things."

Ethan was about to continue talking when a middle-aged man sitting in the back suddenly stood up.

His eyes were fierce and his arms were raised.

A small silver revolver was held in the hands of this middle-aged man.

Depend on!

Ethan was full of excitement and pulled out the python with a swoop.

The last shot comes first, and the trigger is pulled.

"Bang bang."

The warheads shuttled through the air, flying in the opposite direction, respectively.

After the man fired a shot, his body continued to explode with blood mist, Ethan leaned sideways forward, kept pulling the trigger, and the python's left wheel spewed out gunfire.

Five shots were fired and rushed in front of the man.

The slender barrel of the gun was also pressed against his head, and the eyes of the two collided.

"Bang."

With the last gunshot, there was an instant small hole in the rear window, and then it was covered with red and white.

"Knock."

The middle-aged man fell backwards and fell heavily into the aisle of the bus.

"Ethan?"

In the deathly silence of the bus, a low cry sounded.

In the rearmost corner, Pratt was awakened by the sound of gunshots, and she looked at her blankly, as if in a dream: "Why are you here, why am I here?" ”

"Also, what is this place?"

"Ahh The people inside the bus came back to their senses, some screamed, and some shrank their bodies and looked at the corpses on the ground in horror.

"Shut up!"

Ethan had a headache and scolded, "Calm me down." ”

This sentence now has a much better effect than just now.

It's just that there is another person talking.

"Officer." In the driver's seat behind, a muffled snort sounded: "I seem to have been shot." ”

As the driver's words fell, the bus suddenly swayed, and the violent shaking shook Ethan over, and the people in the seats were caught off guard, and they all staggered, screaming everywhere.

"Bang."

A Honda car driving by the side was hit hard and, after two laps, came to a stop on the road.

The bus continued to rush to the side.

The vehicles behind were so frightened that they avoided one after another, and the sound of horns and scolding sounded one after another.

A few meters away, there is the soundproof wall of the road.

Look, I'm about to crash into it.

The driver of the exploding head desperately tried to turn the steering wheel back, but the sharp pain on his body made his eyes black for a while.

At this point, he still remembers pressing the throttle.

At this moment, the short-haired woman closest to the driver rushed forward, grabbed the driver's left arm, and pulled it back.

The steering wheel is back in line and the car starts to turn on the road.

"Bang."

The right side mirror hit the wall and shattered in an instant.

The body scrapes, bringing up a spark.

"Are you crazy?" The short-haired woman held on to the steering wheel in shock, and she stretched out her foot to kick the brakes: "It's still accelerating, you don't want to die, stop quickly." ”

"Can't stop!"

Ethan grabbed the back of his chair and yelled, "The vehicle is going to explode." ”

At this time, it is impossible not to say anything.

The short-haired woman's scalp was numb for a while, and she didn't dare to step on her feet.

"Here you go." The explosion was so painful that she couldn't stand it, and she grabbed the short-haired woman sweating profusely: "This is the throttle, just remember this." ”

"Okay."

Before the short-haired woman could react, she sat in the driver's seat and took over the steering wheel.

She swallowed and looked ahead.

Finding that the steering wheel was stained with sweat, she still had the heart to roll up her sleeves and wipe them quickly.

"Pratt, come over and help."

Ethan stepped forward quickly and carried the driver of the explosive head to the seat behind the driver's seat.

"What the hell is going on?"

Pratt leaned on the back of his chair and staggered over: "I just remember my head hurting when I went out, and I couldn't remember anything." ”

"Ma'am?"

The driver pressed the position of the right shoulder blade, gasped and said, "Are you also a police officer?" ”

"Your husband said that you were too tired, let you have a good rest, and when you arrived at the airport, he would help wake you up, and then he got off halfway."

"Waterfa?"

Pratt paused to examine something from his wound and looked at Ethan in surprise.

"It's Payne."

Ethan patted her on the shoulder and said to the people who were sitting in the carriage in a hurry, "That's right, this car has a bomb on it." ”

"Just slow down, bang!"

"As long as someone gets out of the car, bang!"

"You're definitely lying." A middle-aged woman stood up tremblingly: "Why are you the only one who comes, this is unreasonable." ”

She denied it strenuously, but her body's reaction couldn't be faked.

"You know I didn't lie to you."

Ethan replied to her, grabbed the armrest again, and angrily took out the phone from his pocket: "Payne, I know you can hear it, you don't talk about credit, do you still want to get that money?" ”

"Everyone is a credibility person, if you do this, I guarantee you won't get three million."

"In this life, you will never have a chance to turn over!"

He himself is a shareholder of the casino, and he knows that the biggest psychological weakness of these gamblers is that he is afraid that he will not have a chance to turn over and sink for the rest of his life.

"Fakyu, Payne."

He scolded into his mobile phone again: "I'm going to jump out of the car now, and you can go to the trash can to rummage through things and eat in the future." ”

"Jingle bells."

As soon as the words fell, the mobile phone rang.

(End of chapter)