The loud bang echoed far away.

The moment Toledo crashed into it, the planks that had been camouflaged on the mountain wall suddenly fell apart.

Countless fragments flew with him inside.

The violent vibrations made the Dodge Challenger shake with it, and the hood was knocked off the corner, and Toledo desperately held on to the steering wheel to control the balance of the car.

Behind, Ethan hurriedly slowed down.

The Ford Mustang crashed into it, tearing the hole even wider.

The vehicle also became shaky.

But compared to Toledo, it's a lot better.

"Hold on to the handrail."

During the violent shaking, Ethan did not forget to remind Gizelle.

"Boom."

O'Connor was a little late in the back and slammed into the trunk, but fortunately it was a touch and didn't do any damage.

"Bang~"

The sound of crashing sounded one after another.

Except for a few cars in Phoenix, the rest of the cars didn't have time to adjust their bearings and crashed into the mountain wall with ping-pong.

Debris, splashing everywhere.

The howl rang out constantly.

Cars were overturned, or stacked on top of each other, blocking the narrow entrance.

The cars behind slammed on the brakes and came to a dangerous stop.

Come on, don't chase it.

Looking at the scene in front of him, the person who braked the car in time cursed and slapped the steering wheel, but he was secretly glad in his heart, if he really chased in, he didn't know if there would be a chance to return.

Inside the passage, danger is rife.

After slowing down a bit, Phoenix was already leading four cars to bite them.

"There's nowhere to run."

He flashed his big gold teeth and roared with a hideous face, "Remember, this is my territory. ”

This passage has been run dozens of times, and he knows the situation inside well, although he is shocked that the other party can find the entrance to the passage, he wants to leave these three cars behind with his familiarity with the terrain.

Throttle and slam hard.

The wooden pillar in the middle of the road flew backwards.

Phoenix rushed to the front of the convoy in two or three clicks, swung the steering wheel hard, and with a bang, the car he was driving slammed into the Dodge Challenger, squeezing it and sliding against the hillwall.

There was a screeching sound.

The body and the rock kept scraping together, bringing up wisps of sparks.

"Boom."

Ethan sped up and went headlong on it.

Phoenix's car was knocked out of the way, which freed Toledo.

But then, there was another muffled sound.

His own vehicle also swayed, and with a bang, it hit the stone wall fiercely, and the flying gravel frightened Gizel to protect his head.

After them, O'Connor also shook violently.

Eight cars are engaged in a bumper car battle in this smuggling channel.

The sound of crashing is incessant.

Ethan and the others are not always passively beaten, constantly maneuvering the vehicle to hit each other.

"Mommy Fake."

Yelling at the side, Ethan ignored the danger of crashing into the wooden pillar at any moment, and distracted himself to raise Glock:

"Come on, do you like to bump into it?"

Seeing the muzzle of the gun, the person driving next to him was so frightened that he wanted to slow down.

But it's too late.

"Bang~"

Glock's burst of flames flew out quickly, all crashing through the windshield and falling on the rider one after the other.

The vehicle staggered.

Like a drunk, he kept swaying from side to side in the passage.

"Bang."

When a wooden pillar in the middle of the road was smashed and the debris fell from the top, O'Connor reacted quickly and kicked the accelerator to dodge the runaway car and speed past it.

These shots reminded everyone.

They don't just have a steering wheel in their hands.

For a time, there was a lot of gunfire.

In the dark passage, in addition to the light of the headlights of the car, the light of gunfire kept flashing.

"Poof."

The seat was blown open by a single shot, the lining splashed, and Ethan shrank his head sharply.

"Yo."

He held the steering wheel tightly and hurriedly shouted, "Long-legged girl, don't you think you should do something?" ”

"Of course."

Gizelle nodded heavily, and she quickly unbuckled her seatbelt, grabbed her twin guns and turned back.

Heavy gunfire rang out inside the car.

"Fake."

Ethan cursed, gritting his teeth and enduring the deafening gunshot.

"Let go."

After firing a few shots and finding that the shooting range was not good, Gizel immediately yelled and decided to change positions.

It's impossible to peek out of the window on your side.

It's going to hit rocks at any time, and if you don't want to be crushed into meat sauce, you can't do that, so there's only one option.

Under the other party's shout, Ethan subconsciously let go of his right hand.

Fragrant wind.

No, it's fishy.

As Gizelle rolled over, the smell of blood on her body made Ethan sneeze hard.

This guy stepped over on his own without saying a word.

Sit firmly on your laps.

She was facing the rear, finally getting the best view, and the long-legged girl grinned and opened fire quickly in the back to clear O'Connor.

The guy was being chased by three cars.

The bullets that came to the cab from time to time made him shrink his body again and again, and he was about to be unable to hold on without support.

"Bang bang bang!"

A series of gunshots erupted in front of him, making O'Connor feel like he was hearing fairy music.

The bullets that came at him were sluggish.

Finally having a chance to catch his breath, he quickly stepped on the accelerator and lifted his speed.

Ahead, Ethan is in an awkward position.

He could only tilt his head and barely control the vehicle.

Inside the passage, there are potholes.

The Mustang is constantly undulating and leaping as it is driving, so it also leads to a situation where Gizel is also constantly jolting with the undulations of the vehicle.

The smell of gunfire and blood.

As well as sweat, gunsmoke, and all kinds of smells are mixed together.

It's more energetic than even smoking a few cigarettes.

The sound of gunshots in his ears also made Ethan's adrenogen soar, his heart beat rapidly, and his breathing became rapid.

"Hey."

Gizel soon felt the change in his body and gritted his teeth and pulled the trigger:

"Bastard, when is this, what are you thinking?"

"Please."

Ethan looked innocent and said helplessly: "This is a normal phenomenon, you just work hard to overcome it." ”

"Bang."

The vehicle flew up and fell to the ground again.

The two of them gasped at the same time, the difference was the reaction the next moment, Ethan grinned, and Gizel pursed his lips tightly.

Sometimes the more oppressed, the more fierce the resistance.

As the car jolted wildly, Ethan was in pain and happy, but more in pain!!

In this case, there is no better way.

Gizel could only grit his teeth and continue to fire, pulling the trigger several times in a row, knocking out a few clouds of blood mist from a gunman who leaned out of the window behind him, watching the other party fall heavily to the ground and be run over by the vehicle behind.

Her earlobes also turned as red as blood as the body shook.

(End of chapter)