It's still early, and the streets are full of traffic.

The night in the southern area is a little more energetic than the day, and the female bodhisattvas on the side of the road are sassy and stretch out their thick thighs.

Tight-fitting hip-wrapping skirt, strangle a circle of fat.

Groups of small blacks were playing haha in fixed positions, and the fluttering golden chains swayed from side to side, skillfully drawing gestures that others could not recognize.

It feels like the streets are coming alive.

"What will I do later?"

With the soft rubber mask on his face, his voice was a little dull, he glanced at the red dots that were getting closer and closer, and continued to ask, "Do you need escorts?" ”

"Just keep it under control."

Ethan pulled the bolt of the gun and said in a deep voice, "Those people are just doing their job, just according to our original plan. ”

"Take people away and change cars."

"You send me back and wait for my news."

Doing this kind of thing in Chicago can be described as a fish in water, and it also brings him an inexplicable sense of stimulation, and his palms are sweating slightly.

Jaber also stopped talking and slammed the throttle hard.

This kind of thing has to race against time.

Soon they caught up with the escort car, which was swaying towards a bridge tunnel not far away.

The two looked at each other, and Jabber roared past the escort car.

"Thirty seconds."

Ethan hurriedly shouted: "As long as you leave within thirty seconds, the patrol will not be able to follow up, you control the prison guards, and I will go to the back to lead people." ”

"Understood."

The car slowed down, and Jaber quickly pulled over.

"Huh."

The sound of sudden brakes sounded inside the tunnel.

Any abnormal situation can attract a high degree of vigilance of the escort personnel, and the escort vehicle behind it will speed up when it detects that it is not good.

Ethan quickly pushed the door open and lifted the TEC-9 submachine gun.

"Poof~~~"

The flames connected in the muzzle, his arm trembled slightly, and the small miniature submachine gun erupted with terrifying fire, tearing the tires of the escort car furiously.

The tunnel is like a megaphone, amplifying the gunfire several times over.

The vehicle in front was so frightened that it desperately accelerated to escape, and the vehicle behind hurriedly put on the reverse gear and reversed backwards as desperately as possible.

"Poof~"

Jaber also followed Ethan, shooting wildly at the tires of the vehicle.

The corners of the mouth under the soft rubber mask are raised high.

When he came to Chicago with this mother, he always felt as if something was missing, and now he was finally satisfied, and the whole person became comfortable.

The tires burst and the vehicle loses its balance.

The two submachine guns that breathed flames brought great mental pressure to people, especially these prison guards who had not experienced much firefighting, and the driver was so frightened that he subconsciously stepped on the brakes and quickly retracted the steering wheel.

"Bang~"

After a loud bang, the vehicle slammed into the tunnel wall.

Shards of glass splattered everywhere and scattered all over the ground.

The two people inside were also hit by the airbag, and the buzzing in their heads kept ringing.

The more they mixed up the road, the more they knew that they couldn't have too much curiosity, and the firepower they heard now completely abused the small pistols on their bodies.

What's more, it's even more unlucky to see something you shouldn't see.

Needless to say, extinguish the mouth or something.

Being questioned by the police can annoy people to death, so Ethan only hears the chaotic footsteps and quickly moves away.

"Click."

The boots screeched against the broken glass.

The two quickly stepped forward and threw themselves next to the escort van.

"Bang~"

The co-pilot's glass shattered Ethan's punch, and next to him, Jaber raised the gun in his hand and shouted:

"Phones, keys, !! right away"

The extra-long magazine made the two prison guards dare not make a mistake, although they were dizzy, they would not rush their heads to resist at gunpoint, and the vast majority of ordinary people would choose to cooperate obediently in the face of this threat.

The two prison guards took out their keys and mobile phones, and their eyes did not dare to fall on them.

I haven't experienced it, and I've seen movies.

What if, like in the movie, you see the other party's appearance being killed and killed.

dared to come to grab the escort car, the prison guards did not believe that the other party did not have the courage.

"Don't mess around."

Jaber snatched the key and threw it to Ethan, smashing the phone hard: "Remember what I said, you have a family, this is just a salary, there is no need to play with us." ”

"Bang."

Warning gunfire punches a hole in the on-board radio.

The two people inside were trembling, and they didn't dare to do anything other than their heads moving frantically.

The communication is all in Jaber's responsibility.

Ethan didn't dare to speak, and even if there was only a one percent chance of being heard by the two of them, he didn't want to bet on that odds.

Leaving Garber behind, he ran back by himself.

The locator bends down to take it away.

"Squeak."

After two or three strokes, the back door of the escort car was also opened by him.

A cry of pain rang out from within.

The three guys inside were tormented by the violent impact just now, and they all hung awkwardly on the body, noticing that the door was opened, and the eyes of the three people were shining at the same time.

"The lame sent you?"

This is Reggie.

"You're Jimmy's man?"

This is Eddie Cao.

"Where is the Afghan army?"

Dennis Lee's words rang out at the same time.

No wonder they misunderstood, at this time, when they came to hijack the escort car, what else could they do besides saving people, although they were confused in their hearts, they were all subconsciously thinking in a good direction.

Between the carriage and the cab, an iron plate was used to stop him.

When you speak, you don't have to worry about being heard by the person in front of you.

Besides, Ethan was wearing a loose coat with a collar raised high.

Only a few strands of black hair peeking out from under the cap could discern physical features, and it was reasonable for them to think that it was their own.

"Bang."

Ethan jumped into the car and raised his hand at Reggie to shoot it.

Blood splattered and fell on Eddie Cao's face, and he was full of excitement, but he only saw a fist whistling, and his head suddenly drooped down.

Ethan shook his hand and stared at Dennis Lee.

The eyes of the two collided, and the latter's pupils contracted violently, and he definitely wouldn't come to save people.

The other party's eyes were indifferent, filled with murderous intent.

"Mr. Lee."

Ethan tilted his head, looked at this guy and smiled faintly: "Long time no see, we really have a meeting in the mountains and rivers." ”

"It's !! you"

Dennis Lee's eyes cracked, and he wanted to cry out for help.

"Smack."

A slap was drawn out like lightning.

The guy's eyes darkened, following in his nephew's footsteps.

The handcuffs that were locked to the car were quickly opened, and Ethan jumped out of the car with the two men in his pocket, and threw them into the trunk like garbage in the black Chevrolet.

Shaking his arm at Jabber, the TEC-9 submachine gun was aimed at the escort vehicle.

Jabber stepped back and sped toward Chevrolet.

In this way, the two alternated cover, and in less than thirty seconds, they succeeded in snatching the person, and the vehicle let out a roar and drove away. (End of chapter)