As the two cars got closer and closer, Yiyun opened the box containing the drugs, and bags of white powder were neatly placed inside.

"This time it should be true, yes. Yiyun nodded, his deep eyes becoming cold, he hid the bags under the seat of the car, and then said to Catherine, "I'll drive." ”

The car shook slightly, and Yoshiyun and Catherine swapped places. At night, there were few pedestrians on the streets, and two cars were chasing after each other.

Seeing Brother Yuan's car following closely, he stepped on the accelerator under his feet and slammed into the rear of Yiyun's car. There was a crisp sound of metal colliding in the air, and the bumper of the black Buick fell off and dragged down the road.

The iron rod drew a long mark on the ground, accompanied by a slight spark, and hit a piece of gravel and broke off and fell to the ground.

Yiyun drove into a downtown area in order to get rid of Brother Qian behind him. The black Buick is running fast in the narrow lane, lined with old houses and shops, and the roadside is full of stalls.

The car knocked over many roadside stalls, fruits, clothes, and daily necessities were scattered all over the ground, and the loitering crowd and the merchants selling did not flee one after another, for fear of being hit.

After a while, the originally lively street became a clutter, and passers-by could be heard cursing and complaining.

Yiyun smugly looked in the rearview mirror, the street was maliciously messed up by him, and the guy behind him shouldn't have caught up so quickly.

Sure enough, Brother Qian's car crashed into a shop with wooden baskets scattered all over the ground, but he quickly adjusted his direction to flatten the round wooden baskets that were in the way, and continued to chase.

Yiyun turned an intersection, and there was an intersection in front of him, and at this time, a red light was displayed, and he looked at the vehicles passing in front of him. Instead of stopping the car, he stepped on the accelerator and continued to drive ahead.

The black car circled around in the traffic and easily passed through the intersection, but the cars behind were caught off guard and collided together, and the traffic in this area was almost paralyzed.

The road ahead was almost blocked by cars, and a hint of agility flashed in Brother Yuan's cunning eyes. He stepped on the accelerator, the wheels spun rapidly up the hill, and the car broke through the highest point of the uphill and leaped into the air, drawing a graceful arc in mid-air, and then fell heavily on a white smoke car.

The car underneath was crushed into a deep depression, and the wheels spun in place a few times before continuing to run forward.

"You didn't get rid of it?" Yiyun glanced in the rearview mirror and frowned unhappily when he saw the car following closely behind him like a bedbug. Thinking about it, he took out his pistol with one free hand and shot it at several large round iron barrels on the side of the road.

The round iron bucket was knocked over. Rolling chaotically along the ramp. These drums are large and heavy, and if you are not careful, you may crash or be hit, and your car may be destroyed.

Some vehicles on the road were forced to stop, and the owners fled the car and hid in a safe place on the side of the road.

"Bang!" a large iron bucket crashed into an unmanned car, the car was suddenly shortened, emitting a trace of white smoke, and then a huge explosion sounded, and sparks five meters high burst out of the ground where the car was, billowing thick black smoke.

Brother Qian couldn't help but gasp. Become a little more cautious. His eyes flashed as he saw a large iron bucket smashing towards his car. Skillfully controlling the steering wheel in his hand, the wheel on one side of the car was lifted and successfully escaped.

There was a big corner ahead, and Yiyun's car drifted quickly and accurately across the street. The tumbling barrels were piled up around the corner, blocking the intersection.

Catherine pulled out her gun and fired a few shots at the streetlights on the side of the road, the sharp bullet breaking the iron. The upper end of the street lamp hangs down and lies horizontally on the road.

Brother Yuan, who followed closely, glanced around, and rushed into the café on the corner with a quick turn.

The car smashed into the glass door and broke into it. The tables and chairs in the café were knocked down and flattened, and the cups and desserts on the tables were scattered all over the floor.

The café was in shambles, and there was the sound of ping-pong glass breaking. And men and women screaming.

"Bang!" the car burst out of the glass window on the other side of the café, and the car burst through the window and splashed out with fine glass shards, and then landed firmly on the ground.

"It's ghostly!" Seeing the car reappear in the rearview mirror, Yoshiun hammered the steering wheel a few times and cursed in a low voice, "God, let it go away." ”

Yiyun prayed as he took him to look behind him again, but he didn't see the car again.

"God heard?" said Yoshiyun in shock, spreading his hands and turning to Catherine in the passenger seat. Catherine shrugged and shook her head.

His heart was full of doubts, but Yoshiyun increased the throttle and ran forward, and in front of the car was a high, long ramp. The black Buick struggled to climb to the highest point of the ramp and was about to rush down, just when he saw Brother Qian's car parked there, and there was a bulky tram in front of his car.

"Damn, where could he be? What the hell!" Yiyun scolded, his dark eyes covered with a thin layer of ice.

A charming smile on the corner of Brother Consumption's mouth raised into a harmless smile, and he lightly opened the accelerator and slowly crashed towards the tram. The front of the car hit the rear of the car, and the tram quickly reversed on the ramp, the rope tied to it rubbed against the iron rope, rubbing sparks.

On the ramp, a bulky tram slowly slides down, solid rubber tires rubbing against the ground to create sparks. Yiyun pupiled his car less than five meters from the tram in front of him.

"Squeak!" the speed of the tram sliding down then became faster, and it smashed straight towards Yoshiun's car. The tram was filled with passengers, and the people inside screamed in terror.

People hanging outside the tram were thrown out of the car and rolled down the road next to it, and some people jumped out of the train.

"Bang!" the Buick that hit Yoshiyun made a loud noise, and the two cars reversed on the ramp so fast that even if Yoshiun pressed on the brakes, it couldn't stop the car from rolling backwards.

More and more people on the tram chose to jump out of the train, and the bulky tram suddenly slipped its wheels, and the whole car rolled over on its side on the ground, but it still pushed Yiyun's car to slide down, and the iron sheet rubbed against the ground with a screeching sound, and the surface of the tram was embarrassed.

"Jump out of the car!" "Jump out of the car!" Seeing the wall in the rearview mirror, even the people and the car had to be crushed by the damn tram if they continued like this. Yiyun shouted at Catherine, opened the car door and jumped out, rolling on the ground and standing firmly.

Almost at the same time, the black Buick was hit by the huge impact of the tram against the wall, compressed into a piece of scrap metal. Yiyun stared coldly at the white smoke car, watching Brother Qian drive the car and stop beside them. (To be continued......)