If the situation changes well or badly, let it be aside. The important thing now is how to pass the pass.

"If we pass through as smoothly as we are now, that would be fine, if we can't get through..."

After Gao Yang finished speaking with a worried look, Justin said without hesitation: "That's miserable. Think about how to escape from Italy."

Gao Yang pulled the pistol and placed it under his legs, whispering: "You said, did the police notice us? Is it time to turn around now?"

Justin followed the car ahead a little slowly and whispered: "Did you notice that we don't know, but I want to try it and test what's going on now."

Gao Yang exhaled and said, "Okay, then let's try it. Ask me more, how are you driving?"

Justin said confidently: "Although I am an illegitimate child, I am a member of the Cicero family after all. Do you think I have been spending so much money since I was a child, so I may not have any hobbies that match my identity?"

Gao Yang whistled and said, "So, is your hobby? Or racing?"

Justin said confidently: "As right."

Gao Yang looked at Justin's steering wheel and frowned and said, "But the car we snatched was a Fiat Pelio with a 1.5-liter displacement, and it looked almost ten years ago. Are you sure you want to use such a small broken car to play your racing hobby?"

Justin smiled slightly and said, "I have a racing driver's license. Also, even if I drive a 07 Palio, I can still not see the taillights on the roads in downtown Rome. No matter what car you drive, believe it or not?"

Gao Yang whistled softly and said, "I don't believe it, I have also learned and studied special driving carefully. Although I don't like cars, if I drive a Ferrari, do you think you can get rid of me?"

Justin became serious and said, "I think we can give it a try. Really, if I have the opportunity to retake the throne, I can have someone block the street late at night and let us have a good fight. Do you want to make a bet with me?"

Gao Yang said disdainfully: "First solve the current dilemma, and also, if you need to close the street when racing? You are too weak."

Justin exhaled, "I'm worried about you, man, it's our turn about, are you going to shoot?"

As the car ahead slowly moved in the traffic flow, it was about to arrive at the inspection post. Gao Yang said in a little embarrassedly: "To be honest, I don't want to shoot very much. The most important thing is that I don't dare. Do you want to be chased by police in all Rome? I don't want it. My experience tells me not to offend the ********** agency easily, it will be miserable."

Justin stopped talking, drove the car to the police and rolled down the window.

There were no roadblocks, just two police cars parked on the side of the road, and then five or six policemen took a look at the passing cars on the two-lane road. There were only a few ordinary traffic police officers, not even a few special police officers wearing heads and hoods and holding submachine guns.

A policeman looked at Justin, then looked at Gao Yang, and then said, "Please show your driver's license, sir."

Justin immediately reached out to touch the storage compartment, then froze, and then said in a embarrassed tone: "Sorry, I forgot to bring my driver's license after changing the car."

The policeman seemed to frown and thought for a moment, then looked at Justin again, then looked at Gao Yang, suddenly left the car window, pointed to the open space behind the roadside police car and said, "Please park the car there for further inspection."

Gao Yang kept observing his expressions. When he saw a policeman looking at him, then looked at a small screen similar to a tablet, then turned his head and said a few words on the intercom, and seemed a little nervous, he sighed and said, "Man, I don't feel good."

Justin drove the car to the place designated by the police, sighed softly, and said, "The traffic police are not a place that the Cicero family will control. Are you motion sickness?"

"Basically not...will!"

Justin suddenly stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, but he was still stepping on the brakes and clutch. After suddenly blew the accelerator and lifted the policeman who was commanding in front of the car and was about to drive, the policeman subconsciously jumped aside.

With a whoosh, the car rushed out.

Although the horsepower is too small, Justin did a complete set of standard procedures for starting ejection. A cheap hatchback car rushed out, which made Gao Yang almost bit his tongue.

Gao Yang immediately held the gun in his left hand and grabbed the handle on the car door with his right hand.

"According to your American habits, huh!"

Gao Yang shouted: "I'm not an American!"

Justin reached out and changed gears, shouting: "Is it exciting?"

Looking at the rear of the car that was rapidly expanding in front of him, Gao Yang shouted: "Drive your car!"

"The trap you set was the time when Fatino was used as bait, which made him unable to use the power of the police force anymore, but now he can do it again. The situation is really not good, man!"

Gao Yang screamed, "Drive your car!"

Justin turned the direction with both hands, turned a sharp turn, and shouted: "It's not the police car that chased us, but three private cars. What does this mean? Use your brain."

Gao Yang said angrily: "I know what this means, don't talk about driving your car, we can go back and discuss these."

Justin laughed, reached out to reduce the gears, and shouted: "Go to eat ashes, trash!"

Justin, who survived death, seemed to have changed into another person before, no longer taciturn and looked lifeless. He regained the words and cheerful and optimistic personality that Gao Yang remembered. Now that Justin held the steering wheel and started racing with people, he became even more violent.

A car is not a good car, but the driver is definitely professional.

"The engine is powerless when it reaches 4,300 rpm, garbage!"

Justin looked at the rearview mirror and shouted: "A BMW M5, an Audi 6, and a Maserati President. The car is good. The 6 is a great car, do you know?"

Gao Yang repeatedly said, "I know, I know, can you concentrate?"

Justin suddenly let go of the steering wheel with both hands, slapped heavily, and shouted: "Ahha!"

After Justin grabbed the steering wheel again, he turned violently and shouted: "Look, I want the car behind to overturn."

Gao Yang couldn't help but look back and said, "I believe you can."

Justin shouted: "Your expression says you don't believe it, look!"

The car slowed down again, and then Justin pulled the handbrake, completed a drift with the front drive, and rushed directly into an alley.

Gao Yang said loudly: "You are showing off your driving skills, and this is not the time to show off! And you shouldn't drift, you don't have to turn directly faster!"

Justin took a look in the reflector and said regretfully: "I didn't flip, I just bumped into it."
Chapter completed!