I saw a metal rod protruding from both sides of the car, extending to the body of the Mercedes-Benz. The car was immediately divided and the Mercedes-Benz crashed into the isolation belt with a bang.
The other three Mercedes-Benz cars were still chasing after them. Regardless of whether it was useful or not, the bullets were still coming like raindrops. It was very lively.
The bullets not only failed to penetrate the car windows, but even the paint on the car body was not scratched.
The three Mercedes-Benzes were chasing after them, but they didn't get close to either side of the Ferrari. Being chased by others, Ying Zhen was very unhappy and suddenly turned the wheel, turned into another lane, and drove towards the suburbs.
The traffic flow is dwindling, and those three Mercedes-Benz cars are like tails that can't be shaken off.
Yingzhen looked at the surrounding wilderness and felt that the time was right. She pressed another button, and a gun-like object suddenly appeared from the front of the car. She adjusted the direction, and the gun turned around and pointed at the back of the car.
A cannonball flew out, hit a Mercedes-Benz, and exploded immediately. The fireworks behind the Mercedes-Benz didn't have time to brake, so it hit directly and exploded at the same time.
Another Mercedes-Benz that was approaching was affected by the shock wave and hit the guardrail on the roadside. The front of the car was completely deformed.
Mo Yanyi touched his forehead and said, "Is this an American blockbuster?"
"It's fun," Yingzhen said, "but this is country Z, and it's not convenient to use bombardment casually on the streets, so I chose the suburbs to avoid hurting innocent people."
Mo Yanyi looked at her: "You are so kind, how can you be a killer?"
"That's the agent." Yingzhen laughed, and then said, "You know, the most fortunate thing for Mengmeng and I is that our humanity was not completely wiped out during those years in Death Valley.
In fact, if you have some humanity, you are not the most qualified killer."
Mo Yanyi held her right hand and said, "Let's be ordinary people again."
Ying Zhen smiled comfortingly, parked the car on the side of the road, opened the trunk, took out the two license plates, and quickly exchanged them with Mo Yanyi
There are many cameras along the way, and the license plate has been recorded. Now the car must be completely changed.
She pressed the remote control and saw that the red car body slowly turned into white.
"It's such a perfect car," Mo Yanyi sighed slightly.
The two of them tore off their masks, changed their clothes, and burned them so that no one would recognize them again.
I turned around and drove back. The place where the accident occurred has been cordoned off. A large number of police officers were present. All passing vehicles were checked.
The suspect was a red Ferrari, so the Ferrari, which had turned into white at this time, naturally passed through safely.