The atmosphere in the car was so oppressive that it almost reached the critical boiling point. No one could speak at this moment. Looking at the approaching vehicles ahead, Mu Baoer's heart was so nervous that she almost jumped out of her chest.
In this situation, both sides were blocked, and the bodyguard car protecting them was sacrificed. It was as if they were being slowly pressed toward the center by two walls, unable to fly.
The shadow of death has never hung so close over their heads, and even their cold bodies felt tense.
Wei An smiled bitterly: "We can't escape. There are three cars in front and four cars chasing us from behind. Unless our car can fly, otherwise, there is no way..."
She couldn't continue talking. Although they had experienced many bloody experiences, who could really let go in the face of the danger of death?
There was a snap, a cold metal collision sound, Han Lian expressionlessly loaded the large HK submachine gun, which was the most powerful gun in the car, he stood up coldly, his slender and dark eyes showed extreme unwillingness.
Perseverance:
"Don't give up before you take your last breath. You have to fight your way through your destiny. There is no superman in this world, but there are strong men who will never surrender. Mu Baoer, open the roof window.
Bulletproof glass.”
Mu Baoer was shocked. At such a critical moment, she never expected to hear such passionate words. This man could occasionally say inspiring words!
"Aha...hahaha" Fang Zhan couldn't help but smile excitedly after being shocked, "You're right, you have to fight your way through your destiny. As a man, you are not afraid of death, but you are also afraid of the fight before death.
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He also quickly picked up the submachine gun on the ground and opened a window on the side of the car that could accommodate half a person. At this point, if he wanted to survive and win from this bloody killing, he could no longer hide in the car.
They all risked their lives. It didn't matter whether they lived or died. What mattered was that they were men who would never back down in a battle.
Even if they die, they will be dragged to hell.
"Okay, Han Da and Zhan are not afraid anymore, so what do I have to be afraid of? Anyway, I am so beautiful, even if I have a few blood holes, I am still a beautiful female corpse." Wei An laughed heartily, and a kind of pride arose in his heart.
Ambition.
Putting down the control instrument in his hand, he skillfully shouldered the gun and took up the position on the other side of the car window. The three of them formed a formation, Weian was on the right window, Hanqi was on the top window, and Fang Zhan was on the left window.
If you live and die together with your friends, even if death is scary, it will not really scare them.
"Three, two, one..." The cold voice trailed off.
The three of them stuck their heads out of the window at the same time, and quickly pulled the submachine guns in their hands. The bullets were fired freely at the person who stuck their head out to shoot. They were so jealous that they turned into messengers of hell in an instant.
The opponent had always been at an absolute advantage in the confrontation. Unexpectedly, they suddenly counterattacked and even dared to take the risk of sticking their head out and shooting.
No longer caring about life.
This sight shocked them too.
There is a fundamental difference between those who are truly facing death and those who think they can control victory. In terms of combat effectiveness, the difference is at least ten times greater.
Because those who fight against the odds have no worries, while those who think they can win will be afraid of losing their lives.
In this confrontation, Han Lie's side overwhelmed the other side in terms of momentum for the first time.