On the wide road, three cars are performing a crazy chasing game. A van is running in front, and two small trucks are chasing behind. The speed of both vehicles is very fast. From a distance, it looks like three cars of different colors.
Lightning is flying on the road.
After being frightened by Ma Xiaoyao, the van driver suddenly turned pale and his heart twitched uncontrollably. In order to get rid of the "terrorists" chasing after him, the driver increased the speed to the limit... To say that the driver's driving skills are really good.
, is especially good at drifting. He does not slow down every time he turns, and just drifts. After a few drifts, the van finally distanced itself from the two small trucks.
"Yes, yes, that's it. Drive well and throw away the two small trucks behind you, and I will reward you heavily!" Ma Xiaoyao said quickly.
"Grandma!" The driver reached out and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "I'm really unlucky today. I must pray well when I get home to get rid of the evil spirits on my body..."
Seeing that the driver was so skilled in driving, Ma Xiaoyao and Lei Dazhuang could finally relax a little. In terms of the speed of the car itself, the minivan was obviously not as fast as the van. Coupled with the van driver's skillful driving skills, if they wanted to completely get rid of
It can still be done with two small trucks.
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"Fuck!" The third elder was furious: "Speed up, speed up!!!"
"The accelerator has been pressed to the bottom, and the speed of the car has reached the limit." The killer who drove the car replied expressionlessly: "The small truck is used to pull goods, and the maximum speed can only reach 140 miles. If you want to catch up,
Getting into the van in front... was very difficult..."
"Damn! If I had known that the small truck couldn't run fast, I should have grabbed a few cars!" the third elder cursed.
"It's too late to say this now. Besides, there are very few vehicles on this road. After running for most of the day, I didn't see a single car..." The killer who drove the car curled his lips.
"What should we do?" the third elder asked.
"What can we do? Try our best to catch up. Whether we can catch up... depends on our luck." The killer who drove the car shrugged helplessly: "The only thing I can do now is to bite the bullet tightly.
Behind, don’t let the van out of my sight, the rest... I can only rely on luck..."
"I scolded the guy next door!" The third elder hammered the car door hard, his eyes revealed, and his expression was ferocious: "Ma Xiaoyao, no matter where you go to the end of the world, I will kill you!"
…
After more than two hours of rapid driving, the van finally entered the urban area. After entering the urban area, the number of vehicles on the road began to increase. In order to avoid collisions, the van driver could only reduce the speed.
Ma Xiaoyao glanced back and found that the two small trucks were still following them from a distance. Ma Xiaoyao's face twitched fiercely: "It's really a super powerful version of dog skin plaster! I can't even shake it off!"
"We have entered the city. My mission has been completed. You can get off the car." The driver gasped.
"We can't get out of the car now..." Ma Xiaoyao shook his head: "The terrorists behind are still chasing us. If we stop the car now, we will definitely be overtaken by the terrorists. By then... we will all die."
The driver shuddered: "Can you please stop scaring me? I'm very timid..."
"How can I have time to scare you now!" Ma Xiaoyao said: "Everything I say is true. If you don't believe it... you can give it a try, but you must not regret it when the time comes."
"Brother...what do you think we should do?" The driver was about to cry: "We can't keep going in circles like this..."
"It depends on your ability." Ma Xiaoyao said: "You are a local, so you should be very familiar with the terrain here. You can definitely use the terrain to get rid of the enemy."
"I...let's give it a try..." the driver said with a sad face.
Ma Xiaoyao made a total of two plans. First, let the driver use his free rein to get rid of the enemy by taking advantage of the location. Second, if he failed to get rid of the enemy in the end, he would have to go to the police station to ask the police for help. He said it with all his heart.
Ma Xiaoyao really didn't want to go to the police station unless he had to. The last time he was in the United States, he asked the American police for help, and ended up being extorted a lot of money by the American police... After suffering a loss, Ma Xiaoyao was very dissatisfied with the foreign police.
With deep prejudices in mind, Ma Xiaoyao did not want to interact with foreign police unless it was absolutely necessary.
In order to save his life, the van driver also risked his life and drove the van through the city, specifically choosing narrow roads and remote places. Half an hour later, the driver drove the van and turned into a narrow alley... This
The alley is very narrow, and the van is driving almost against the wall...
As we all know, small trucks are much wider than vans, and it is difficult for vans to drive in alleys, let alone small trucks...
"Crunch!"
"squeak!"
The two small trucks were forced to stop, "Ping Ping Pong Pong..." The three elders and the 80 Temple Killers all jumped out of the cars and plunged into the alley. Since the small trucks could not enter the alley, they could only walk.
Chased.
No matter how fast he ran on two legs, he could not outrun the van with four wheels. By the time the third elder led a group of killers out of the alley, the van had disappeared.
"Fuck!" The third elder waved his fist fiercely: "Chase! Chase me! We must not let Ma Xiaoyao run away!"
The 80 killers scattered and chased in different directions.
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Airport entrance.
The driver was lying on the steering wheel, breathing heavily. Sweat covered his face and his clothes were soaked with sweat: "Thank God, we finally got rid of those terrorists."
"Well done!" Ma Xiaoyao reached out and patted the driver on the shoulder: "With your driving skills, you are more than enough to become a professional driver."
"I'm not interested in being a professional driver." The driver waved his hand and said, "Okay, you go away quickly. I hope we never meet again in this life."
"Don't be so heartless. Although we haven't been in contact for a long time, I have already regarded you as a friend... I will come to see you when I have time." Ma Xiaoyao opened the car door and jumped out as he spoke.
Lei Dazhuang got out of the car immediately.
"Brother..." Just as Ma Xiaoyao was about to speak, the driver drove away in the van and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Ma Xiaoyao reached out and touched his chin and said with a smile, "I scared this driver quite a bit today."
"Brother Ma, let's go in quickly." Lei Dazhuang whispered.
Ma Xiaoyao nodded, led Lei Dazhuang into the airport, and then walked towards the ticket gate.
"Hello, are there any flights to China now?" Ma Xiaoyao asked politely.
"There is a plane to China at three o'clock in the afternoon." the conductor replied.
"Three o'clock in the afternoon?" Ma Xiaoyao frowned: "It's too late... then what? We have something urgent and must rush back to China as soon as possible..."
"There are strict regulations for plane takeoff, and we don't have the right to change them at will," the conductor said.
It's only half past eight in the morning, and there are still several hours until three in the afternoon. The interval is too long, and there might be an accident.
Ma Xiaoyao pondered for a moment: "Then...when will the earliest flight take off?"
"It will take off in twenty minutes," the conductor replied.
Ma Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows: "Where is the destination?"
"America."
"What? America?"
"Yes."
"Besides the United States, are there flights to other countries?"
"Yes, there is a flight to the Kingdom of the Sun at eleven o'clock in the morning."
"Eleven o'clock? Is there anything earlier?"
"No more... I said, do you want to buy a ticket or not? If you don't buy a ticket, leave quickly and don't disturb my work." The conductor became a little impatient.
"Buy...give me two plane tickets to the United States." Ma Xiaoyao gritted his teeth and said.
…
Twenty minutes later.
A plane bound for the United States slowly took off.
Sitting on the soft and comfortable seat, looking at the white clouds outside the window, Ma Xiaoyao's hanging heart was finally relieved. The plane took off and he was safe. It was not easy. It was really not easy. This time he almost died in the air.
Foreign country.
"Brother Ma..." Lei Dazhuang touched Ma Xiaoyao lightly.
"Well?" Ma Xiaoyao turned around: "What's wrong?"
"Are we really going to the United States?" Lei Dazhuang asked in a low voice.
"Of course." Ma Xiaoyao nodded: "After we arrive in the United States, we will transfer back to China."
Lei Dazhuang hesitated for a moment: "Brother Ma, don't forget, we have offended the American police. They said that we are not allowed to step into the United States again... Now we suddenly go to the United States, in case we are discovered by the American police.
,I'm afraid we will be in trouble by then..."
"Don't worry, I have already considered this issue." Ma Xiaoyao waved his hand: "After arriving in the United States, we will keep a low profile and will never meet the American police. We will stay in the United States for a few hours at most, and then fly back to China.
...In such a short period of time, there should be no problems."
Lei Dazhuang nodded: "I hope so." For some reason, Lei Dazhuang felt a little uneasy, as if something was about to happen.
…
More than ten hours later.
The plane landed slowly at the American airport.
The cabin door opened, and Ma Xiaoyao and Lei Dazhuang followed the crowd off the plane, and then walked quickly towards the ticket gate.
"Hello, are there any flights to China now?" Ma Xiaoyao asked in broken English.
"There will be a flight to China in an hour." The conductor was a young woman with blond hair and blue eyes. She was very beautiful and her skin was fair enough.
"Great." Ma Xiaoyao's face lit up: "Quickly, give me two tickets to China." As he spoke, Ma Xiaoyao handed over his and Lei Dazhuang's passports.
"Please wait a moment." The blond woman took the passport and looked at it carefully, then frowned.
