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Desperate Rage! Three

"You want to kill me?! It depends on your ability!" Jin Hao smiled and glanced at the three top sports cars behind him in the rearview mirror. The Aston Martin looked more like a silver death in his hands.

The vehicles on the highway were honking their horns desperately to avoid the four racing sports cars lined up in a line. Soon a highway toll station appeared in front of them, and there was a row of cars waiting to pay at each toll gate.

The only green channel for military and police vehicles is blocked by road poles.

Jin Hao had no intention of slowing down at all. The three sports cars behind him thought that Jin Hao was forcing his way through the green channel next to him, so they rushed up without slowing down at all.

"If you don't seek death, you won't die!!! Hehe..." Seeing that his plan had succeeded, Jin Hao suddenly turned the steering wheel. Smoke came out of the Aston Martin's rear tires, and the body of the Aston Martin hit a mark a few meters away from the toll booth.

A U-shaped flicking bend.

"No!!!" The Ferrari driver who was caught off guard, even though he pressed the brakes firmly, under the inertia of the high speed, the wheels slipped out with two black tire marks and went straight into the butt of a large truck waiting to collect tolls.

The driver of the other Porsche tried his best to turn the steering wheel and tried to turn around like Jin Hao. Unfortunately, under the strong centrifugal force, the whole car rolled sideways. After rolling several times on the road, it hit the toll booth heavily.

It was almost knocked back to the state of parts after being hit on the cement railing.

"Damn!!!" Zhao Daobao, who was in the Lamborghini, had a livid face and dared not slow down. He held the steering wheel tightly and rushed towards the green channel.

The boy sitting in the passenger seat was holding on to the AK47 tightly, his crotch was already wet, and he screamed in fear. "Ah~!!!"

"Shut the fuck up!!!" Zhao Daobao yelled viciously at his screaming subordinates. He was not a brainless person, otherwise he would not have become the boss. Only then did he truly understand the horror of this note.

With his strength, he knew that it would be futile to pursue him any longer, and that he might not even be able to save his own life.

The Lamborghini crashed through the yellow and black road pole with a "squelching" sound, and the engine made a strange "buzzing" sound and ran away.

"Car accident!!!!"

"Quickly put out the fire!!!!"

"Damn racing gang!!"

The toll station suddenly became a mess, sirens rang through the sky, and the traffic police in the duty room took out fire cans and rushed towards the two crushed sports cars.

"Humph! You bitch are so hypocritical!!!" Jin Hao parked the car on the side of the road and looked at the chaotic toll booth. At this time, several traffic policemen ran towards the silver Aston Martin parked there.

A sports car could actually escape death like this and still dare to park there and watch the fun.

"Dong dong dong dong... Good luck today... Old wolf, please have some chicken..." The mobile phone on the bridge started chirping cheerfully again, and Jin Hao grabbed the phone and connected it.

"What happened?!" Yang Qingfei's anxious voice came from the headset.

"It's okay. I'm at the highway toll station at the intersection of Section A3, and there are a few desperate car racers fighting with me!" Jin Hao said slowly. "I killed five cars and one of them escaped."

"Uh~! Didn't I miss the show?!" Yang Qingfei was stunned for a moment, feeling extremely regretful.

Jin Hao took out a cigarette, smiled and said, "I'm going back soon. How about performing a striptease for the leader?!"

"Bah~! With your figure, I might as well watch a sow climbing a tree! Come back here quickly!" Yang Qingfei spat and hung up the phone.

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