"Start closing the streets, start closing the streets."
"Attention, attention, there is a car about to get off the beltway."
"It's GT-R! GT-R is coming to town!"
The white GT-R rushed down the beltway and rushed into Tokyo at a speed of 190km/h. The traffic policeman who was squatting next to the police car at the expressway eating noodles was almost knocked to the ground by the strong wind and the deafening sound of the engine. The assisting policeman on the side
He ducked his head into the police car, saw the explosive value on the speedometer screen, and slapped him in the face.
"Why didn't the police car chase me?" Lin Nian looked back at the traffic policeman who was holding his hat and saluting in the distance and asked strangely.
"Junior brother, do you still think we don't have enough pursuers behind us?" Mandy cried sadly.
Liang Yi glanced at the rearview mirror: "Maybe he thinks he can't catch up. Those police cars can reach a maximum speed of 180 kilometers per hour when they die within the factory time limit. If you want to catch up with the speedsters, you won't have to put in that effort if you don't have extremely confident driving skills. Otherwise,
If someone is killed, the Metropolitan Police will be in public opinion again."
During the 80-kilometer journey from Mount Fuji to Tokyo, Ryoichi was racing hard on the accelerator. The pursuers behind him were not in a hurry. Even though they were thrown away for a long distance, they were still clinging to their backs. Only the helicopters in the sky followed him.
Keeping up with their footsteps, the searchlights were hitting the GT-R all the way, making it feel like a fugitive from a serious crime in a drag racing movie.
"The fuel tank is about to bottom out." Lin Nian glanced at the instrument panel and found that the refueling prompt on it had lit up red.
"Just come on." Ryoichi said.
"So do we still have time to stop and go to the gas station?" Mandy felt a little confused.
"There are several 10L red fuel tanks prepared in the trunk, please." Liang Yi looked at Lin Nian.
"Will it last us until we reach our destination?" Lin Nian rolled up his sleeves and asked, "Going back to Tokyo can be considered a long detour."
"The director of the Executive Bureau is going on a personal expedition. We have to give him some face. Returning to Tokyo is the only way. We can't get rid of a whole group of pursuers on the highway." Ryoichi lowered the rear window and looked in the rearview mirror.
They can now see the Ferrari's headlights again. After entering the city, the speed of the car has obviously slowed down. On the highway outside the city, the accelerator can be fully extended, but in the city, if you want to reach a speed of more than 200 per hour, it is impossible.
court death.
"It depends on your driving skills." Lin Nian got into the back seat and leaned half of his body out of the car. Ryoichi slowed down a little, and the Ferrari behind him suddenly opened the accelerator to close the distance.
They have gradually entered the city. There are tall buildings on both sides of the road. The people walking at night on the roadside let out shouts of surprise while raising their mobile phones to take pictures of these two beautiful cars speeding past at an exaggerated speed, even as the time approached.
The further you drive into the city late at night, the more vehicles come and go on the highway. The streets are originally narrow, and the number of cars passing by and honking their horns becomes more frequent.
The Ferrari behind him clearly noticed that the GT-R was about to run out of fuel. After seeing Lin Nian get out of the rear window, he immediately stepped on the brakes and tried to keep up with the GT-R regardless of the full throttle.
At that time, Lin Nian who leaned out would be in danger.
"Hold on to your junior brother!" Liang Yi turned around and shouted to Mandy in Chinese. The latter immediately rushed forward and hugged Lin Nian's thigh. The GT-R flicked out and drifted through a sharp corner, and the Ferrari behind also suddenly
Press the brakes and then follow the drift. The two cars will slide almost parallel on the ground through the corner, and then step on the accelerator together and start to speed off!
Now the distance between the two cars was completely close. Ryoichi glanced at the rearview mirror and saw that the Ferrari was close to the GTR's butt. What surprised him was that sitting in the driver's seat of the Ferrari was a woman wearing a secretary's outfit. This kind of
Due to his violent driving skills, he thought the director of the Executive Bureau was competing with him on the same stage.
Lin Nian completely climbed out of the car and climbed onto the roof of the car. The trunk opened in response. He opened the trunk and took a look inside. Sure enough, there were three red fuel tanks leaning against each other. After filling up the thirty liters of oil,
It can probably last another hundred kilometers for the GT-R.
He was about to turn over to get the fuel tank when the GT-R shuddered violently and nearly pushed him away. Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough and grabbed the short knife in his sleeve with a shake of his right hand. He stabbed it through the roof of the car and fixed himself.
, Mandy's frightened voice was immediately heard in the car, and the knife was almost inserted into her ear.
Lin Nian looked up and found that Ferrari had kissed the GT-R's butt. The female secretary in the driver's seat was also watching him. She seemed to be deliberately trying to knock him off the car, so she stepped on it again.
The accelerator is accelerating!
Inside the car, Mandy was knocked out of balance again. She pressed her right hand on the car radio. The radio host was yelling and explaining the car chase and shooting incident that was happening on the streets of Tokyo. The background music was pretty good.
Accompanied by the car chase BGM from "The Matrix 2": 'Mona Lisa Overdrive'.
Lin Nian, who heard loud music playing inexplicably in the car, raised his hand and gave the Ferrari a middle finger. The female secretary in the driver's seat expressionlessly stepped on the accelerator and hit it again!
Liang Yi frowned as he felt the strong impact one after another in the driver's seat. There were more and more vehicles flowing around him, the road gradually became crowded, and their speed had to be reduced to less than 120 to keep overtaking.
, Ferrari bites them like tarsal maggots and they can't get rid of them.
Lin Nian tried to get the fuel tank several times but was stopped by the Ferrari hitting the rear of the car. He almost wanted to drive the car again to fill the fuel tank, but doing so would definitely consume a lot of his energy. If the GT-R was really stopped in a while,
Once down, it will be troublesome to break out of the encirclement.
Liang Yi also saw Lin Nian's predicament. He raised his hand and knocked on the roof of the car to signal Lin Nian to fix himself. The GT-R roared and accelerated, leaving the Ferrari two spaces behind. Then there was a tooth-gripping friction on the street.
There was a sound and white smoke billowing out, and the GT-R suddenly turned 180 degrees while driving at high speed and drove backwards in the opposite direction!
From the front of the car to the front of the car, through the windshield, Mandy, who was already prepared in the back seat, pointed her gun at the driver's seat and fired three times!
When the Ferrari window shattered, he hit the brakes instantly and widened the distance between the two cars. It was obvious that even the executive director's supercar was not bulletproof. Lin Nian, who was on the roof of the car, immediately took advantage of the time difference to take out the fuel tank and feed it to the GT-R.
come on.
Sakura, who was driving in the Ferrari, covered her shoulders and stepped on the accelerator again to speed up and catch up. A 9mm bullet was embedded in her suit. Fortunately, the gunman in the GT-R aimed at her shoulders instead of her head.
Otherwise, this sudden operation might really cause her to die here.
"Follow me, let me do it next." Yuan Zhisheng became a little angry when he saw this. He obviously knew the danger of the situation just now, and it seemed that the next actions would have to be more authoritarian in order to be completed smoothly.
"The gas is finished, we have to find a place to get rid of them!" Lin Nian stretched his head out of the driver's seat window.
"I know such a place, but the premise is that we need a vacuum period for monitoring." After refueling, the GT-R resumed driving forward. Ryoichi glanced at the helicopters whizzing past the city. The whole of Tokyo was because they were
There was a commotion. Countless passers-by on the street took photos with their cellphone cameras. There were more and more videos with similar titles on YouTube: "Movie or reality? Tokyo street racing gunfight real shot!"
"Got it." Lin Nian made an OK gesture, Mandy handed him a loaded pistol from the back seat, and he pulled away again and returned to the roof of the car.
Lin Nian turned around and saw that the Ferrari rushed out of the traffic again. However, this time a man wearing a black trench coat squatted on the hood of the red supercar. The strong wind lifted his clothes like black wings, and his right hand
He is holding an ancient sword with a scabbard on his hand, and the pattern of the gentian ring on his finger is ancient and solemn.
The two looked at each other, and they could see Fu Jing's emotions in each other's eyes. Lin Nian suddenly raised his pistol and fired. The first five bullets were aimed at the Ferrari's tires, but unfortunately all five shots hit the target at all.
There was no sign of a puncture. Although it was not equipped with bulletproof glass, it was still equipped with bulletproof real tires. This also explains why Ferrari was so slower than the GT-R in the previous high-speed chase.
If you can't hit a car, then it's okay to hit someone, right?
Lin Nian raised his gun and was about to aim it at the man on the hood, but he suddenly found that the man had disappeared!
The next moment, strong winds and black shadows fell from the sky, and the light of the sword like curved water burst out from the corner of Lin Nian's eyes. He slashed back with the sword, but his whole body was dented on the roof of the car by a huge, unbearable force.
Go down!
There was a beautiful scene of fireworks blooming between the blades. Lin Nian looked at the man lying on top of him and twitched his lips: "Name?"
"The head of the Yuan family, Yuan Zhisheng." the man said.