Flowers were flying, with the most brilliant skyscrapers on both sides, and the red sports car roared through the streets of New York City. In the blink of an eye, it had surpassed the two cars in front, suddenly slid into the lane next to it, and almost collided with a black car.
Passing by, if you were outside the car, you might still be able to hear the fierce sound of the wind as the two cars crossed each other. As soon as you turned the steering wheel, the sports car with a speed of more than 150 kilometers per hour was suddenly thrown off the road.
Ahead, a car accelerated and slammed into the body of the car that was already sideways.
The light was overwhelming, and in an instant it was so bright that it was dazzling.
"ah--"
She couldn't help but cry out. The moment the two cars were about to collide, Yahan turned her head sharply. In her peripheral vision, the car lights were directly in front of her eyes.
brush--
With only a slight difference, the sports car flew into the side road like lightning. The speeding car braked quickly, and then there was another burst of chaos from behind. After the shock, Yahan took a big breath of air and leaned back in the chair.
On his back and in his eyes, countless lights streamed towards the back.
This is not the first time that we have seen such a breathtaking scene since we drove out of the blocked street.
The first intersection surrounded by green lights should be regarded as the beginning. From then on, various chase scenes that can only be seen in movies were staged one by one in front of her eyes. Of course, as an audience, it looked very exciting in the movie, but
When you become the protagonist of such a scene, the situation can only make people feel horrified. The speed limit of cars in New York City is basically around 55 or 65. This is because there are too many cars on weekdays and congestion is extremely common.
Although the traffic flow has been reduced due to heavy snow, it has also made the road slippery. When a sports car speeds past at three to four times the speed, the feeling is definitely not exciting, but just life-threatening.
Countless cars passed by and were thrown far away, and the body swayed from time to time. Because the sports car was weaving through the traffic at a very high speed, every overtaking was almost an experience between life and death, because it felt like
As long as there is a slight error in any program and the speed is slightly out of control, a certain part of the sports car may collide with any object next to it. And at such a speed, as long as there is a slight collision, the entire sports car will probably be destroyed.
Can fly.
Especially in such icy and snowy weather, the road holding ability of the wheels has been greatly reduced. Every time when passing through a bend of 90 degrees or even larger, the car can be thrown sideways for tens of meters with a turn of the steering wheel. This is
She had only seen extreme drifting in movies before. Every time she made such a turn, the huge centrifugal force caused her body to be thrown to the side, giving her the feeling that she could no longer control the sports car. However, every time, the sports car
She was able to drive onto the next road smoothly. Although she had already told herself in her heart not to be afraid, every time she passed an oncoming vehicle at the closest distance, she would still be so frightened that her face turned pale and she couldn't help but
screamed.
No matter how many times you have experienced this kind of thing, you will never get used to it... She thought like this in her heart. She couldn't help but look at the man next to her. He had sparse blond hair, thin lips, and a hooked nose. That was something she would never do.
Familiar looks can never be called attractive. However, despite preconceptions, those eyes can give people an extremely sharp and reliable feeling. He did not look at her, but looked intently at the front.
On the road, she grasps the steering wheel, often puts her right hand down suddenly, and switches gears at a dizzying speed. Everything is as if it has been designed by a computer program, precise and calm. This sight can soothe her heart.
The intercom that is placed in the fare box still occasionally hears the voices of those bad guys.
"You can't run away. Jian Suyan! This is New York! Not Jianghai."
Perhaps due to the stimulation of certain things, the first thing shouted over the intercom was actually a very low-tech threat. The vehicle was passing the Manhattan Bridge at that time, and since there was a little leisure, the person here responded with a sneer as a matter of course.
"New York? Do you mean that New York is your territory? Zhuang, Castro just died, face the reality!"
"No matter what happens to Castro, now you are just fighting alone, no one will come to help you!"
"If you use more than half of the entire US branch's combat power to block me, I can only say that you are too capable... Then who is in a better situation? The US government is watching you, the FBI and the National Security Agency are watching you, Wisdom Heaven is watching
You guys are not pleasing to the eye. Speaking of killing your boss, the efficiency of the miracle of creation is astonishing. Now there is Yanhuang Awakening... Ha, alliance, why did Japan's Pei Luojia assassinate James in Jianghai? Killing him can really frame Yanhuang.
Awakening? Now you are still thinking about licking Yu Shoucang’s ass...
ah!"
"Then we'll see."
Speaking of this matter, Zhuang's tone became particularly gloomy. In fact, the place where creation miraculously belongs is in the United States. Even if James went to Jianghai that time and was indeed on the opposite side of Yanhuang Awakening, such an assassination method was still too childish.
The purpose of Japan's Peirojia is naturally to attract the American branch. Castro, Zhuang and others understand this, but since there is already an intention to cooperate here, some small tricks will naturally be used by others.
Deliberately ignoring it and going with the flow, it's just that knowing it in his heart is one thing, and being spoken out is another thing. At this time, this walkie-talkie is directly connected to the entire communication network and can be heard by all the killers. His mood will naturally change.
Even worse.
The situation on both sides was very tense, so these conversations were actually separated by a long time. Zhuang's tone was calm and gloomy, but here there was a hint of ridicule. After the conversation ended, the man opened the window and turned on the intercom.
He threw it out and then turned the steering wheel violently.
The rear of the car swings forward!
At that moment, the man pulled out his pistol and pulled the trigger at the moment when the car was sideways. On the road, the entire sports car spun twice like a top and returned to its original direction. Yahan, who was dizzy, screamed before
He took a breath and looked behind him. A chasing car exploded into a huge fireball and was then thrown far away.
From the beginning to now, the entire desperate chase has been going on in New York City for more than 40 minutes. Occasionally, police cars can be seen roaring and then being thrown away. The killer's vehicles are chasing and intercepting them back and forth, and some people even poke their heads out of the car.
The car body was shot with guns, and the bullets hit the bulletproof car body, making a thrilling sound. This is definitely the most chaotic night in New York... She thought to herself.
Entering Brooklyn via the Manhattan Bridge, and then entering Queens with a large number of pursuers. Countless street lights illuminated the brilliant and bright buildings passing by, and then they were left far behind. Not long after, the sports car returned to Manhattan again.
.Amidst the snow and wind, Yahan turned around and discovered something among the buildings blurred by the snowflakes.
"That, that, that...that is..."
I was frightened by my discovery for a moment, and wanted to remind me, but I was afraid that I would distract the people around me. I said a few words, shut up, and stayed on the back of the car to watch for a while.
Voice: "That's not making news."
"Well……"
Looking back, the man next to him suddenly pulled his right hand, and the speed of the sports car accelerated again. He said without looking back: "This is their territory, and the helicopter that has been following them also belongs to them. Otherwise, how could these guys...
Maybe it's so easy to pinpoint our location."
"Then...what should we do?"
Knowing that her presence could not be of any help, she still asked cautiously. Along the way, the killer's vehicle kept chasing him back and forth, biting this side. Only now did she know that there was an airplane flying on such a windy and snowy day.
I followed the adventure. If the traffic lights on the street hadn't always changed for inexplicable reasons, it would have been impossible to escape several blockades. And now, how could a sports car be faster than a plane...
After a moment, a short answer came from beside him: "Let's continue to escape."
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A few minutes later, the Washington Bridge.
Spanning both ends of the Hudson River, as one of the main passages in and out of New York, the Washington Bridge has always had a policy of restricted entry and no exit. Near midnight, the orange and green bridges set off the entire majestic suspension bridge.
, in the snowy night, vehicles were passing back and forth, but at this end of the bridge, there were as many as a dozen police cars distributed on both sides of the road, sirens blaring, and they were ready.
The sports car came at high speed. In the dense traffic area, the speed slowed down a little, but it continued to overtake. Behind, the helicopter was still following closely. Seeing the sports car approaching, the police car started to move.
Two hundred meters, one hundred meters, fifty meters, the distance was getting closer in the blink of an eye. Yahan was holding her breath waiting for the conflict between the two sides. However, the sports car drove directly over the bridge. When she turned around, more than a dozen police cars had just arrived.
It quickly moved towards the center and blocked the entrance to the bridge.
The sports car was driving on the bridge. Looking around, amidst the vast blanket of snow, the two sides of the Hudson River were the magnificent night views of New York. Although I was not familiar with New York, my mother had also seen it when she went shopping.
, after leaving the Washington Bridge, you have already left the New York City area, and beyond that, you will reach New Jersey.
In the sky, the helicopter still followed the sports car unyieldingly, flying across the wide river in the wind and snow. It was the only one left.