Atal drove the Buick and slammed into it. The two cars collided together and then separated, making a tooth-grinding sound as the metal scraped against each other.
Irving held the steering wheel, took advantage of the opportunity to separate, and suddenly pulled out his gun. He shot the opponent's tires accurately with two "bang bang" shots.
White smoke emitted from the tires of the Buick traveling at high speed, and then it swayed from side to side.
Irving slammed on the brakes to avoid the opponent, but the Buick suddenly veered sideways, and the front of the car directly hit the front of Irving's car. The two cars hit the tunnel wall diagonally and overturned.
At this moment, the fire wave of the explosion hit, and the cars that were still running were stopped in a panic, and then they were engulfed by the fire wave. The fire wave rolled over with huge energy, and several nearby cars were directly hit.
Being blown away.
The fire wave was like a monster, with a huge bloody mouth that swallowed it all the way along the tunnel, leaving a scorched earth everywhere it passed. The huge energy generated by the explosion had nowhere to release, so it could only move forward along the tunnel.
Many cars were swallowed up by the wave of fire before they could figure out what happened. Then a strong vibration was heard, the walls began to break, and communications with the outside world were destroyed. A ball of flames burst out from the entrance of the tunnel in the direction of Manhattan, and nearby
The people in the car were directly cooked, and the window glass further away was not spared.
Owen woke up in a daze, with the sound of crackling flames surrounding him. At this time, his head was still hazy.
The moment the car overturned, the fire and loud noise from the distance swallowed them up, and then they felt a shock wave pass through their bodies.
Kicking open the car door, Owen stumbled out of the car and lay on the ground to rest for a while before feeling better.
After regaining consciousness, his first reaction was a terrorist attack.
He turned around and looked around, only to find that a concrete block blown down by the explosion had hit a car, and the part of the cab that was supposed to be raised had disappeared.
The two cars owned by Owen and the killer were both upside down and rolled over on the ground. Fortunately, they overturned when the explosion came, and the thick bottom of the car took most of the damage for them.
"Ahem~~~"
A coughing sound came from the car, and a hand stretched out from the door. Beth was still alive and was trying to save herself.
Owen looked at the Glock he had dropped not far away on the ground. It must have fallen out of the car window in the car rollover just now. He crawled over to pick up the Glock, and then stumbled towards the other car.
The windows of the car were pitch black, making it difficult to see clearly what was going on inside. Owen held the gun in both hands and cautiously approached with the gun, but there was no movement in the car.
Suddenly, the muzzle of a gun appeared outside the driver's window, and then Owen's face. The guy in the cab remained motionless, lying on the steering wheel.
Owen turned him over. It was a short-haired white man whom he had never seen before. He touched the other person's carotid artery, which was very weak. Owen shook his head. If there was an ambulance, he might still be able to survive, but now, I'm afraid...
Seeing that the man was not a threat, Owen reached out a hand to Beth, who was trying to save herself. Beth grabbed it, and Owen lifted him out of the deformed car door with one hand.
"What is the taste?"
Beth, who was sitting on the ground and breathing heavily, sniffed her nose and asked doubtfully. Indeed, in addition to an unpleasant smell, there was also the smell of barbecue. Owen knew what it was, but he didn't want to say it, but
Beth saw it herself.
In a car not far away, the glass of the car melted in the explosion. The driver inside was charred and his body was still steaming.
"Well……"
As soon as Beth felt better, she was so stimulated that she spat it out.
Owen ignored Beth. He took out his mobile phone and tried to contact the outside world, only to find that the mobile phone had no signal here at all. The explosion just now must have destroyed all the equipment.
"Fake"
Owen cursed under his breath and put his phone back in his pocket.
"Let me see if anyone is still alive?"
After patting Beth's quilt and placing him in a corner to rest, Owen began to search the surrounding cars, but unfortunately there was no survivor.
Those with windows that had not been closed were all cooked, and Owen felt the carotid arteries of the others, but they all had no pulses. At this time, Owen not only lamented that he was lucky enough, but if they had not overturned at that time, they would have ended up like these people.
It was very quiet in the tunnel, without the noise of the engine and the sound of horns. There was almost no other sound except the crackling sound of flames.
In this environment, any abnormal noise becomes very obvious. Suddenly, Owen stopped what he was doing, as if he heard something.
He was pretty sure it was somewhere ahead.
Owen ran forward and soon found a car that was trapped among several cars. Because it was trapped, the people in the car escaped.
There was a banging sound, and a man was trying to break the car window, while above his head, a piece of concrete was crumbling.
Seeing that the lucky man in the car might be hit to death by the concrete above his head at any time, Owen ran a few steps and shouted: "Back off."
Then Irving picked up rocks on the ground and broke his driver's seat glass, then grabbed the other person's arm and dragged him out of the hole in one breath.
The moment they left, the concrete above them finally couldn't support it anymore and fell with a sudden burst of dust. The car was smashed into a piece of scrap metal.
"Thank you, thank you...cough cough cough..."
The person saved by Owen thanked him in disgrace. Owen found that the other person actually spoke Chinese, and turned around to find that the person he saved actually knew him.
Mike Chen is the Chinese fighter who received a reward of 250,000 from TU. He also cooperates with TU and the West Hollywood branch for fighting training.
"Chen? Why are you in Los Angeles?"
"O...Agent Owen?"
Mike Chen obviously did not expect that the person who saved his life would be Agent Irving, whom he had met several times in Los Angeles.
Owen was also very happy to be able to save someone he knew, but he was also curious about how Mike Chen came to New York. The distance was not short.
"Well, Chief Javier of the West Hollywood Police Department introduced me to a New York police detective named John McClain. He helped me contact the New York Police Department's combat training. I came here to sign a contract..."
I see
Unexpectedly, Mike Chen's reputation has spread here, and his business has gone directly from the west coast to the east coast, spanning the entire United States.
But he just heard the name of John McClain, who was an old acquaintance of his from the time he was in Zhongchen Building, but he hadn't contacted him for a long time.
"Owen, are you okay?"
Hearing the loud noise here, Beth was worried that something had happened to Owen, so Beth also rushed over. Owen introduced the two of them by the way, and the three of them were about to move forward to continue the search when the cry for help came again.
"Help, help, is there anyone? Can anyone help me..."
The three of them followed the sound and found that the sound was from a prison van.
The prison car had overturned, probably because of the prisoners in the car, they were able to escape.
The door of the prison van was open, and the driver was missing. There was only a policeman sitting at the door of the iron fence, but he was already dead, with his neck completely broken.
"Save us, please, save us~~~~~"
Seeing someone getting into the car, all the prisoners in the car immediately started asking for help. Owen looked at them and saw that every torture device was gone.
"No, no, we didn't do anything. The car overturned just now and his keys fell in. We picked them up. We swear..."
Someone noticed Owen's concerns and hurriedly explained. Owen looked at the seven or eight prisoners in front of him, then looked at the dead policeman, and finally believed the prisoner's words.
After finding the key from the body, Owen opened the barred door. The prisoners who were freed ran out of the prison car screaming strangely, and no one thanked him.