Chapter 553 The New York police will call us a hornet's nest
As soon as Wesley escaped, within a few seconds, Fox discovered that Carlos had also escaped without her noticing, "What the hell".
But even though he knew that Carlos might be gone, Fox, who knew that he was no match for Carlos, did not dare to act for a while after losing the trace of his opponent.
It's not like she had never done this before while hiding in a dark place and being shot suddenly. Fortunately, after waiting for dozens of seconds, the phone in her pocket vibrated.
After the connection was made, there was finally good news. Not only did the gun maker rush over, but another fellow repairman also caught up with Wesley who was escaping.
And whether Wesley will be followed by the repairmen, it is because this guy is afraid and activates his super power. He can escape at a speed that can make the 100-meter champion cry. If he were not short and short, he would definitely be able to run at 100-meter speed.
Can run under 6 seconds.
This made the repairman who happened to meet Wesley unable to pay attention to him.
In addition, the four of them had seen other information in their hands before. Although it was night now, the repairman could still vaguely see Wesley's face that was similar to the photo. While calling the gun maker, he drove the car directly to follow Wesley.
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Someone was outside to answer the call, so Fox cautiously rushed out of the restaurant, drove his red sports car, answered the repairman's phone, and followed his prompts to chase Wesley in the direction of his escape.
Within a few dozen seconds of chasing, the repairman was heard shouting through the headphones that he was being attacked and needed support.
It didn't take much to figure out that the man who attacked the repairman was Carlos.
Fox thought for a moment, and while driving, he spoke to the gun maker and repairman on the same channel, "Gun maker, you go support the repairman and just pester Carlos. I have been in contact with Wesley, so it is best for me to find him."
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"Understood, I will rush to support you immediately," the gunman replied.
"Hurry up, bald man, drive the car, I can probably hold on for a while, otherwise you just have to take my body back with you."
The repairman, whose marksmanship was mediocre and whose kung fu was all about his hands and feet, faced Carlos from a distance and could only yell at the gunmaker without any ambition.
"Hell, if it doesn't work, you can't drive away and lure Carlos away? Idiot."
"Huh?" The repairman was stunned for a second, then immediately shouted, "I understand."
Unfortunately, as soon as he had this idea and acted on it, Carlos, who was following him, seemed to know it immediately. Holding the gun in his left hand, he stretched out the window and swung it. With a "bang", a round shot was fired.
The bullet immediately hit the mechanic's left front tire.
A tire blowout on a high-speed vehicle is no different from seeking death. The car with the front wheel blown out seemed to have been pushed hard by a giant, and it rolled directly.
Fortunately, he was lucky. After the out-of-control car rolled several times, it fell directly into the Hudson River in New York. He was able to save his life.
The gunmaker who had come to support saw all this, and without thinking, he turned around and drove towards Fox, diverting Carlos away to prevent him from going to the repairman for reinforcements.
Second, the gunmaker knew that finding Carlos alone would be the same as seeking death. Only by joining forces with Fox, whose skills were only slightly inferior to Carlos, would he have a chance to survive.
His sharp turn was quickly noticed by Carlos, who also turned the car around and chased after him.
Fortunately, the gunmaker's car was also a sports car, and the distance between them was several hundred meters before. This acceleration made it impossible for Carlos, who only drove an ordinary pickup truck, to close the distance to the effective shooting range of the pistol.
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After chasing for half a minute, Carlos suddenly turned around and disappeared from the sight of the gun maker. Seeing this in the rearview mirror, the gun maker immediately shouted to Fox, "Carlos may be looking for you, be careful."
"Don't worry, New York is so big. How could he find me in such a short time?" Fox, who had already seen Wesley, replied with a smile, "I have found my target. We will meet up at XX Street in a moment."
"Understood." When he heard that Wesley had been found, the gunmaker breathed a sigh of relief and turned around, heading toward XX Street as Fox said.
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The panicked Wesley probably lived in New York for too long and did not dare to run into those small streets and alleys even if he ran away.
I only dared to walk all the way along the main road and used all my strength to escape for a few minutes. My chest felt like it was about to burst and I had to slow down.
After slowing down, rarely exercising, and exerting too much energy, he suddenly felt uncomfortable all over, as if he was about to die.
Fortunately, he also knew that in this situation, he could not stop or sit down, he could only endure his dizziness and walk slowly.
Not long after walking, the roar of a sports car came from far and near.
Before Wesley could clearly see his one-meter-long red sports car, he heard an anxious female voice, "Get in the car quickly, you're not out of danger yet."
"What?"
Before Wesley could hesitate, Fox opened the passenger door and said, "Get in the car quickly if you don't want to die."
Seeing clearly that it was the beauty who saved him in the restaurant, Wesley didn't hesitate long before he saw a pickup truck speeding toward him.
Just as he was about to turn around and run away, before he could move, a gun was pointed at him and he was told, "Either get in the car or die."
The first time someone directly pointed a gun at him, Wesley immediately became honest and sat in the car. Before he even fastened his seat belt, the sports car started to accelerate "woo, woo, woo".
"Sorry," Fox said to Wesley while driving, "in the situation just now, I can only force you to get in the car, because instead of letting the person who killed your father catch you and threaten us instead, I
It’s better to deal with you myself first.”
"Fk, God, why is this happening?" Wesley looked at Fox in horror, "Even if my father is the super assassin you mentioned, but he is already dead, why would anyone still want to kill me, an unimportant person?"
"Bang", a bullet suddenly hit the sports car. Wesley was so frightened that he immediately shrank his body and almost got into the passenger seat, shouting incoherently,
"Fk, could it be that my damn dad killed that bastard's whole family behind me? Drive faster, I don't want to die yet, drive faster."
"Quiet, quiet." Fox, who was about to take advantage of the speed of his sports car to get rid of Carlos, couldn't help but smile when he heard Wesley calling his own father a bastard.
But Wesley was like a frightened mouse, he kept chattering, making Fox, who was already nervous, irritated.
"Shut up, bastard, I'm driving."
Wesley, who was used to being bullied, immediately became honest after being bullied by Fox. But after the sports car took another bullet, Wesley panicked again, "I want to call the police, God, where is my phone?"
Call the police.”
Upon hearing this, there happened to be a police car in front of the sports car, and Fox drove the sports car directly against the police car's butt.
Then he stepped on the accelerator, pushing the police car in front to accelerate all the way, then slowed down, accelerated again and hit the back of the police car. The police car immediately lost control and hit the crash barrel on the road.
"Fk, fk, what are you doing?" Wesley looked at Fox, who was smiling in horror, "God, do you know what you will do again? You are attacking the police. God, if we are discovered, the New York police will