car altar supreme

Chapter 115 Goodbye Friends
"Dad! Help!"

Guan Mie faintly heard his son's call.

Although he was trying to get rid of Cabot behind him, as a father, Guan Mie couldn't help worrying about his two sons.

"嗞~~~~~~"

The friction between the wheels and the ground rolled up white smoke, and Guan Mie finally chose to step on the brakes.

Cabot was surprised, but still overtook the car, and the black car quickly shrank in his rearview mirror.

Guan Mie stopped the racing car, turned around and waited.

The in-car communication has failed to contact any of the sons, and he has an ominous premonition in his heart.

"Turn off the overtaking sensor and explosive activation device first." Guan Mie and his men issued the order.

In the distance, the four racing cars of the Shenshen team were driving towards him. It seemed that there was no black racing car that could comfort Guan Mie.

Along the way, the four main gods have been taking turns to lead the way to avoid the detonation of explosives, but at this moment they suddenly found that the screen of the explosive timing device went dark.

"It seems that Guan Mie is admitting defeat." Geng Hua excitedly said to the three.

"Well, he's waiting for us ahead." Wang Yining, who was leading the race, had already seen him.

The four cars stopped steadily one by one, and the four main gods got out of the car.

Guan Mie was already anxious, and asked impatiently, "Where is my son?"

However, no one responded.

"Where's my son? What did you do to them?" Guan Mie seemed to have lost his usual surlyness.

"I'm sorry, they fell off the cliff." Mo Shu saw Guan Mie's anxiety, and said frankly.

"How come..." Hearing the unfortunate news, Guan Mie's already hunched body became even more crooked at this moment.

"Sorry, they are determined to kill us, so..." Mo Shu had always been very hostile to Guan Mie, but now he suddenly felt a little soft-hearted.

"Please, it's not like you haven't seen how bad they are, and you're still apologizing to him now." Geng Hua stood up and corrected him.

Yes, Guan Mie is evil. He doesn't even let go of the audience who express dissatisfaction with him. So many innocent lives are blown to ashes by him in minutes.

But as a father, Guan Mie's concern and love for his son was not at fault, and the sad scene in front of him still moved Mo Shu a little.

However, Mo Shu is still overwhelmed, and excessive kindness has always been Mo Shu's shortcoming.

"Murderer! Which of you is the murderer who killed my son?" Guan Mie suddenly changed his face, and roared and questioned the four main gods.

"It's me." Mo Shu replied calmly.

"I knew it was you, without you! I have dominated the car world long ago! You have to pay for it!" The roar made Guan Mie's facial features extremely distorted, and he ran back to the car and writhed something.

Mo Shu spread his hands to express helplessness, and said to the other three people: "Why don't you take a step first, and I will solve this matter. Don't forget that nearly ten thousand spectators are still waiting for our rescue."

"Rescue? No way! I have already activated all the explosives. The countdown is 10 minutes, and you all are waiting to die together!" Guan Ming turned back, holding a device similar to a remote control in his left hand.

"Why did you go back on your word? Who said before that if you lose the game, you will let go of all the hostages." Mo Shu was a little angry.

"Hehe, you just believe me when I say it casually? Young man, you are too naive." Guan Mie sneered and shook the remote control in his hand.

Unexpectedly, Mo Shu also snorted and said, "I expected that you would not keep your promise, so..."

Before he finished speaking, the sound of a propeller came from behind the mountain.

A helicopter descended from the sky, and the huge "W" on the fuselage surprised everyone.

"Wilmin? Why are you a bitch making trouble?!" Regardless of whether the other party could hear it, Guan Mie kept shouting at the sky.

Mo Shu waved, and the helicopter began to slowly descend. The crazy air flow stirred up by the propeller forced everyone to lower their bodies.

A ladder was put down, Mo Shu quickly ran to it and climbed up, and the helicopter quickly began to lift into the air.

"Mo Shu! What are you going to do?" Wang Yining shouted loudly.

The helicopter engine was so noisy that Mo Shu couldn't hear what Wang Yining said at all. He just stood in the middle of the ladder, shook his ring with a smile, and then raised three fingers.

What's the meaning?Is he saying ok? OK shit!The three main gods cursed inwardly at the same time.

But Guan Mie seemed to understand something suddenly, and roared at the sky again.

"Impossible! Impossible! How could you have learned the third-level spirit ring EMP!!"

At this time, Mo Shu, who was condescending, couldn't help laughing at Guan Mie's hysterical appearance.

Why do you have to use the first-level ring to fight when you Guan Mie can be promoted to the third level?Mo Shu said proudly.

"The situation is over!" Guan Mie slapped his forehead hard.

He is an old man, so he can naturally guess what Mo Shu is going to do.

This morning Guan Mie was still wondering why the satellite dish on the top of the office building seemed to have changed its position.

It turned out that Mo Shu was the one who did it. It turned out that he had planned it long ago.

clever!Amplifying the three-stage EMP with a satellite dish can disable all detonators.

Guan Mie thought that he was the only one who could come up with this method, but he didn't expect that kid Mo Shu to be right by him.

From this point of view, Mo Shu's brain is smarter than Fan Fei's, and his driving skills are completely superior to Fan Yu's.

Fan Yu?Fan Fei?almost forgot they had
Thinking of his son, a rush of blood surged into Guan Mie's heart.

He ran back to the car frantically again and opened the storage box angrily.

Mo Shu in the air hadn't flown far, but saw Guan Mie approaching his companion with a black object.

Mo Shu took a closer look, and couldn't help but turn pale with shock, and quickly waved his hands to signal his companions to turn around and beware of Guan Mie.

Geng Hua was the first to understand the gesture, turned his head to look, and immediately shouted: "Guan Mie has a gun! Everyone get out!"

"No one is allowed to run away! Otherwise, I will shoot her in the face!" Guan Mie raised his right hand, pointing a black Colt pistol at Wang Qing's forehead.

The three of them had no choice but to stop, gnashing their teeth angrily.

They should have expected that Guan Mie would leave a hand for themselves, and they were angry because they were belatedly aware.

"Since I can't kill others, I've made money by killing the three of you!" Guan Mie's eyes were red, and his finger was on the trigger.

Wang Qing looked at the black muzzle of the gun and closed her eyes unconsciously. She knew that she was doomed this time.

"Hmph, say goodbye." Guan Mie snorted coldly.

"Oh!"

A gunshot spread throughout the valley, and even Mo Shu, who was hanging under the helicopter, could hear it clearly this time.

"Fuck! I want your life!"

Wang Yining burst into anger, started the car and drove towards Guan Mie.

"Bang!!!"

The car plunged into the hillside, its front face was smashed, the hood exploded, and the water tank leaked all over the ground.

Wang Yining got out of the car, tears rolled in her eyes, her cheeks were tense, she looked coldly at the inhuman Guan Mie, sure that he was completely finished.

Then she rushed towards Wang Qing like crazy, hoping to see a glimmer of life.

"Sister Yining, why...why did this happen?" Wang Qing choked up, already crying out of breath.

"Don't worry, let me take a look!" Wang Yining quickly checked the wound, only to find streams of hot blood staining her hands red.

After a while, Wang Yining sighed violently, and fell down beside Wang Qing.

"It's too late. I can't help it. I'm sorry Wang Qing." Tears that had long been unstoppable burst out of Wang Yining's eyes.

She hugged Wang Qing and cried loudly, the world was moved.

Tired from crying, Wang Yining patted Wang Qing to tell her not to grieve too much.

Wang Qing raised her trembling hand, gently stroked Geng Hua who was gradually freezing in the pool of blood, and slowly closed his eyes.

(End of this chapter)