Pass through passers-by, blast the protagonist and villain

The moment when the two phoenixes of ice and fire condensed and formed.

The white car that was running at high speed visibly shook. It is not difficult to see from the reaction of the car body that the driver of the white car was terrified at that time.

But being afraid can't avoid the result of being bombarded by secret methods.

The two phoenixes, one on the left and the other on the right, drew graceful arcs in the air, bombarding the front of the white car with a circuitous outflanking route.

Fortunately, the white car was fast enough to avoid the vital point, and used the rear of the car to resist the secret attack. The trunk was blown up, and the spare tire hanging on the rear of the car was also blown out.

"Crack!"

The rear windshield of the white car was shattered into slag, the car suddenly tilted to the right, and the body lost its balance instantly.

"Squeak-"

The brake pads rubbed against the brake disc, making a harsh sound, and the stalled tires drew a black mark on the cement road. Just when the white car was about to roll over, the ABS anti-lock braking system played a role, the tires turned again, and the body With a flick of his butt, the front of the car returned to the middle of the road.

"Hold on, hold on... hold on to the steering wheel!"

After a few seconds, the white car finally stabilized from the violent shaking. At this time, the two people in the car were startled into a cold sweat.

"Fuck!"

"Mystic!"

The driver was a muscular young man with dark skin, wearing an alternative Mediterranean hairstyle, with a wide hairline reaching the top of his head.

There is a centipede-like scar on his forehead, which is shaped exactly like the number '2'. Because there is no hair to cover it, the scar is exposed unscrupulously, which adds a bit of viciousness to the mighty temperament of the young man.

"Don't worry about it, run away... speed up!" the thin young man sitting in the co-pilot urged.

The young man in the passenger seat was dirty and sloppy, with messy hair on his head, and his image was similar to that of a homeless man, the only difference was that his face was extremely pale.

Of course, it wasn't that he often washed his face, but that he had just experienced a fantasy version of a traffic accident, which frightened him to turn pale.

"Chang Er, speed up...the black car is catching up~~"

The sloppy youth screamed in panic.

"Stop yelling!" The Mediterranean youth scolded angrily, "The gas pedal has been pushed to the bottom."

"Also, my name is Chang Wuyou, not Chang Er!"

Chang Er pointed to the scar on his forehead and said, "Show me carefully, this scar is in the shape of A and B's B, not 2!"

"The devil doesn't care if you are B or 2, you fucking look ahead, shit!"

The sloppy young man shouted: "Be careful, there is a hole ahead!"

"I'll go!" Chang Er broke out in a cold sweat instantly, and instinctively turned the steering wheel to the right, but it was still a step too late, only to hear a 'bang', and the right front tire pressed on the pit impartially.

"Bang!"

The Luhu car lost control again, and there was a violent bump and shake. Chang Er firmly grasped the steering wheel, concentrated, and stabilized the car for a long time in a panic.

At the same time, the black Mercedes behind has caught up and is speeding up to overtake.

Chang Er knew in his heart that once the other party overtook him, his car would be stopped, and a vicious fight would be unavoidable. Besides, there was a mystic in the other party's car, and the consequences of the fight would be disastrous!

Now that the beam had been formed, he had no reason to let the other party overtake him. When the black car was about to break through, he slammed the steering wheel to the left to block in front of the black car.

Seeing the situation, the black car slowed down immediately, which prevented the two cars from colliding.

"Oh Maikar!" The sloppy young man cried out in pain, covering his head.

The pit just now was too deep, and when the car bumped up, the whole person jumped up, and then hit his head on the roof of the car.

"I shouldn't be on missions with you!" He rubbed his head and complained.

Chang Er glanced at him sideways: "Do you think I'm willing to go on missions with you, a walking chicken? Beep again, believe it or not, kick you out of the car, more than 100 kilometers, you can walk back to Shacheng by yourself."

"Why did the organization produce such a scum like you?"

The sloppy youth complained: "Stealing cars, killing people, stealing, are these things that the Daybreak organization can do?"

Chang Er gritted his teeth and said, "Comrade Wu Ming, although we belong to the Dawn Organization, please don't judge me, an intelligence agent of the Dawn Sect, by your Dawn Sect's values. I don't agree with your bullshit doctrine."

"Comrade Chang Er, please don't fart!"

Wu Ming reprimanded righteously: "You insult me, I can bear it, but you insult our Liming, I don't mind bayoneting you!"

As he spoke, he raised his right leg and pulled out the Mitsubishi army thorn tied to his calf.

"Are you crazy?"

Chang Er was really impatient when he saw him, and his attitude softened immediately: "The black car behind is still chasing us, what are you fighting for with a bayonet? Turn around and help me, if the black car releases the secret method, remind me as soon as possible."

Wu Ming held the military thorn in his backhand, leaned forward and turned his head, observing the movement of the car behind.

some time ago.

The Southern Five Cities launched a campaign against the Wuxiang God Sect and the Daybreak Organization.

The dawn organization's stronghold in Sand Sculpture Village has been uprooted.

In order to avoid the limelight, the dawn organization had to hide in the no-man's land of Shadam and set up a new stronghold near Linchuan City.

As intelligence agents, Wu Ming and Chang Er were the last batch of evacuated personnel.

Early this morning, the two of them stole a Luhu off-road vehicle and fled Shacheng.

They had just left Shacheng for more than 100 kilometers when a Mercedes-Benz G chased them up and signaled them to pull over.

Wu Ming suspects that the person who lost the car is catching up, while Chang Er suspects that it is a bandit blocking the road. No matter what it is, they have no reason to stop, let alone let the black car overtake. Therefore, the two cars have been in a stalemate until now. .

But what they didn't expect was that there was a mystic in the black car.

Looks like this can't get any better.

Wu Ming stared intently at the black Benchi behind him.

Suddenly, a loudspeaker protruded from the sunroof of the black car.

"Zizi..." The electric current generated by the loudspeaker at the moment it was turned on, the stimulating speaker made a static noise, and the sound was clearly transmitted to the white car.

"Zizi... Collect copper and iron, collect waste home appliances..."

"Cough cough..."

After the loudspeaker played a recorded yell in a loop, a man coughed, and then the man yelled, "That idiot who drives a deer and tiger in front, why don't you stop!"

Chang Er yelled, "Stop your grandma."

The low-quality loudspeaker sounded the piercing sound like a broken gong again: "Zizi... Give up resistance and pull over. This is your only way out. I advise you not to go your own way, and don't drive farther and farther on the wrong road. There will always be times when you run out of oil, and when that happens, I swear I'll stick your head up Tang Youliang's asshole!"

"Who is Tang Youliang?" Chang Er asked Wu Ming with a grin.

Wu Ming shook his head: "I don't know them either, I guess they are the owners of these two deer and tigers."

Another man's voice came out of the loudspeaker: "Damn, why are you stuffing my ass."

"You have a big ass!" said another man.

When Chang Er and Wu Ming heard this, they were keenly aware that there were three people in the opponent's car, while there were only two people in their own car.

The broken voice continued to shout: "Listen to the car in front, my name is Jiang Li, the most beautiful boy in the five cities, the red super genius, my dad's name is Jiang Daqiang, if he is in your car, please don't hurt this poor vegetable, as long as The hostages are safe, everything is easy to talk about!"

What Chang Er heard was that Zhang Er's monk couldn't figure it out, what the hell was going on?

Wu Ming reacted quickly, and muttered in a low voice: "Oh, no wonder they didn't use the secret method to stop the car. It turned out that they were looking for someone and worried about accidentally hurting his father."

"What you said is a misunderstanding, do you want to stop?" Chang Er asked Wu Ming for his opinion.

Wu Ming cast a caring look at the mentally retarded, and said: "The beams are all knotted, do you think they stop, will they treat you to drink Coke, or treat you to eat big ears?"

"Also, haven't you heard his name, Jiang Li!"

"That Jiang Li at the celebration banquet last night, the No. [-] pride in the Five Cities?"

"Who else but him?"

Wu Ming swallowed his saliva and said: "That guy can cast secret spells instantly. Last night, I saw that he cast the Ice and Fire Shuangfeng instantly. It was a mess. If you don't want to die, you can just step on the accelerator and run as fast as you can." !"

Just when the two were trembling with fear, there was a burst of noise from the loudspeaker.

"I wipe it, it's out of oil!"

"Ah? No, I've calculated that the fuel is enough to drive to the first gas station ahead."

"Axi... Hurry up! Go down and push the cart..."