Ke Xue: Ai-chan and I have an agreement

At night, white snow falls from the sky.

On the ground, a white Ford was speeding along the road like a wild horse, and the friction between its wheels and the ground made a sharp and harsh sound.

Several black Mercedes-Benz cars followed closely behind it, like a group of hungry wolves chasing it.

"Brother, what should we do now?" asked Vodka, who was sitting in the passenger seat.

Gin's face was as gloomy as water, his eyes fixed on the front, calmly observing the road conditions and the surrounding environment.

He glanced at the oil gauge and saw that the needle was approaching the red line and there was very little oil left.

After a moment of silence, Gin said coldly, "Contact the peripheral members of the winery and tell them to drive over immediately to intercept these annoying flies."

"I'll lead them in circles around this area, and we have to move quickly."

Vodka nodded, quickly pulled his cell phone out of his jacket pocket and dialed a number.

After the call ended, he turned to Gin and said, "Brother, everything has been arranged. They will be here soon."

Gin nodded slightly to show that he understood.

Then, relying on his superb driving skills, he kept changing lanes, making sharp turns, and drove in circles on these streets with the vehicles behind him.

He cleverly used various road obstacles and passing vehicles to try to get rid of the pursuers, but those Mercedes-Benz cars kept chasing him.

This thrilling chase gradually attracted the attention of passers-by. People stopped to watch and couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

Of course, there were also caring citizens who called the Metropolitan Police Department’s Traffic Department.

But for Gin who is in the middle of it, every second of time now seems to be unusually long.

Just as the Ford's fuel level was about to run out and the alarm sounded, several cars of different shapes drove out from different intersections.

And with an extremely sophisticated coordination method, they successfully blocked the road between the vehicle driven by Gin and the FBI who were chasing closely behind.

Seeing his support arriving, Gin turned the steering wheel without hesitation, changed the direction, and quickly fled the scene.

The FBI pursuers could only watch Gin going further and further away, their hearts filled with regret and anger, and many of them couldn't help but slap the steering wheel hard.

The cars in front of them were stopping and starting as if they were competing to see whose car was more cool.

Disregard traffic laws.

Gin and Vodka both breathed a sigh of relief after getting rid of the pursuers behind them.

It’s a pity for that Porsche, it’s Gin’s favorite car.

At this moment, Gin suddenly realized something and felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart.

Almost instinctively, he made a split-second decision and swerved the steering wheel.

There was a crisp "bang" sound, and the windshield shattered, and a bullet flew in through the car window.

Fortunately, Gin reacted quickly enough and was not hit by the sudden attack.

But Vodka, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was not so lucky. The bullet hit his arm squarely and then embedded deeply into the seat.

Vodka suddenly felt a sharp pain. He subconsciously covered his injured arm, with a painful expression on his face.

Someone is sniping!

Gin's mind raced. He caught a glimpse of a Toyota car carrying a family of four approaching from the corner of his eye, and an idea came to his mind in an instant.

He stepped on the accelerator and without hesitation, he moved the front of his car close to the rear of the Toyota.

At the same time, on the roof of a building 500 meters away from the road, Shuichi Akai was lying quietly, covered with a thin layer of snow.

Apparently, he's been here for a while.

Seeing that the first shot failed to hit the target, Shuichi Akai did not show any emotion.

Because he knew exactly what kind of man he was facing.

Cruel, cold, cunning, suspicious, brave and resourceful.

He cocked the gun, aimed again, and pulled the trigger.

The second bullet shot out from the gun barrel, with a tail, cutting through the sky and flying straight towards the target.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the right rear wheel of the Ford car suddenly exploded, instantly creating a distance between it and the Toyota car.

The car shook violently and Gin managed to steady it with great difficulty.

But before he could catch his breath, the third bullet came.

And this time, the bullet was aimed at himself.

Gin twisted his body and then felt a sharp pain. The bullet hit him squarely in the shoulder.

He reached out and pressed his wound, his facial expression unchanged, as if this minor injury was not a big deal.

It was this shot that allowed Gin to keenly capture the location of Shuichi Akai.

He acted decisively, stepped on the accelerator, and the car sped out like an arrow.

At the same time, he quickly turned the steering wheel, swung the front of the car, and decisively turned on the taillights.

The flickering light seemed to be provoking Shuichi Akai, or it seemed to be deliberately creating chaos in an attempt to disrupt his vision.

As expected, the fourth bullet fired by Shuichi Akai lost its accuracy due to the influence of the taillights of the car and missed Gin and Vodka.

Seeing this, a cunning look flashed in Gin's eyes, and he knew that he had made the right bet.

Such cold weather is already a test for snipers, and this series of interferences is added to the mix.

As long as there was an opportunity, he and Vodka would have a chance to escape.

And now, the opportunity has arisen.

Seizing this fleeting opportunity, he and Vodka jumped out of the car at lightning speed and ran to the other side of the road.

When they were near the guardrail, the two men did not hesitate at all and nimbly climbed over the railing.

Suddenly, the fifth bullet came accurately and hit Gin again.

Gin fell down uncontrollably.

They saw a narrow and turbulent river below them. The water was flowing very fast, so they dived into the river.

It soon disappeared.

However, now for Gin and Vodka, this river is the best way for them to escape.

Shuichi Akai calmly watched the two people successfully escape from the predicament, the expression on his handsome face remained consistent and without any ripples.

It seemed that he had expected their escape.

Then, he skillfully put away the pistol and reached out to grope for a thick black coat from the cold snow.

He shook his coat gently, and the snowflakes piled on it fell off.

Then he quickly put his coat on.

After doing all this, Akai Shuichi reached into his pocket and took out a cell phone.

Then I found Judy's number and typed a short message.

After sending the message, he put the phone back in his pocket.

Immediately afterwards, Shuichi Akai raised his head and looked at the traffic jam on the road caused by Gin's abandoned car.

He stared for a moment, then turned and slowly walked downstairs. The sound of his footsteps was particularly clear in the silent and cold environment.

Shiina Yuichi, are you a qualified partner?