When he lay down, the gunshots had stopped. A white man on a Cadillac was also confused and looked at the BMW that rushed out to block the gun. When he couldn't find the target, some cars stopped directly on the chaotic streets, some turned to the nearby opposite lane, some turned backward, and people who were unable to brake were still rushing at high speed.

Bang ~

Bang bang ~

The roads in this area soon became the scene of a large bumper car collision.

Neither the hotel car Fukuyama Katsuhei and Lao Wang were in or the Cadillac who were sitting in a white gunman, they were not spared.

A few minutes later, after a moment of bumpy collision, Fukuyama Katsuhei felt the car stabilize and then hurriedly looked up.

Wait until he watched and looked around, then he looked at Lao Wang, who was covering his head and chest, and two checks fell to the ground. Fushan grabbed the two checks and pushed open the car door...

"Hey, no, although we were hit several times, we actually... we arrived at the most edge of the car accident scene, and there is still a road?"

He found that his car was hit by the outermost periphery by a subtle coincidence, and the body of the car was deformed several times, but it was not a big deal.

The driver just needs to continue starting.

On the contrary, several cars overturned in the opposite lane, including a foreigner holding a gun in his hand, whose body was deformed by the overturn.

Fukuyama Katsupei quickly got on the bus and urged the driver to drive.

The driver started the car with a confused look on his face and continued driving. He actually wanted to call the police, but he couldn't resist Fukuyama and gave him several 10,000 yen bills.

After a few minutes, Lao Wang calmed down and spoke with uncertainty, "Is the gunman just now here to deal with you?"

Fukuyama Katsuhei looked suspicious, "I don't know, it's important to catch the plane."

The white gunman came to kill him? Lao Wang and the capable young man in the passenger seat were not arranged by President Zhao. The one who suddenly overtakes and blocks the bullets for him is General Zhao’s subordinate?

It’s not that what is the virtue of Fukuyama’s victory? Is it worthy of Commander Zhao’s younger brother blocking the gun and protecting him?

Lao Wang looked at Fukuyama Katsupei and then looked at the driver, and he wanted to get off the bus.

Before he could say anything, the young man in the passenger seat changed his face again and said, "Snap quickly and take the S route..."

The driver said angrily, "There are so many such bustling road cars..."

The young man in the passenger seat shouted wildly, "There is a helicopter chasing him!!"

The driver was confused, Fukuyama Katsuhira was confused, and when Lao Wang turned around, he saw a helicopter flying from the air behind. The helicopter was spinning and flying sideways. On the seat with a seat belt tied, a white ghost guy was carrying an M72, as if he was aiming at something?

Huh? That's not aiming at our car, right?

After a few seconds of confusion, the car was driving, and the person aiming did not pull the trigger at will. Old Wang grabbed Katsuhei Fukuyama in horror, "Damn, who are you? What's wrong?"

He just wanted to find someone to send a message to Mr. Zhao to save his granddaughter and granddaughter.

What a fucking thing, the car was driving on the road, and someone was shooting with a gun in the opposite lane. What the helicopter is now paired with an M72?
Chapter completed!