The journalists with helicopters all had an instant orgasm.

The reporters in the helicopter wanted to hang themselves outside the helicopter and even closer to the equipment in their hands. They wanted to directly hit the three cars with the drama of speed and passion underneath.

At this moment.

George is driving over to the road after all.

After George heard that the suspect had flew over the Manhattan Bridge, he immediately thought of the Dutch Tunnel. Before the New York Police Department could react, he had already changed lanes and rushed towards this side.

even.

George had seen the three colors that were drifting past at the end of the eight hundred miles of street.

boom!

Locke frowned through the rearview mirror and glanced at the expressionless cross sitting in the raptor behind.

MMP!

Brother, you dare not do it head-on, but I dare to do it?

Who gives you the courage?

Locke shook his body, narrowed his eyes, felt the force of the raptors hitting behind him, and thought in his heart, holding the gun's left hand, stretched out directly, and then fired the gun!

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The silver dancer made an instant move, three shots, and the first bullet hit Maserati's right rear wheel, with the second shot followed closely, and the third shot, the same was true.

moment.

Maserati's right rear wheel strikes directly!
Chapter completed!