Dc Rage Dragon

Al Swan felt more and more uncomfortable. He felt more and more irritable. This sense of uneasiness originated from the reason he knew that Alex was a musical hero.

I made more than 20 calls to Mark in a row without getting through, and once I was connected, when I was about to say Alex's name, the communication broke down immediately.

Al Swann does not believe that it is the wireless communication service provider's problem.

too suddenly.

In the faintness, he actually felt as if he was being watched, just like he was once catching a cunning drug dealer, and he wanted to drag himself into hell when he died.

"It's Alex! Damn it, it's too fast... how did he cut off my phone communication!"

Al Swann gritted his teeth, gloomy and angry, with blue veins faintly beating in his temples. He knew that Alex had two Ph.Ds in computer repair and mechanical engineering applications at the university, but he did not expect that Alex could cut off his communication in such a short time.

The technical content of this hacking is not low.

Al Swan's heart flashed through the shadows. He didn't want Alex, on the contrary, he hoped it was the failure of the communication service provider. But how worried he was, there was always Alex's disgusting handsome face appearing in his heart, which made his heart heavy and crushed a big stone.

Al Swan hurriedly stepped on the accelerator. Ford Mercury has been driven by him to a speed of more than 100 kilometers per hour. This is the road leading to the cross-sea bridge. There are many vehicles coming and going at a speed of more than 100 kilometers per hour. , The highest speed that has been able to reach.

Every pore on Al Swan's body bursts with fiery and impatient anxiety, his body is already greasy and sweaty against the inner lining, his eyes are anxious and gloomy, staring at the traffic ahead, wishing to step on the accelerator and push them. Bump all away and let yourself go fast.

But this is impossible. A crash will only make you slower.

'boom…'

The faint sound of the locomotive's engine came from driving far behind.

The windows of the Ford Mercury were not closed, and the cold wind of late autumn had been blowing in, bringing a trace of calmness to his hot and irritable mood.

At this moment, when he heard the sound of the locomotive engine, Al Swan's heart clenched, his fingers on the steering wheel were stiff, and his eyes squinted in the rearview mirror with awe-inspiring expression.

Sure enough, in the rearview mirror, Alex appeared in a silver-black locomotive.

He didn't wear a helmet, his black hair flew backwards indiscriminately in the air, and the cold wind blew his coat up and fluttered, making his face particularly cold. His eyes were cold and Ice, staring without any emotion. Al Swann’s vehicle is catching up.

"Damn it! It's really him!"

Al Swann's heart jumped with fear, and when he met Alex's eyes in the rearview mirror, he couldn't help but shocked, and his heart came out with fear: He is going to kill me!

Only by killing himself can his identity be kept secret!

Al Swann’s heart was about to jump out of his throat, and his eyes flicked through the rearview mirror in terror, staring at the traffic flow ahead. When he saw that he was about to enter the cross-sea bridge, he stepped on the accelerator and drove the car to At a speed of 150 per hour, he quickly turned a corner, and the tire chirps slipped and rubbed a few black marks, and directly passed a white Honda, forcibly occupied the road, and drove up toward the cross-sea bridge.

Ford Mercury seemed crazy. He went up to the sea bridge, refueled, and drove directly to 230 kilometers per hour, and began to drive at high speed against the air currents on the banks of the Missouri River.

The icy autumn wind slapped Alex’s face randomly, black hair flew in the cold wind, Alex’s eyes flashed with cold colors, lying on the silver-black locomotive, staring coldly. Al Swann’s Ford Mercury, the locomotive accelerated again, and chased it along the railing of the sea-crossing bridge.

Unlike the Ford Mercury barely overtaking in the traffic, the speed is only 230 kilometers per hour, Alex drove directly to 300 kilometers per hour without any obstacles beside the guardrail, and has begun to gradually approach the Ford Mercury.

Al Swann was driving frantically, avoiding, and hitting several cars, but did not slow down. Instead, he continued to accelerate again with a hideous face. During the high-speed driving, he held his breath tightly and hung his fear. The anxious heart glanced at the rearview mirror, and couldn't help but feel more Ice in his heart.

I saw Alex driving a silver-black locomotive, driving at high speed by the guardrail, getting bigger and bigger under the rearview mirror, but ten seconds would be enough to catch up with him.

Al Swan's heart was cold as winter water from a well showered from his head, causing him to tremble in the driving position.

At the moment.

Sudden!

A Hummer suddenly hit the side from the opposite side of the Ford Mercury, pulling out an unpleasant tire sound, and hitting the side of the Ford Mercury.

When Al Swann was overturning, he glanced at the driver on the Hummer, his eyes widened, his head thinking as if he jumped away from the lantern, thinking of Sneek's words.

"I will make everyone disappear!"

"It turns out that I am also on the disappearing list!"

Al Swan's unwilling anger suddenly rose from his heart.

'boom! ’

The strong power directly knocked the Ford Mercury and rolled, and a large area was recessed on the side of the co-pilot, which almost fell into Al Swan's face. The whole car rolled over twice, scratching the ground and sparking sparks. Finally, it was parked upside down and hung on the guardrail. The fuel tank began to leak unpleasant gasoline. Just fell from the cross-sea powerhouse.

Alex braked in time, pressed the high-speed locomotive, pulled a few meters long tire mark, stood up and saw Al Swan's dizzy look.

Alex's face was cold and he stared at Al Swan contemplatively.

It seems that even God is helping himself.

Al Swann crashed this time...

It's definitely best to die on the spot, not to die, to enter the hospital, Alex also has a way to make him a vegetative, never speaking.

After Alex Wei thinks, it seems to decide the fate of Al Swann.

Just when he wanted to step forward and play a black hand in the name of rescue, he paused.

Suddenly, that crashed into Al Swan’s Hummer, and a tall black man with thick lips in a black vest came down. He got out of the car and quickly picked up a Ruger MP-9 from the passenger seat. Submachine gun.

Alex's eyes were drenched, is Road Fury so terrible now? Hit someone and took out a submachine gun...

Sure enough, the thick-lipsed black man picked up the submachine gun, took a rough aim, and hurriedly shot bullets.

At the shapeshifting vehicle of Ford Mercury, there were continuous gunshots.

The black man with thick lips was not good at marksmanship, or he was impatient. A lot of bullets were hit in the empty space, and they shot at the driving position on the other side.

The sound of gunshots awakened Al Swan’s survival obsession. Al Swan was in the car, his head confused, dizzy, and he seemed to see the rapids of the river under the bridge, and he leaned forward vigorously. , The whole body leaned forward and threw down.

The half of the car body that was originally in suspension was on the outside, maintaining a delicate balance. The Ford Mercury, which almost fell from the cross-sea powerhouse, was forced to lean forward at this time, directly banging out of balance and falling down.

"Damn!"

The black man with thick lips saw the vehicle falling and yelled. The submachine gun in his hand was continuously shooting at the broken vehicle. He quickly shot out the bullets and took a fierce look at each hiding behind the vehicle and running far away. Passersby.

In particular, he glared at Alex, who was not afraid of death and was still standing indifferently watching the show, and quickly ran back to his Hummer, turned, smashed the surrounding vehicles, and drove away.

As Alex watched the black man with thick lips leave, he walked to the guardrail of the sea-crossing bridge and peered down to observe.

Only saw the rear of the Ford Mercury thrust into the river gruntingly.

suddenly.

Alex jumped and jumped directly off the sea-crossing bridge. The jump was decisive and powerful. The angle was right, the height was 47 meters, the posture was graceful in the air, there was no tumbling, no turning, and the speed was right. When entering the water, his body was perpendicular to the surface of the water. The splash is very small, like a dolphin jumping into the sea.

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