Hidden Assassin

The flowers are flying, with the most splendid skyscrapers on both sides, the street red sports car in the downtown area of ​​New York is whistling and galloping. In a blink of an eye, it has overtaken the two cars in front and slid into the lane next to it, almost brushing against a black car. Passing by, if you were outside the car, you might still be able to hear the fierce wind breaking when the two cars crossed. When you turned the steering wheel, the sports car with a speed of more than 150 kilometers per hour was thrown out on the road.

Ahead, a car speeded up and slammed into the sideways body.

The light was overwhelming, and in an instant it was so bright that it was dazzling.

"ah--"

She couldn't help but screamed out, the moment the two cars were about to collide, Yahan suddenly turned her head, and in the corner of her eye, the headlights of the car were directly in front of her eyes.

brush--

With only a slight difference, the sports car galloped into the side road at a lightning speed, the car that was speeding past braked immediately, and then there was another chaos in the rear. Just as she was in shock, Yahan took a big gulp of air, leaned against the back of the chair, and in her eyes, countless lights streamed backward.

It is not the first time that such a thrilling and suffocating scene has been seen since driving out of the blocked street.

The initial intersection with green lights on all sides should be regarded as the beginning. Since then, various chase scenes that can only be seen in movies have been staged in front of her eyes one by one. Of course, as an audience, it looks very exciting in the movie, but when you become the protagonist of such a scene, the situation can only make people feel horrible. The speed limit of cars in New York City is basically around fifty-five or sixty-five. This is because there are too many cars on weekdays, and congestion is also extremely common. Although the heavy snow reduces the traffic flow, it also increases the wetness of the road In slippery conditions, when the sports car speeds past at three to four times the high speed, it will definitely not feel exciting, but just desperate.

Countless vehicles swiped by and were thrown far away, and their bodies swayed from side to side from time to time. Because the sports car is passing through the traffic at a very high speed, every overtaking is almost a life-and-death experience, because it feels that as long as there is a slight error in any program, as long as the speed is slightly out of control, a certain part of the sports car will be destroyed. May collide with any object next to it. And at this speed, as long as there is a slight collision, the entire sports car can probably fly.

Especially in such icy and snowy weather, the gripping ability of the wheels has been greatly reduced. Every time when going through a 90-degree or even larger bend, the car can be thrown horizontally for a distance of tens of meters with just a turn of the steering wheel. This is the extreme drift she has only seen on movies before, every turn like this. The huge centrifugal force caused her body to slam to one side, giving her the feeling that the sports car was out of control every time. Each time, however, the sports car moves smoothly onto the next road. Although I have already told myself in my heart not to be afraid. But every time she passed by the oncoming vehicle at the closest distance, she would still turn pale with fright and couldn't help screaming.

No matter how many times you have experienced such a thing, you will never get used to it... I thought in my heart. She couldn't help but look at the man beside her, with sparse blond hair, thin lips, and hooked nose, which was an appearance she was unfamiliar with and definitely not attractive. However, in the case of preconceived cognition, those eyes can give people an extremely sharp and reliable feeling. He didn't look at her, just focused on the road ahead, grasped the steering wheel, and often put down his right hand suddenly, changing gears at a dizzying speed, everything was as if a computer program had been designed, precise and calm. Such a sight can soothe her heart.

In the intercom of the car, occasionally the voices of those bad guys still come out.

"You can't escape. Jian Suyan! This is New York! Not Jianghai."

Perhaps due to the stimulation of certain things, the first thing the walkie-talkie yelled out was actually a very untechnical threat. At that time, the vehicle was passing the Manhattan Bridge, and due to the slight vacancy, the side responded with a sneer of course.

"New York? You mean New York is your territory? Zhuang, Castro just died, let's face it!"

"No matter how Castro is, now you are just fighting alone, no one will help you!"

"Using more than half of the combat power of the entire American branch to block me, I can only say that you are too capable... Then who is in a better situation. The US government is watching you, the FBI and the National Security Agency are watching you, Wisdom Heaven sees You are not pleasing to the eye, when it comes to killing your boss, the efficiency of the miracle of creation is astonishingly fast, and now there is Yanhuang awakening... Ha, an alliance, why did Japanese Pei Luojia assassinate James in Jianghai? Killing him can really plant Yanhuang Awakened? Still thinking about licking Yu Shoucang's ass... you guys

ah! "

"Then we'll see."

Speaking of this matter, Zhuang's tone became particularly gloomy. In fact, creation miraculously belongs to the United States. Even if James went to Jianghai to stand against Yanhuang Awakening, such an assassination method is still too naive. The purpose of Japan's Pei Luojia is naturally to attract the American branch into the water. It's not that Castro, Zhuang, and others don't understand this, but since there is already an intention to cooperate here, some small tricks will naturally be deliberately ignored and pushed along, but they understand in their hearts that it is a time. It is another thing to be told about something. At this time, this walkie-talkie is directly connected to the entire communication network, and being heard by all the killers, his mood will naturally become even worse.

The situation on both sides is very tense, so these conversations are actually separated by a long time. Zhuang's tone is calm and gloomy, and there is some irony here. After the general conversation is over, the man opens the window and turns on the walkie-talkie. Throw it out, and then turn the steering wheel violently.

The rear of the car is thrown forward!

At that moment, the man drew out his pistol and pulled the trigger at the moment when the car was hit horizontally. On the road, the entire sports car spun twice like a top and returned to its original direction. Yahan, who was dazed, screamed and looked behind. A chasing car exploded into a huge fireball, and then was thrown far away.

From the beginning to the present, the entire desperate chase has been going on in New York City for more than forty minutes. Occasionally, police cars can be seen roaring, and then they are thrown away, and the killer's vehicles are chasing back and forth. The car body was shot by guns, and the bullets hit the bulletproof car body, making a thrilling sound. This is definitely the messiest night in New York... she thought to herself.

Passed the Manhattan Bridge into Brooklyn, and then entered Queens with a large number of pursuers. Countless street lights and brilliant buildings flashed past, and then they were left far behind. Soon after, the sports car returned to Manhattan again. . In the wind and snow, Yahan turned around and found something among the buildings blurred by snowflakes.

"That, that...that is..."

I was frightened by my discovery for a while, wanted to remind, but was afraid that I would distract the hearts of those around me, so I said a few words, shut up, and looked at the back of the car for a while, only to hear Voice: "That's not shooting news."

"Well……"

Looking back, the man next to him pulled his right hand sharply, and the speed of the sports car accelerated again, only to hear him say without turning his head: "This is their territory, and the helicopter that has been following is also theirs, otherwise how can these guys Might be so easy to pinpoint our location."

"Then... what shall we do?"

Knowing that her existence could not be of any help, she still asked carefully. Along the way, the killer's vehicle has been chasing back and forth, biting this side tightly, and now I know that there is actually a plane risking to follow in such a snowy day, if not for the traffic lights on the street always changing for inexplicable reasons Go, it is estimated that it is impossible to escape several times of siege. And now, how could a sports car be faster than an airplane...

After a while, a short answer came from beside him: "Let's continue to escape."

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In a few minutes, the Washington Bridge.

Across the two ends of the Hudson River, as one of the main passages in and out of New York, the Washington Bridge has always been regulated to restrict entry but not exit. Near midnight, the orange and green sky set against the entire majestic suspension bridge. In the snowy night, vehicles passed by, but at this end of the bridge, there were as many as a dozen police cars scattered on both sides of the road. On the other side, the siren sounded, and the battle was ready.

The sports car sped forward, and the speed slowed down a little in the dense traffic area, but it was still overtaking, and the helicopter was still closely following behind. Seeing the sports car approaching, the police car started to move.

Two hundred meters, one hundred meters, fifty meters, the distance shortened in a blink of an eye, and Yahan was holding her breath waiting for the conflict between the two sides, but the sports car drove directly past the end of the bridge. Quickly approaching the center, blocking the entrance of the bridge.

The sports car is driving on the bridge, looking around, in the vast snow curtain, the magnificent night view of New York is on both sides of the Hudson River. Although I am not familiar with New York, my mother has also seen it when she went shopping. , Leaving the Washington Bridge, you have already left the scope of the New York City area, and after that, it is New Jersey.

In the sky, the helicopter followed the sports car unrelentingly, flying across the wide river in the snow. That's all there is to it. .