Legendary FBI Detective

"It's a Molotov cocktail!"

Seeing the specific appearance of those bottles clearly in the parabola in the air, Roan's face was very ugly, and he hurriedly carried Mona to the opposite direction of the car.

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

boom!

In the next second, several large bottles landed heavily, and orange flames rose instantly.

In the blink of an eye, the passer-by cars that Roan and Mona had just avoided, as well as the newspaper office next to them, were quickly engulfed in flames, and there were instant exclamations and screams in the newspaper office.

"Fu-k!"

Getting up quickly from the ground, Roan looked at the back of the car, greeted the family members in that car, and then hurriedly turned his gaze to Mona underneath:

"Are you OK?"

"I'm fine!"

Mona shook her head, feeling the heat from the direction of her thighs, and looked back at where she was standing just now. If Roan hadn't pulled her into her arms just now, Mona felt that she might have been burned by now.

All this happened so fast that she didn't even have time to react. Mona turned her head and looked at Roan with gratitude.

"It's fine!"

Roan grinned, hurriedly took Mona's hand to lift her up from the ground, and then quickly ran to the SUV not far away.

There happened to be a NYPD patrolman on another street not far away. Seeing the flames soaring here, he hurriedly drove here in a police car.

Knowing the situation from Mona, the patrolman immediately called the nearby colleagues for support, and Roan also drove the SUV parked not far away at this time:

"Mona! Get in the car!"

"OK!"

As Mona closed the passenger door, the SUV rushed out like an arrow.

After briefly describing the appearance of the gray car, Roan then asked:

"Where is the other party now?"

Mona on the co-pilot picked up the laptop from the front, tapped the keyboard quickly, and quickly found the other party:

"Turn right at the intersection ahead! Go straight for 600 meters and turn right at that intersection!"

"OK!"

Turning the steering wheel, the SUV quickly drove into another road. Before the intersection in the mouth, Roan suddenly noticed something and raised his eyebrows:

"Which road they're taking is a one-way street?"

"That's right!"

Mona nodded, then turned her head in doubt:

"What are you going to do?"

Roan grinned and stepped on the gas pedal to the bottom:

"Stop chasing! Go directly in front of them and intercept them!"

After all, the SUV quickly drove into another road.

After overtaking the cars on the road at several unimaginable angles, leaving a shocked eyeball, Roan successfully led Mona to the end of the one-way street before the gray car.

Parking the SUV not far away, Roan and Mona immediately took out their pistols and rushed towards the one-way street. Seeing the gray car coming in this direction, they raised their pistols at the same time and aimed at each other, shouting loudly:

"parking!"

"Stop immediately!"

There were three people in the gray car. The white young man in the co-pilot was shocked when he saw Roan and Mona:

"Fu-k! How did they get ahead of us?"

"who cares!"

The young Caucasian driver gritted his teeth, not only did not intend to stop, but instead stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, causing the gray car to hit Roan and Mona at a faster speed.

Seeing this, Roan and Mona immediately pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Mona's main attack was the windshield of the cab in front of the gray car, while Roan's target was the left and right tires in front of the gray car.

boom! boom! boom!

bang bang bang—

After several gunshots, the windshield of the gray car was shattered but no one was injured, but the two front tires had all been scrapped.

Mona raised her eyebrows:

"Nice job! Roan!"

The guy on the co-pilot of the gray car had fear written all over his face, while the driver had a ferocious face, trying his best to control the car to move straight forward.

However, the scrapped tire caused the inside to come into contact with the ground to emit sparks, and the car still drove to the oblique side out of his control.

Seeing this, another middle-aged Caucasian man in the backseat of the car opened the door and jumped out of the car. After rolling a few times on the ground, he got up and ran.

Roan saw this guy's movement and figure clearly, but now that the gray car had hit the two of them, Roan and Mona immediately got up and jumped to the side of the gray car's path.

In the next second, the gray car slammed into the wall of a shop on the side of the road, making a big hole in the wall.

Holding a weapon, Mona walked quickly to the side of the co-pilot in a vigilant posture, directly knocking out the white young man on the co-pilot, but she didn't see the driver, and immediately shouted:

"Roan! Be careful! I didn't..."

boom! boom! boom! boom!

Before Mona finished speaking, four gunshots rang out from the side of the car, followed by Roan's familiar voice:

"The driver has been solved. Take care of these two people. I will catch the one who escaped!"

When Mona moved to the other side of the car, she found a white young man lying on the ground with bullets in both legs and arms, wailing loudly, and Roan's figure had completely disappeared.

"Damn it, it's like this again!"

Kicking the whining white youth unconscious and handcuffed, Mona's face was filled with worry, and she immediately took out her mobile phone and said:

"William, this is Mona, send someone to help immediately!

In addition, find out the identities of the three people who attacked Roan and me as quickly as possible! "

On the other side, Roan had already run to the place where the middle-aged Caucasian man jumped off the car, and then chased him along the left side where he fled.

On the left side is a long alleyway, in addition to the messy garbage, there are many small umbrellas filled with unknown white liquid.

When Luo An entered the alley, the middle-aged white man had already run two-thirds of the alleyway.

Looking back to check the situation, the middle-aged white man was shocked when he saw Roan's figure:

"Shit! How is this guy so fast?"

After judging the distance between the two sides, Roan was about to lift the Glock 18. At this moment, the middle-aged white man suddenly took out two glass bottles from his pocket and threw them towards the road between them.

Snapped! Snapped!

The moment the glass bottle fell to the ground, an orange-red fire burst into flames instantly, blocking Roan's way forward.

"It's Molotov cocktails again."

Luo An's face was gloomy, and the middle-aged white man grinned, then turned and ran forward.

It's just that the middle-aged white man ran a little slower this time. After all, there were Molotov cocktails blocking the pursuers. He didn't believe that Luo An dared to risk being burned to death to catch him.

Soon, the middle-aged white man ran to the end of the alley, and when he was about to look back at the fire he had lit with a smile, a voice suddenly came from behind him:

"Why did you stop? Keep running!"

"What?"

The middle-aged white man's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly turned around, only to see Roan rushing towards him unharmed with a background of blazing flames.

What kind of monster is this guy? How did he get over the flames?

The middle-aged white man had a hellish expression on his face, but before he could speak, Roan had already run not far from him.

Immediately afterwards, Roan stepped on the ground with both feet, and rushed towards the middle-aged white man like a cannonball.

The middle-aged white man's brain was running fast, and just as he was about to turn around to avoid it, Roan's knee was already in front of him.

Boom!

The knee hit his chest, and the severe pain came suddenly. The eyes of the middle-aged white man turned red, and then he slammed into the wall behind him hard, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.