The destination was the West Wharf, which was also the graveyard that Nie Zhao had prepared for Gui Tou Rong.
He was supposed to lead Sam to run, but he had personal feelings and acted impulsively. Knowing that Nie Yao would get out of the car early, he was afraid that Gui Tou Rong would shoot Nie Yao, so he drove the car very fast.
Undoubtedly, Nie Zhao understood Liang Lisheng the best, and he used his own words to shut the old man up, leaving him speechless.
We're almost at the West Wharf, a government-owned wharf that is currently leased by the Nie family. It's a small wharf specifically for unloading pearls, gold, and precious jewels.
That was also the most open space in the entire Qianwan area of Xiangjiang Island.
Liang Lisheng finally calmed down and slowed down. Sam caught up with him, and the two cars drove side by side.
Just then, Chen Rou's phone rang. Secretary An shouted, "Miss Chen, we're only two kilometers away from the West District Wharf, but Second Master is disobedient and has already gotten out of the car!"
Chen Rou immediately grabbed another phone and said to Liang Lisheng, "You only have one minute to prepare. I'll keep an eye on Gui Tou Rong's red 911. The rest of the people are yours, Uncle Liang... Remember not to act rashly."
Song Yuanchao handed Chen Rou the gun at the opportune moment and asked, "Can you complete the shooting on the street?"
Chen Rou took the gun and said, "I can try, but I don't think I'll hit the target."
Song Yuanchao only then realized the disadvantage of his poor spoken English and was so anxious that he scratched his head. However, Chen Rou had worked with the Interpol police before, so her spoken English was of course up to standard. She said to Sam, "If I can't hit Gui Tou Rong, even if you have to destroy this car, you have to force Gui Tou Rong into the West District dock. You absolutely can't let him get away!"
Sam didn't say anything, he just gave a thumbs up.
Even as they were talking, the battlefield was already in sight, and a fierce battle had begun.
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Let's go back to Nie Yao's side and rewind three minutes.
Secretary An didn't want to let Nie Yao out of the car, but Nie Yao had scratched his head, pulled out his hair, and shattered his glasses. He couldn't take it anymore and slammed on the brakes, saying, "Second Master, you must, you must be careful!"
The Taiwanese guy was also yelling: "Someone's following us! See that 911? They're going to kill you!"
Nie Yao hadn't eaten for three days, and coupled with his imprisonment, his body was extremely weak.
He went from a wealthy young man to a prisoner, and after being imprisoned for so long, he not only harbored hatred but also had a strong will to survive. Combined, his strength was immense. As soon as the central locking system opened, he pushed open the car door.
Before getting off the bus, he didn't forget to say, "Tell Ah Zhao, as long as I'm alive, I'll come back and kill him!"
This was the expressway adjacent to the coastline. He had just put one foot on the ground when he heard a piercing horn blare. A dump truck, accompanied by a gust of wind, swept past his feet, and the powerful blast of steam slammed against the door, luring him into the truck.
He gritted his teeth and pushed hard, staggering onto the road.
Swish, swish, swish, whoosh, whoosh, and then three more garbage trucks sped past in succession, their stench so intense that Nie Yao couldn't even open his eyes.
His survival instinct compelled him to try to flag down a car, but seeing that all the passing vehicles were averaging 80 km/h and were all large vehicles, he turned and ran onto the sidewalk, hoping to encounter someone and call the police for help.
He had been imprisoned for too long, and he was weak and unsteady on his feet.
The wind on the fast lane, mixed with the sea breeze, formed a vortex, causing him to sway back and forth, making his run incredibly difficult.
Just as he was struggling to escape, a red Porsche 911 drove up behind him, and like a roaring bolt of lightning, it drifted around him before stopping in front of him.
Secretary An just said almost eight hundred times that a 911 is chasing him.
But Nie Yao didn't listen. Instead, he only hated Nie Zhao and wanted to kill him. Seeing someone stop the car and turn it towards him, he suddenly leaped forward and cried out, "Help me!"
The passenger-side window of the 911 slowly rolled down, revealing a smiling face: "You must be Mr. Nie Zhao?"
"Nie Zhao? No, no, give me the phone number right now, I need to call the police, call the police!" Nie Yao said, staggering forward and lunging towards the passenger window. His knees buckled and he knelt down: "Please, quick, give me the phone number!"
"Tell me who you are first, Nie Zhao, right?" Gui Tou Rong said, pressing the gun against Nie Yao's temple: "Speak quickly!"
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