"Is this... here..." A thought flashed through his mind vaguely, with a kind of tiredness that was almost relieved.
The scenery of Chicago, Alfred's calm eyes, the shouts of Fox and the butcher, Eugene's final complex expression... all flashed and faded in his consciousness like fragments.
The edges of his vision began to be swallowed by darkness, leaving only a small patch of light and shadow in front of him, blurred by blood and sweat.
Just as he felt the strength in his arms rapidly fading, the steering wheel was about to slip out of his hands, and the second before his vision completely fell into darkness—
Boom! A completely black jeep without any license plates roared out from a narrow alley on the side, like a black beast released from its cage, with a sharp brake sound!
It swung its rear end precisely and violently, and with a dull "bang", it slammed hard into the side of the front wheel of the Ribbs police car!
The force was so great that it completely stopped the police car, which was on the verge of disintegration, in the middle of the road.
Reeves was thrown forward by inertia and then pulled back into his seat by the seat belt. The severe pain made his vision go black for a short time.
"It's over..." The last thought was completely extinguished.
Ribbs slumped in his chair, his head tilted weakly to one side, his only blurred hearing picking up the thuds of footsteps and shouts outside, preparing to face the final end.
The jeep's door flung open, and a tall figure in a black hoodie jumped out, moving as swiftly as a cheetah.
He rushed to the driver's seat of the police car and roughly pulled open the twisted and deformed door.
A slightly weathered but extremely resolute face, now filled with anxiety, appeared in Ribs's gradually blurred vision - it was the "Ao Guanhai" that had disappeared for a long time and was believed by everyone to have completely disappeared!
"Brother! Hold on!" Ao Guanhai's voice appeared in Ribs's chaotic consciousness, "Don't give in to your fate! Follow me!"
No time to explain, no hesitation.
Ao Guanhai's strong arm reached directly into the car and dragged Ribs' heavy body out of the deformed driver's seat.
Reeves vaguely felt a familiar force supporting him and dragging him away from the wreckage of the police car that exuded the smell of death.
"Get in the car!" Ao Guanhai growled, stuffing Reeves into the spacious back seat of the black jeep. At the same time, the shrill sirens of several police cars blared around the corner, their dazzling lights piercing the night.
Ao Guanhai slammed the car door and jumped back into the driver's seat.
The steering wheel turned, and the accelerator was instantly stepped on as deep as possible! The specially modified jeep engine let out a dull and powerful roar, and like a black arrow released from a bow, it rushed out madly at the moment before the police cars completed the encirclement!
"Report! The target was picked up by an unknown vehicle!", "Chase! Black unlicensed jeep!" The police radio was filled with noise.
The helicopter in the sky immediately turned around, its searchlight fixed on the jeep, and several police cars, sirens blaring, gave chase.
A higher-speed, more dangerous chase unfolds on the streets of New York late at night.
Ao Guanhai seemed to know the city's complex alleys and underground passages like the back of his hand.
He has extremely skilled driving skills, and the Jeep also demonstrates excellent performance and strong bulletproof capabilities.
After a few hair-raising extreme turns and lane changes, he slammed the car into the entrance of a long and narrow underground tunnel, temporarily shaking off the helicopter's pursuit.
The lights in the tunnel are dim.
As Ao Guanhai steered the vehicle through the tunnel at high speed, he quickly pulled out a prepaid phone, dialed a short number, and said just two words: "I'm here!"
He glanced back at Ribs in the back seat.
"Hold on, big brother..." Ao Guanhai whispered, without releasing the accelerator at all.
A few minutes later, the jeep rushed out of the tunnel, but instead of returning to the bustling streets, it turned into an abandoned industrial area near the port.
Behind a huge rusty gantry crane, there was a seemingly ordinary white van parked with the "City Express" logo printed on the side.
The jeep came to a screeching halt behind the truck.
The rear door of the truck slid open silently, and two men, also wearing dark work clothes and looking shrewd, jumped out quickly.
They exchanged glances with Ao Guanhai, then rushed to the back of the jeep in unison. They carefully lifted the unconscious Reeves out and quickly and smoothly transferred him to the back of the truck. Inside, there was a clean stretcher mat, clearly prepared in advance.
Ao Guanhai took a last look at the direction of the faint helicopter sound coming from the sky, his eyes cold.
He quickly jumped into the driver's seat and drove the black jeep into a hidden bunker nearby that had been cleverly built with used containers and covered with tarpaulin.
Then he swiftly got into the passenger seat of the white truck.
The truck's doors closed, and the engine started. Like a true delivery vehicle, it smoothly drove out of the industrial area, merged into the increasingly busy morning traffic outside the port, and disappeared completely.
However, when a large number of police cars and Secret Service vehicles, accompanied by police dogs and fully armed, rushed into the industrial area for a thorough search, they saw only rusted steel, empty spaces, and the cold sea breeze from the port.
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