"Bang! Boom—"
The two cars collided with a deafening crash.
The black car was pushed by the Lincoln and slid sideways towards the bridge railing. The car door was severely dented. The Gatling gun mounted on the window in the back seat was thrown to the ground by the instantaneous impact, and the power supply to the base was disconnected. The long magazine hung on the car door, and the wheels rubbed violently against the ground.
The black-clad killers in the car lunged forward out of inertia, and then all fell backwards, stacking up on top of each other.
Bella, who had stepped on the accelerator to hit them, quickly jumped out of the car a second before the front of the car hit them, and rolled towards the road in a position to minimize injuries.
Tang Xili and Yong Zhixu in the back seat jumped out of the car before her.
After jumping out of the car, Tang Xili rolled twice on the ground, and quickly stood up with her cleverness. She took out two black compact pistols from the wallets on both sides of her waist, one on the left and one on the right. She moved nimbly and ran straight to the black car that had stopped.
There were six people in the car, all of them were professional killers, but they were still dizzy after being hit by Lincoln's reckless collision.
When the car stopped and they steadied themselves, they suddenly heard a slight noise above their heads, as if the roof of a car had flipped over.
The next moment, a voice with a lazy smile came from the right side of them where they hadn't been hit by the dent. "You've chased me so hard, how about I treat you to a bullet?"
The fluent and casual English made several people's eyes change and they reached out to draw their guns.
Unexpectedly, his hand just fell on the gun on his waist, but before he could take it out, the woman opened fire.
Accompanied by the unstoppable gunfire, several people in the car were shot in the head and killed in a few seconds.
After the killing, Tang Xili blew on the hot muzzle of the gun and put the gun back into the wallet at her waist.
After taking two steps, she suddenly remembered Yong Zhixu who jumped out of the car with her. Is he okay?
Just as he was about to go around two scrapped vehicles to look for someone, at this moment, the man shouted urgently, "Be careful--"
Tang Xili's eyes flashed, and she heard a sound of breaking air behind her.
She rushed forward, bent down and lunged forward, and a sharp axe blade flashing with cold light brushed against her windbreaker and swung out. At the same time, the sound of the motorcycle engine scraped across her eardrums.
When Tang Xili stood up, she saw a black motorcycle flash by and stop a hundred meters away. There were two men in helmets on the motorcycle, and the man swinging the axe was the one on the back seat.
She drew her gun, and gunshots rang out the next second. The two men on the motorcycle fell to the ground. Looking back, they saw that they were killed by Yong Zhixu.
"Buzz--" At this time, more motorcycle engine sounds came from the west of the overpass. Tang Xili tilted her head and saw that under the golden sun, more than 20 motorcycles carrying killers with submachine guns were rushing towards them at lightning speed.
"Oh, that's quite a lot." She sneered, bent her knees, and ran towards the parked motorcycle.
When she was halfway through the race, she heard a horn from the side, and a red Ferrari supercar drifted 280 degrees and roared to a stop beside her.
"Get in the car!" The man in the driver's seat drove with one hand, fastened his seat belt with the other, and at the same time stretched his long legs across and kicked open the passenger door.
Tang Xili didn't hesitate for a second, jumped into the passenger seat, closed the door, and fastened her seat belt in one go.
The veins on Yong Zhixu's hands bulged as he gripped the joystick. He changed gears, stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, turned the steering wheel, first reversed, and then drove in the opposite direction.
The car was going extremely fast, and the supercar was like an arrow shot from a bow. With a "whoosh", it disappeared into the traffic.
A fierce hail of bullets arrived at the place where Tang Xili had just stood in the next second, turning the innocent vehicles parked in front into sieves.
The entire bridge was in chaos, with constant gunfire and smoke. Passing vehicles consciously avoided and drove to both sides.
Bella turned around, got into the broken Lincoln with a deformed bumper and hood, started the car, and chased in the direction of the motorcycle that whizzed by.
When she was about to catch up with the last two trailing motorcycles, she gritted her teeth and crashed into them.
"Boom--" The wheels of the two locomotives shook, collided with each other out of control, and caused a huge explosion.
Bella bypassed the explosion area and continued driving forward. A figure running on the side of the road caught her attention. A man in a Bulgari plaid shirt and shorts was shouting in English: "My car, my car..."
He got out of the car to smoke a cigarette, and the Ferrari LaFerrari he had just picked up was stolen.
Bella glanced at the man, reached out and took out a business card from the drawer box in the car, and threw it to him as she passed by him, "Go to this address and I'll give you double compensation."
Throwing down the business card, Bella continued chasing the line of motorcycles and opened her address book to redeploy. "Calling the Eagle Team. Evelyn is riding in a red Lafayette and is being pursued by ten motorcycles. She is about to get off the Brooklyn Bridge and needs support. Eagle Team, please reply."
"Eagle Team received and is in position."
"Eight minutes to rescue, act now."
"yes!"
At the other end of the bridge, Yong Zhixu turned the steering wheel and weaved through the traffic.
The car speed reached 200 miles per hour, and every time it turned a corner, the tires made a sharp sound as they scraped against the ground.
Behind, a convoy of motorcycles was chasing closely, and bullets continuously hit the metal body of the Ferrari, making crackling sounds like cannons.
Tang Xili lowered the car window, leaned out, pulled out his gun and fired back.
"Boom..." The driver of the locomotive in front was hit on the arm by her. He felt a pain, the wheel shook, and he was hit by the locomotive coming from behind and flew several meters away. The locomotive was destroyed and the driver died.
The speed is too fast, which is already extreme racing. Once a collision occurs, the impact force of dozens of tons will make it almost impossible to survive.
After killing one person, Tang Xili aimed at the second green motorcycle that appeared.
The person on the back of the motorcycle got there before her and fired a shot.
The bullet flew in the blink of an eye.
Tang Xili suddenly turned her head, and the bullet grazed her hair and hit the rearview mirror.
The mirror shattered into pieces in an instant.
She took out a few bullets, loaded them into the magazine quickly and deftly, closed it, loaded the chamber, and prepared to shoot again.
At this time, the phone in her pocket rang, and the caller was Bella.
"Go ahead." Tang Xili swiped the answer button.
Bella said succinctly, "The Eagle Team has taken action. Please give instructions."
Tang Xili glanced at the intersection ahead. Turning right was the villa area with spacious grounds. There were mostly buildings on the left, making it difficult to fight.
"I'll locate them. Please contact Admiral Bart in Manhattan and tell his air force to stop causing trouble."
"I know. I'll call you right away."
When he hung up, the car had already reached an intersection. Yong Zhixu asked, "Which way?"
"On the right." After saying that, Tang Xili opened the contact information with the Flying Eagle Group and sent out the location.
The car turned right, got off the bridge, and turned into the wide road on the right.
The green plants on both sides of the road quickly retreated, and more than 20 motorcycles also turned and caught up.
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