Chapter 402

"Hurry up, bald man, drive the car, I probably can last a while, otherwise you wait to take my body back."

The repairman, whose marksmanship was mediocre and whose kung fu was all on his hands and feet, faced Carlos from a long distance, and could only shout at the gunmaker without ambition.

"Damn it, you can't, won't you drive away and lure Carlos away by the way? Idiot."

"Huh?" The repairman froze for a second, then immediately shouted, "Understood."

It's a pity that as soon as he had this idea and acted on it, Carlos who followed behind him seemed to know it immediately. Holding the gun in his left hand, he stretched out the window and flicked it. The bullet immediately hit the mechanic's left front tire.

A vehicle traveling at high speed has a flat tire, which is no different from courting death. The car with the burst front wheel seemed to be slammed by a giant, rolling and rolling directly.

Fortunately, he was lucky. After the out-of-control car rolled a few times, it fell directly into the Hudson River in New York, and he saved his life.

The gun maker who had come to support saw all this, turned around and drove towards Fox without thinking, and distracted Carlos so that he would not go to the repairman for reinforcements.

The second gun maker knew that if he went to Carlos alone, it was no different from courting death. He had a chance of survival only when he met Fox, who was only a little worse than Carlos in skill.

And his sharp turn was quickly discovered by Carlos, who also turned around and chased after him.

Fortunately, the gun maker's car is also a sports car, and the distance between them was several hundred meters. This acceleration made Carlos, who only drove an ordinary pickup truck, unable to get close to the effective shooting distance of the pistol for a while. .

After chasing for half a minute, Carlos suddenly turned and disappeared from the sight of the gun maker. The gun maker who saw the situation from the rearview mirror immediately shouted to Fox, "Carlos may be looking for you, be careful."

"Don't worry, New York is so big, how could he find me in such a short time", Fox, who had seen Wesley, replied with a smile, "I have found my target, we will meet at xx Street later."

"Understood." Hearing that Wesley had been found, the gun maker heaved a sigh of relief and turned to go to xx Avenue as Fox said.

The panic-stricken Wesley probably lived in New York for too long, even if he escaped, he would not dare to run into those alleys,

He only dared to follow the main road all the way, and ran away with all his strength for a few minutes. His chest felt like it was going to burst open, so he had to slow down.

This slowing down, seldom exercising, and excessive physical exertion, he suddenly felt uncomfortable all over his body, as if he was about to die.

Fortunately, he also knew that under such circumstances, he could not stop or sit down, but walked slowly with his dizzy head.

Not long after walking, the roar of a sports car came from far and near.

Wesley hadn't seen his one-meter red sports car clearly when he heard a somewhat anxious female voice, "Get in the car, you're not out of danger yet."

"what?"

Without waiting for Wesley to hesitate, Fox directly opened the co-pilot's door, "Get in the car if you don't want to die."

Seeing clearly that it was the beauty who rescued him in the restaurant, Wesley didn't hesitate long before he saw a pickup truck driving towards him rapidly.

Just about to turn around and run, before he could move, he was pointed at by a gun and said, "Either get in the car or die."

The first time someone pointed a gun directly at him, Wesley immediately calmed down, got into the car, and before he put on his seat belt, the sports car started to accelerate "Woo, woo, woo".

"Sorry," Fox, who was driving, said to Wesley, "In the situation just now, I can only force you into the car, because instead of letting the person who killed your father catch you and threaten us, I It's better to deal with you first."

"Fk, God, why on earth is this?" Wesley looked at Fox in horror, "Even if my father is the super assassin you mentioned, but he is already dead, why would anyone want to kill me, an insignificant person?"

"Bang", a bullet hit the sports car suddenly, causing Wesley to shrink back in fright, and almost got into the passenger seat, shouting incoherently,

"Fk, could it be that my dead ghost father killed the whole family of the bastard in the back, drive faster, I don't want to die yet, drive faster."

"Quiet, quiet." Fox, who was about to take advantage of the speed of his sports car to get rid of Carlos, couldn't help but smile when he heard Wesley calling his own father a jerk.

But Wesley, like a frightened mouse, kept chattering non-stop, making Fox, who was already nervous, irritated.

"Shut up, bastard, I'm driving".

Wesley, who is used to being bullied by others, immediately became honest when he was bullied by Fox, but after the sports car was hit by another bullet, Wesley panicked again, "I want to call the police, God, where is my mobile phone? Call the police."

Hearing this, there happened to be a police car in front of the sports car, and Fox drove the sports car directly against the butt of the police car.

Then he slammed on the accelerator, pushing the police car in front to accelerate all the way, then slowed down, and then accelerated to the back of the police car. The police car immediately lost control and hit the anti-collision bucket on the road.

"Fk, fk, what are you doing?" Wesley looked at the smiling Fox in horror, "God, do you know what you are doing again? You are attacking the police, God, if we are found, the New York police will Directly beat us into a hornet's nest."

Chapter Five Hundred and Fifty Four: Acting Acting Almost Real

In New York, although the New York police often do some annoying and stupid things, but as the largest police department in the United States,

Advanced equipment, plus New York

It looks very prosperous, but the crime rate has remained high every year, and the nerves of all the police have been very tight.

Hearing someone's daring attack on the police, two colleagues were seriously injured and were waiting for rescue, so the other police officers fought against the enemy and dispatched the police very quickly.

Within a few minutes, at the intersection a few kilometers away from Fox and Carlos, there were more than a dozen police cars in the middle of the road, and dozens of long and short guns were pointed at the intersection.

These police officers have now made up their minds that if they dare to resist arrest, they will turn those two people who dared to attack the police and shoot in the street into a hornet's nest.

William, who stayed at home and watched everything through the virtual imaging system, was watching it vigorously, and suddenly reported on Sunday, "Sir, I just received a communication from the police. , these people will open fire directly.

According to my calculations, the probability of Miss Fox safely passing the checkpoint set by the police is 14. In the event of a gun battle, the probability of Mr. Wesley-Gibbs being injured by dozens of long and short guns is 70, and the probability of death is 41."

"Fk, so the two policemen who were hit by Fox died?" William asked in surprise.

"According to the conversations I monitored, one of the two police officers who were hit was in a very bad condition."

"Ha, if a policeman dies here, Fox will be wanted by the whole of the United States, and Wesley's fate will definitely not be too good."

Thinking of this, William who was lying down couldn't help but sat up, frowned and said, "No, I still plan to let Wesley join Kingsman after the training of the Assassin Brotherhood is over,

Not only can't he hang up, but he can't be put on the most wanted list of the Americans? "

After thinking for a few seconds, William said to Sunday, "Hack into the command system of the New York police, obtain the operation command code, and then pretend to be Wesley's voice to call the police saying that he was kidnapped. With this alarm record, it will be much easier to deal with it afterwards." .

"Understood, sir"

Seeing Fox's car getting closer and closer to the checkpoint in the virtual image, William couldn't help feeling a little worried. He had guaranteed Carlos Wesley's safety, otherwise no less than 500 of them would have blew themselves up in the textile factory of the Assassin Brotherhood's lair. spider robot,

To kill those assassins, William only needs to give an order in the middle of the night to kill everyone in the textile factory.

Fortunately, it took less than five seconds to crack the command system of the New York police on Sunday, telling the sheriff at the checkpoint that not only was there a hostage in the sports car in front of him, but the hostage was also the son who was chasing after him.

What worried the sheriff even more was that the person chasing after him was still an undercover agent on a secret mission, so the person on the other end of the phone asked the sheriff to get out of the way, so that if something happened to the hostage, the man with Agents with special missions are not in the mood to complete their missions.

Although the order was not given by the superior of the police station, the action code was correct. In addition, if there were really hostages in the car, if the hostages were accidentally injured in the exchange of fire, he, the sheriff, would have to face a lawsuit.

So after thinking about it for a few seconds, the sheriff decided to get out of the way. Anyway, if something went wrong in the end, he would just follow orders, and the responsibility would not fall on him.

This guy did it very simply, just let him get out of the way on Sunday, but he drove away with the police officers.

With no checkpoints and unimpeded conditions, the speed advantage of the sports car driven by Fox was quickly reflected. In less than ten minutes, the distance between her and Carlos became wider and wider.

Seeing Carlos who was chasing after him, William had no choice but to remind him, "There are still eleven kilometers to the textile factory. Don't forget that our mission is to act. We will go directly to the brotherhood by ourselves." In the club's lair."

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