Qiao Yimo abruptly drove the truck into a sports car. And this time on the other side.
Leng Jian sat in the car, holding the steering wheel with both hands and stepping on the accelerator.
His icy eyes are as cold as an ice cellar, and the corners of his mouth bend. This woman named Qingqing actually drives a truck into a sports car?
It seems really desperate.
What makes Leng Tiong even worse is that after ten minutes of chasing me, the wheels of the car in front are still good, there is no possibility of fire and explosion, and the car skills are as good as before.
"Shoot." Leng Jian instructed the man in black in the car and pressed the intercom on the car to order again.
The man in black received the order, and his attention immediately concentrated. Genius remembers for a second
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On the road, in addition to the two vehicles very close to each other in front, people from Morun Pavilion followed.
Qiao Yimo thought he had left the man behind perfectly, but suddenly heard a gunshot that was close at hand.
Then came the second and third gunshots. Even the glass of the car was shattered and the eardrums shook painfully.
Xianxin's face suddenly dropped, "What's the matter?"
Still unable to figure out what the situation was, he was dragged by the neckline and pressed down.
"Be careful." Qiao Yimo covered Xianxin with one hand and drove with the other.
"There's nothing wrong!" Xianxin reacted at this moment, and quickly took out the gun from his waist, stuck his head out of the glass window and shot it backward.
Qiao Yimo drove the car, unable to turn his head to look at the situation behind him, only looking at the front rearview mirror.
The situation was fierce, because every time she could feel the crack of the car body hitting the steel plate, every time it was very loud.
She pressed the walkie-talkie in the car and gave a cold call, "Liu Xin, get out and help, I'm afraid I can't hold it with my heart."
"No problem." The situation on the other side seemed to be quite good, and he agreed without thinking about it.
However, the situation here is obviously not optimistic.
The fighters on their heads roared and were hit by more than a dozen vehicles behind them.
Qiao Yimo can only dodge the bombs of the fighter planes through Shenlong's tail-wagging driving skills.
Otherwise, it keeps driving along a straight line, it is easy to be hit by bombs.
This battle, I don't know how much time it took.
Leng Juo squinted his eyes, and a grinning and terrifying smile slowly spread from his mouth. Although the truck in front was riddled with holes, their car was not much better.
He could not imagine that a female general could actually play against these professional sharpshooters.
What is Qingqing's background? Accepting such a powerful female player!
However, no matter how powerful, in this kind of driving situation, it will still be outnumbered.
A "hiss" sound came out slowly from the lips.
Qiao Yimo heard it, turned her head to look at Xpress, and saw that her hand was bruised by a bullet.
"I have nothing to do." I took the initiative to give Qiao Yimo a tranquilizer.
"Let's bear it first, I will throw them away." The girl's body temperature has always been low, but at this time, the temperament exuding from her body is as cold as ice.
When the voice fell, Qiao Yimo made a sharp turn and drove the car into another road.
Now, she wanted to see how Mo Runge's people could catch up.
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Leng Juan looked at the truck that had been driving in a straight line, and at the moment he drove off to another road.
Hey, this woman is so cunning!
There are many people on that road, so if you want to do something on that road, S City will make another wave.
Last time, he had lost to this cunning woman, and this time he must have let her go around. JrNovels.com