Unusual Fate Records

Chapter 99, Section 037: The Chase

underground garage.

The smell of gasoline and diesel fuel in the fluorescent light was unpleasant.

The dragon horse hid behind a whitewashed pillar.

People came out of the elevator one after another. They were dressed in suits and wearing sunglasses. They were in a hurry, and the black gun butts were vaguely visible in the fluttering hems of their clothes as they walked.

This is the underground parking garage of the Qingtian Gang. The last hotel attack did not deter them; in fact, they became even more aggressive after learning that the Ranshan Hall had no backup.

Fujiwara Chizuru's voice came through the black earpiece in his ear: "Keep an eye on them."

You Donglongma's expression hardened as he watched the other person get into the car, and he quickly changed his angle to conceal his figure.

The black sedan, with its gold-plated human figure on the hood, arms outstretched as if about to take flight, slowly drove past the moving dragon horse as the engine started.

Only after the black sedan and the many vehicles behind it drove out of the underground parking garage did Dong Longma quickly follow.

A blue Maserati was waiting early on a secluded roadside.

"Guan Shenyi is in the first car," You Donglongma explained.

Jealousy, sitting in the passenger seat on the left, rolled down the window and said, "Get in quickly."

"Ok!"

Fujiwara Chizuru glanced at them and, seeing that the other group of cars was still in sight, said, "Hurry up, only by following them will we have a chance to find the mastermind."

You Donglongma sat up straight, looked through the windshield, and pointed, saying, "That black Toyota with the gold sculpture on the front, Guan Shenyi is inside."

Fujiwara Chizuru stepped on the clutch, shifted gears, and said, "Hold on tight!"

After saying that, he placed his other foot on the accelerator as if to step on it.

"mu--"

The blue Maserati suddenly opened its eyes, like a four-legged beast rubbing its hands together in anticipation, and with a roar, it accelerated forward.

The sudden acceleration of the car pushed Longma back into the seat. He was hesitant to ride in this woman's car, but unfortunately, he was blinded by jealousy and couldn't drive, so he could only grit his teeth and hold on tightly to the seat in front of him.

"That kind of noise will alert them!"

"They've spotted us!" Fujiwara had to shout to drown out Maserati's roar.

"what?"

As soon as the dragon-horse looked up, the other car slowed down and formed a triangular shape to completely block the road ahead. The rear window rolled down, and soon a man in a black suit leaned out, his gun flashing behind him.

The darkness concealed the light and shadow, but the White Walkers' vision remained clear.

"Bang." "Bang." "Bang."

A sharp tire screeching sound rang out, leaving four black tracks on the road. Fujiwara Chizuru slammed the steering wheel shut, drifting to dodge several bullets, while others grazed the car, sending sparks flying.

"Den-"

"Screech—" The sharp sound of tires skidding rapidly echoed one after another.

Upon hearing the gunshots, drivers on the road braked suddenly in fright, causing cars to swerve and lurch. The high beams, like flashing lightsabers, were so bright they affected each other. The cars crossed the two-way lanes and crashed into the green belt beside the road.

"pat-"

Fujiwara, with his side-drifting driving skills, barely managed to squeeze out of the chaotic traffic. The windshield was cracked like a spider web, but the glass remained stubbornly stuck together.

When Fujiwara Chizuru saw her beloved car damaged, her heart bled. The headlights of a passing car shone on her face, revealing a cold glint beneath her glasses.

"Want to race? I'm in!"

She quickly shifted gears, and as soon as she rounded the corner, she floored the accelerator. The blue Maserati seemed to sense the driver's emotions, its roar growing louder and more intense, brimming with fighting spirit.

"Speed ​​limit 40, you are speeding."

The navigator's sweet voice was drowned out by Fujiwara Chizuru's roar. The woman pressed her foot firmly on the accelerator, showing no intention of letting go.

The three Suzuki and Mazda cars ahead were originally preparing to slow down and intercept them, but unexpectedly, Chizuru Fujiwara took advantage of their slowdown and rushed forward all at once, as if she had caught their tails, and was about to push the cars in front of her into the guardrail at any time.

"Waaaaah!" Ryoma cried out in a cryptic voice, clearly frightened. Jealousy, carrying a sword, was also twitching inside the swaying carriage, though no one could see it.

Finally, one of the other cars had to move forward, turning the triangular formation into a T-shape. Fujiwara Chizuru seized the gap, squeezed close to the lone car, and shouted, "Roll down the window and cut him off!"

With that, she rolled down all the car windows, and a cold wind instantly rushed into the car, making it hard for Dong Longma to open his eyes. When he regained his vision, his left side was level with the other car, and a dark gun barrel was about to be aimed at him.

"boom!"

It wasn't a gunshot, but the sound of Fujiwara Chizuru's Maserati crashing into him, causing the other party to lose the best opportunity to fire.

Jealousy, sitting in the passenger seat, instantly struck.

He was wielding a knife inside the carriage, with no room to even make the most basic moves, and he was even blind.

But as the man's ponytail flew up, the blade was already pressed against the throat of the driver opposite him.

He drew his sword, raised his wrist, and slashed.

Iai.

With a series of movements as swift as autumn waves skimming the water, almost simultaneously with the two cars running side by side, Jealousy had already taken off in half.

At this moment, Longma noticed that the other person by the car window had also rolled down the window and was about to draw their gun, but the man's knife slashed at the other person's metal frame. With the driver already dead, the knife dragged the windshield for several more meters, eventually slicing through the metal frame along with the glass. The howling wind tousled Jealousy's hair, and the chilling killing technique seemed to cut through the wind as well.

Can't see clearly at all!

The car next to me looked like a lifeless beast, its headlights swaying and flashing blindingly.

The other members of the Qingtian Gang in the car exclaimed in alarm, but it couldn't change the car's fate of turning around uncontrollably and crashing into the fence.

Fujiwara Chizuru felt a pang of heartache as she watched her left-side window, which hadn't been fully lowered in time, being sliced ​​in two. But it was only for a moment; she needed to keep an eye on the driver and continue accelerating.

"As expected of Jealousy!" Ryoma was stunned by this strike. He couldn't imagine that someone blind and jostled in the carriage could still draw their sword to defend themselves. Just the fact that they managed to drag the carriage several meters along the way demonstrated an unimaginable level of strength, speed, power, resilience, and explosiveness.

He realized more deeply that each member of the Seven Deadly Sins, if not betrayed, would be a terrifying killer.

"call."

Jealousy shoved him back into the car. The blood-stained blade hadn't had time to be sheathed in his haste. He'd only drawn it when he got out of the car window, and now the cramped space made it difficult to even lift his hand. He was afraid of accidentally bumping into Fujiwara Chizuru, who was driving.

"Hold on tight, we've broken through!"

"Chizuru Fujiwara shouted."

The two cars ahead were caught by Fujiwara's Maserati at the bend. Fujiwara swerved and pushed the Maserati off balance, causing it to lose its center of gravity at the bend. The Maserati quickly spun and was squeezed onto the guardrail. Driven by its rear wheels, the Maserati rolled over and rubbed against the ground for more than ten meters before finally bursting into smoke and sparks.

"boom!"

(End of this chapter)