Depth of pampering: Poison tongue son loli mother

He wants him buried here tonight.

Seeing that the car didn't fight back at all, Lei Xiang's eyes showed a hint of viciousness. Sure enough, he didn't expect to be ambushed when he came to the banquet!And their bodyguard car has already passed, haha, God help me, as long as he is given a few minutes, he can let Han Lie die here.

"Focus on their tires and see where they can run?" Lei Xiang ordered darkly.

The killers immediately aimed their guns at the tires of the car, firing continuously.

The bullets hit the silver tires and kept sparkling, illuminating half of the car.

The three people in the car remained calm, and Wei'an was in charge of monitoring the surrounding situation. She looked at the red dot that was gradually moving on the screen with cold eyes, and gave an OK gesture.

"They started to move, and the closest position to us appeared ten seconds later. Bao'er grasped the timing of the brakes."

Mu Baoer's heart was beating nervously, her fingers tightened on the steering wheel, she gritted her teeth and counted down the time, every second was suffering.

Countless bullets hit the car window more and more violently, making her ears feel buzzing.

"Brake." Han Lie gave the order just as she was counting to the last second.

Mu Baoer's pupils shrank, she immediately shifted gears and slowed down, then stared at the road ahead, calculated the inertial drift distance, suddenly turned the steering wheel to the left, and braked crazily at the last second.

It was a fake move that confuses people's eyes, but she did it very well, and there was a glimmer of appreciation in Han Lie's eyes.

"It's so cool." Fang Zhan whistled with a smile.

Lei Xiang, who was in the cornfield, saw the cold bulletproof car suddenly hit the left tire by a bullet, and suddenly stopped out of control and rushed to the side of the road, almost overturning and falling into the cornfield.

"Haha, it seems that the so-called bulletproof vehicles are nothing more than that. We hit the tires, rush up and kill them." Lei Xiang shouted excitedly, and rushed out first.

Hmph, now Han Lie's car broke down, and being trapped in the car is like catching a turtle in a urn, with absolutely no chance of turning over.

The killer who was ambushing in the cornfield immediately seized the opportunity to rush forward, and started shooting violently at the entire armored vehicle, beating it like a sieve.

For a moment, the bullets rained, and the bullets hit the steel plate and glass of the car like raindrops, and then they bounced off the steel plate continuously as if they were hit by a huge impact, leaving fragments of shell casings all over the ground.

And twenty or thirty desperadoes appeared frantically from the cornfield, jumped out, and rushed towards them.

A bloodthirsty light flashed in Han Lie's eyes, who had been holding his breath all this time, and he sneered, and finally drew out this group of useless things. He was impatient to wait, and he wanted to wash this place with blood tonight.

He stuck it on the car window, and pressed a special button next to it, and suddenly several gun holes appeared on the bulletproof steel plate, just suitable for inserting the muzzle of the submachine gun.

Kacha, Hanlie extended the muzzle of the gun out of the car, aimed at a black figure rushing up through the front sight, and a cruel smile appeared on his lips.

His fingers began to pull the trigger calmly, and the powerful submachine gun fired precise and crazy bullets.

There were several muffled puffs, and the footsteps of the rushing killers stopped instantly, blood spewed out from their bodies, the guns in their hands were still clenched, but their bodies fell to the ground twitching crazily.

They never imagined that it was Han Lie and the others who were clearly in danger, but why the situation suddenly reversed.