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Chapter 200 Fast & Furious! ! !

Luo Xia once watched a movie called "My Wife Is a Gangster".

The specific details, after all, happened decades ago in his previous life, and he couldn't remember them anymore.

But one scene remains unforgettable—the female lead sits on the male lead's lap while driving, and the bumpy, steep roads eventually make the male lead below surrender.

Now, Rorschach is experiencing a similar situation.
Outside the car window, the continuous "beep beep" of the turbocharger could be heard.

Along the track, haystacks and piles of waste tires formed a protective barrier that sped past.

But Rorschach had no time to appreciate the passing scenery; his vision was now filled with the back view of a person wearing a tight-fitting crop top.

Moreover, judging from the flatness of the other person's back, it was clear that they were going into battle without any burden.

So, Rorschach calmly lit a cigar, then crossed his arms behind his head, enjoying the services of the hot girl.

Hearing the sound of a lighter, Case turned his head and glanced over.

"What are you doing?"

The Latina girl exclaimed incredulously, "You still have time to smoke? Don't you know we're almost half a lap behind?!"

"so what?"

Luo Xia blinked in confusion and asked in return.

Seeing his reckless attitude, Case lowered his voice and roared, "In this race, all cars must complete the first lap before the weapon systems can be activated! Once DK and the others finish the first lap, the machine guns and flamethrowers will be unlocked, and then we'll be moving targets!"

"There's such a setting? Shit, Dom actually missed such crucial information."

Rorschach frowned, pushed Case's head away, and looked ahead.

Sure enough, there were no other vehicles on the track, so they couldn't even inhale any of their exhaust fumes.

"Does the weapon automatically activate after the run?"

"No, there will be manhole covers marked with weapons on the track. Only the car that completes the first lap can unlock the corresponding weapon by running over them."

"Understood, then let's wait."

After hearing the explanation, Rorschach resumed his lazy demeanor.

He continued to enjoy the wonderful sensation on his legs, no longer paying attention to the game situation ahead and behind him.

If these guys activate all their weapons after the first lap and chase after you, spraying you with machine gun fire, then you really need to be on high alert.

I'm not an invincible superman; I can still get hurt by a bullet, let alone bullets from a machine gun.

However, since pressing down the manhole cover is still needed to activate the weapon, it doesn't matter if they run an extra lap.

After all, a one-sided crushing victory is no fun at all.

Case had no idea what the man behind her was thinking. She just thought this globally notorious terrorist was a reckless arrogance who didn't understand how dangerous their situation was.

She wasn't the only one who shared the same thought.

At this moment, both the prisoners watching the game in person and the global billionaires watching the live stream showed expressions of disappointment.

This is Rorschach Butcher, the legendary terrorist who even the US federal government couldn't handle, yet he's already lagging behind by more than half a lap right from the start. It's really a disgrace to his infamous reputation.

"Old Man"

Dom's underling, watching the modified GTR desperately chasing after them, couldn't help but ask Chief Griffin, "Did that guy stall at the start? How come it's only starting to accelerate now?"

The bureau chief glanced at the group and said disdainfully, "You don't know anything. Luo Xia must have his reasons for doing this. Just wait and see."

"."

The people around looked at each other in disbelief; no one believed that Luo Xia could turn the tables.

It's worth noting that even Dom, the reigning champion of West Coast motorsports, could only manage to stay in the top three in the previous races.

With Luo Xia's performance of stalling at the start, he doesn't look like someone who can win at all.

This notorious fugitive is likely to suffer his first major setback this time.

Unlike the worried group, the bureau chief appeared remarkably calm.

He didn't even linger on the television screen for long before turning his gaze to the wall clock in the warehouse.

He seemed completely unconcerned about the match, his mind already elsewhere.

Meanwhile, in the warden's office.

Unlike ordinary prisoners who go to watch the game live, Hennessy watched the live broadcast of the game, which was only a few hundred meters away, on a screen in a heavily guarded administrative building.

Although Rorschach's unexpected start was indeed disappointing, Hennessy had no time to pay attention to the race at the moment; she was busy dealing with the important person on the other end of the phone.

“I understand what you mean, Mr. Secretary, but this is indeed an accident. I myself don’t know why Rorschach suddenly broke into my prison.”

"The competition? He asked for it himself. This terrorist claimed to have planted explosives in multiple locations on the island, threatening me to force him to participate. As for his true motives, I have no idea."

"Yes, please rest assured, I will never let this wanted criminal escape again. All five hundred mercenaries on the island are in position and will arrest Rorschach immediately after the competition ends, awaiting the arrival of the Federation to hand him over."

"Cut off the live stream? You know there are many important figures around the world I can't afford to offend watching it right now, and they've all placed heavy bets on Rorschach."

"Okay, okay, I'll arrange it right away. As soon as the Federation people arrive, my men will be ready to cooperate. This time, we will definitely take down Rorschach!"

Hennessy breathed a sigh of relief after hanging up the phone.

As expected, Washington discovered Rorschach's presence as soon as the live broadcast began, and even Secretary of State Joe Sr. personally called to inquire.

Fortunately, she managed to get through it.

Hennessy elegantly crossed his legs, took a sip of his red wine, and gazed at the GTR on the big screen that was chasing after the car in front.

It now seems that Rorschach has already lost any chance of winning the championship, even without her intervention.

This time, she made a fortune!

Inside the State Department building in Washington, D.C., Old Joe did not fly into a rage as Hennessy had imagined.

The old man first smiled and glanced at the photo of himself and Perari on the table, then dialed the Coast Guard command near the End Island.

The target this time is a small island, which is not suitable for the FBI or CTU to handle. It is more appropriate to send the Coast Guard (USCG) to take action.

He didn't believe that deploying the entire Coast Guard, including patrol ships, fast-response patrol boats, patrol gunboats, and Seahawk helicopters, would fail to catch that bastard Rorschach!
However, before the call could be connected, another landline rang on the table.

White landline, Cabinet hotline.

Old Joe squinted, hesitated for a moment, and then picked up the receiver.

Sure enough, the voice he least wanted to hear came from the other end of the phone.

Underwood questioned him, citing the State Department’s recent interference in the New York Department of Justice’s trial, and specifically pointed out that the prosecution had provided numerous alibis for Griffin, which fully proved that he did not have the means to commit the crime, thus putting pressure on him.

After listening, Old Joe smiled without changing his expression and said, "I see. Since Mr. Griffin is innocent, then this case is closed. I will fully cooperate if there is any need for judicial assistance."

"Joe"

After a brief pause, Underwood's voice continued, "It seems the State Department's intervention in the New York Attorney General's office has made Holder quite unhappy. I have a dinner party at the Capitol tonight with Holder. If you're free, we could chat. It's better to clear up any minor misunderstandings in person."

After hearing this, Old Joe declined without hesitation: "I'm sorry, Frank, but I need to be in charge of the operation to capture Rorschach later, so I have to be there the whole time. Let's talk about dinner another day. Enjoy your meal."

After hanging up the phone, Old Joe muttered a curse under his breath: "A petty person who has gotten his way."

How could he not hear the gloating in Underwood's words?

He even suspected that Frank had tipped off Holder about Griffin's case. Otherwise, why would the Attorney General suddenly take notice of an ordinary murder case?
Old Joe shook his head, his calm expression returning.

As a veteran politician who rose through the ranks from a member of parliament to the cabinet during the Cold War, he was not as radical, emotional, or prone to resorting to underhanded tactics as Underwood.

Actually, it wouldn't matter if Griffin were acquitted.

Old Joe never intended to kill him; his target was always the same—Rorschach Butcher!
His advisors had studied Rorschach's file. Although he was ruthless and unscrupulous, he was surprisingly nostalgic.

The reason they didn't kill Griffin but instead convicted and imprisoned him was to lure him out.

Now this arrogant fool, who doesn't know his own limitations, has indeed taken the bait.

The Coast Guard call connected quickly, and a series of instructions came from his mouth:

Mission objective: Capture Rorschach, dead or alive!

On the other side, Underwood casually tossed the phone onto the table, lit a cigar, and leisurely watched the live stream of Death Race.

Arrest Rorschach?

Now he understood why Old Joe was in such a hurry to convict Griffin; he was just setting a trap.

But it doesn’t matter.

Whether Rorschach is alive or dead is no longer important to him.

The deal with Rorschach was over. He not only took the opportunity to severely damage Joe's prestige in front of the Attorney General, but also obtained a bombshell piece of dirt on the president.

What price was paid?
It was simply a matter of handing over a document to Holder, and the document was even collected and sent by Holder himself.

Perhaps all parties suffered losses in this game, but only he, Underwood, is the real winner!
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End Island.

Just as the outside world was in an uproar because Rorschach appeared on the live broadcast, a series of sounds rang out inside the modified GTR where Rorschach was.

Rorschach's large hands roamed freely over Casey's body, and the Latina girl, who had been focused on driving, became somewhat dazed.

But she quickly came to her senses and angrily thrust her hips back hard.

"Fake."

Rorschach winced in pain and bent over.

Case retaliated with several elbow strikes, slamming them hard into Rorschach's chest.

"What kind of time is this to be flirting?" she snapped. "If we survive the competition, you can do whatever you want with us afterward!"

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Seeing that the girl was really angry, Luo Xia shrugged and laughed, "Just kidding, you seem too nervous."

"Nervous? How can I not be nervous?!"

Case glanced at the rearview mirror, his voice suddenly rising: "DK and the others are catching up soon! Once they run over the weapons hydrant, we're dead!"

"Oh? You've finally arrived?"

Luo Xia turned his head and, through the gap between the steel plate and the glass, saw a heavy truck speeding towards him.

There was also Dom's black Dodge Darth Vader nearby.

Dom is in a very bad situation. Although his car is faster than the heavy truck, the DK is blocking his way. Whenever the Dodge tries to overtake, the heavy truck will squeeze him sideways, forcing him to slow down and avoid it.

At this rate, the DK will definitely knock down the weapon well cover first!
"Maintain a steady speed, stay in front of the truck, and don't let him overtake easily."

Rorschach patted Case's shapely buttocks, gesturing for her to move away, and then turned over and sat in the passenger seat.

"Block him? Are you crazy? That's a heavy truck! To him, our vehicle is just a high speed bump!"

Case couldn't help but complain, but when she turned around, she was completely stunned—

Rorschach had actually opened the entire sunroof and was standing inside the vehicle dismantling the M249 machine guns on both sides!

"You...you're going to use this with your bare hands?" Case's eyes widened.

"if not?"

Luo Xia unloaded the machine gun, slung the ammunition belt over his shoulder, and said calmly, "There's no chance of getting the weapons first; we can only strike ahead of time."

Case shouted anxiously, "You're not doing anything right! My previous drivers have tried it, but the car is shaking violently, and you can't keep your aim steady at all! Besides, all the cars on the track have steel plates installed at the front and rear. Before you can even fire a few shots, someone will just ram you and flip you over!"

"Click——"

Rorschach manually pulled back the bolt, his gaze locking onto the two black men behind the bulletproof glass of the heavy truck behind him, and calmly replied, "That's because your previous partners weren't me."

Behind them, DK, who was driving a heavy modified truck, saw the GTR that he had left a whole circle behind suddenly sticking out half of its roof and holding a machine gun. He couldn't help but look at his co-driver in disbelief.

"Is this guy trying to accurately shoot with a machine gun by hand on a track where cars are going 200 mph?"

"……Seems to be."

A brief silence fell inside the heavy truck, then a few seconds later.
"Hahahaha!"

A burst of laughter erupted as DK and his passenger partner laughed so hard they almost fell over, slowing the car down a bit.

"Holy shit! Does this damn wanted criminal really think he's the Terminator? Does he think he's in a movie?"

"If you ask me, let's just ram them, boss! It's a shame we're on Termination Island, otherwise that bounty of over a hundred million would be ours!"

"Reward?"

DK glanced up at the dozens of live-streaming drones hovering overhead and sneered, "Today is the day I, DK, will make a name for myself! I'm going to kill this wanted criminal in front of all these big shots!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he abruptly shifted gears, floored the accelerator, and the heavy truck accelerated instantly, crashing hard into the rear of the GTR!
But in that very instant—

"Bang bang bang!!!"

A sudden burst of gunfire erupted!
Rorschach held an M249 in each hand, spitting fire as two bullets intersected in the air, both hitting the bulletproof glass of the heavy truck with precision!
Under the watchful eyes of all the viewers watching the live stream, despite the GTR shaking violently and the wind whipping Rorschach's hair wildly, the two machine guns remained as steady as a rock.

Rorschach's feet seemed nailed to the car; no matter how much the car shook, his figure remained as steady as a mountain.

"Sang Ao Fu Bi Chi!"

DK's expression finally changed as he watched the cracks spreading across the bulletproof glass.

That guy in front of me is like a robot; not only is his marksmanship accurate, but he's also incredibly steady!
He quickly swerved the steering wheel, attempting to use the steel plates on the side of the car to block the bullets.

At this moment, Luo Xia, who had already fired hundreds of bullets, shook his head helplessly.

Light machine guns are indeed insufficient against thick steel plates and bulletproof glass.

But it doesn't matter... he has something even better at him.

The next second, before DK could even catch his breath after dodging a round of gunfire, he suddenly saw Rorschach reach into the vehicle and pull out a gun—

Barrett M82A1?!
"Watfak?! An anti-materiel sniper rifle?!"

DK roared, "Where did this bastard get that heavy sniper rifle?!"

At that moment, in the warden's office, Hennessy also suddenly stood up from his chair.

She angrily pointed at Luo Xia in the live stream and demanded sharply, "Where did this kid get his anti-materiel weapon?!"

"This..." The prison guards looked at each other, all of them completely bewildered.

A prison guard cautiously replied, "Madam, I don't think you need to worry too much. In this environment, a heavy sniper rifle is less effective than a machine gun; he can't fire more than a few bullets."

Hennessy gave them a cold glance and continued to stare at the screen.

But soon, her expression froze.

"What kind of gun is this?!"

On the track, a scene unfolded that stunned all the spectators.

Bullets struck the bulletproof glass of the heavy truck with pinpoint accuracy!

The cracks spread rapidly, intense flames engulfed the glass surface, and the point of impact sparked a dazzling explosion!

Raufoss Mk 211 Armor-Piercing Incendiary Explosive Round!!!
But that's not the most shocking part. What's truly unbelievable is the ridiculously fast rate of fire of this sniper rifle. The heavy sniper rifle's muzzle spews fire like a submachine gun!

"Fuck!?!"

Feeling the intense heat and scorching air currents before him, and seeing the terrifying sight of dense bullet patterns forming ahead, DK cursed in despair:

"Is this a sniper rifle or a submachine gun?!"

Inside the GTR, Rorschach looked at the heavy truck, which had been hit by more than a dozen armor-piercing incendiary rounds and whose windshield and steel plates were burning fiercely, and took a deep drag on his cigar.

Metal Apocalypse: Within 5 seconds of activation, the weapon's rate of fire exceeds the theoretical limit (3x speed), ignoring physical limitations such as overheating and jamming, and bullets form a metal storm.

When combined with anti-materiel weapons, the power of this skill is truly terrifying!
Exhaling a puff of smoke, Luo Xia smiled and made a "fire" gesture towards the dozens of drones pointing at him in the sky.

"Bang! Just you wait, one day my gun will be pointed at all of you!"

(End of this chapter)