Living in the Hong Kong Film World

Chapter 186 Crash
"If you have the guts, kill me!"

Da Fei roared towards the night.

call out!
A black arrow stuck to his waist and shot into the ground, the tip of the arrow tore through his shirt, and the cold shaft of the arrow stuck to his armpit, causing him to shiver sharply.

"Don't! Don't! I'm kidding! Don't kill me!"

call out!
call out!
Black arrows flew from the night, sticking to his body, fixing him to the ground, like a human target in a circus.

Da Fei's heart was about to burst, and he didn't dare to move, for fear that the next black arrow would directly shoot through his head.

And Feinan, who was in the dark, had already left without a sound.

"Hello? Police officer, I want to call the police. There is an arms deal near the Qingshan parking lot in Tuen Mun. Please call the police immediately..."

Feinan hung up the phone, turned the key, and the car lights turned on.

Roughly calculating the time, it will take about an hour for the nearest police station to arrive here, and Dafei should be able to last until the police arrive.

I stepped on the clutch and put it in gear, and tapped the accelerator, but there was no response.

The ankle of his right leg, which is still covered in plaster, cannot move freely. It is okay to limp and run a few steps, but it is a bit difficult to perform fine movements such as stepping on the accelerator.

Twisting his hips, stretching his right leg forward, the engine roared suddenly.

Shrinking his legs again and lowering the speed, Feinan drove the car out of the lane and chased after the thugs who drove away.

He needs to create an alibi before the police arrive.

The road condition in Qingshan is not very good. There are too many potholes and curves. When driving, it is necessary to change gears and increase or decrease the accelerator. This is very unfriendly to Feinan, who has injured his right leg.

Feinan simply stopped slowing down and shifting gears, and passed this curve at high speed.

After the car drove onto the Tuen Mun Highway, the road conditions became much better. Feinan stepped on the accelerator and started to chase at full speed.

His target was the thugs who fled with the cash box, and they were almost driving to the Qinglongtou pier.

It was already late at night, there were not many vehicles on the road, and they were all large trucks delivering goods overnight.

In the night, a Toyota with flashing headlights honked its horn and nimbly shuttled through the gaps of the carts, often dangerously slipping through the gaps of the carts, like sardines swimming among sharks.

"Haven't you died before? Driving so fast!"

A truck driver who was listening to the radio was startled by a car whistling past the window while honking his horn. After cursing, he couldn't help muttering enviously when he saw the taillights of the car moving away quickly: " What's the big deal? When I have money, I'll buy a Mercedes to drive..."

Feinan in the car ahead honked his horn, avoided the rear of the fast approaching van, overtook from the right, and circled to the front.

He moved his right leg and cursed secretly: "Damn it!"

Under the steering wheel, his right leg in plaster did not move at all, but he stepped on the gas pedal so hard that the plaster leg got stuck in the gap of the gas pedal and could not be removed.

He pulled it out forcefully again, but he pulled the steering wheel, and the car twisted a few times before he regained control.

Not daring to pull it out again, he passed a semi-trailer again, and looked down a little depressed.

If I knew it earlier, I would have removed the plaster leg...

Although with his current reaction speed and the help of the system, he wouldn't worry about crashing the car, but after chasing those thugs, how would he stop?
Before he could think about it, according to the map, he was not far from the thug's car.

Passing a van, he saw a Santana driving on the right.

It is it.

Santana wasn't driving fast, and Feinan's car was approaching quickly.

He tried to pull out the leg again, but still couldn't pull it out. Feinan shook his head helplessly, tugged on the seat belt, and turned the steering wheel to the right. The front of the car tilted and directly hit the rear of Santana's car.

Boom!
squeak!
Feinan's car bumped into Santana's right wheel obliquely, and was bounced back.

His speed was already faster than Santana's, and he carried more kinetic energy. He directly knocked Santana's rear wheel out of balance, and slid to the right.

With both arms, Feinan tightly controlled the steering wheel, quickly found his balance, leaned to the right again, and slammed into Santana's swinging right rear wheel.

This time, Santana was knocked sideways, and the accelerator roared. Feinan's car hit its side, lifting half of its wheels, and then stood sideways on the road, being pushed by Feinan's car. Moving forward, a stream of sparks came out on the ground.

The car shook violently twice, the engine finally suffocated, and Feinan's car slowed down sharply.

The thug's Santana slid forward again, and then rolled again, into an upside-down posture, the tires spun, and the accelerator roared.

Immediately afterwards, it spun and slid half a circle, tilted again, and finally slanted in the air for a few seconds unwillingly, before landing with a bang, slipping backwards, and the shattered glass shards splashed down. On the road, clang.

After several violent tugs, Feinan finally pulled the plaster leg off.

Pulling off the seat belt, he pushed the door and got out of the car. The Santana's deformed car door in front was also kicked open. Three bloody thugs rolled out of the car and got up staggeringly.

Bang!

The door of the driver's seat fell directly, and the bald-headed thug who was driving climbed out of the car in a dizzy manner, untied the seat belt that bound his feet, and stood on the road with one bare foot, looking at the same man with a dazed expression. Feinan got out of the car.

"He's a cripple, why did you drive the car? Are you looking for death?"

He angrily cursed at Feinan.

Feinan shrugged, frowned and said, "A lame is a lame, can you not add the word dead?"

"Do you md think I'm joking with you?"

The bald thug took out his pistol angrily, pointed at Feinan and cursed: "Do you know what this md is? A gun! One shot he md will kill you!"

"Shuizi, don't make trouble, find a way to leave!"

The companion holding the cash box behind him reminded him.

"Of course I know!"

The bald thug looked back at Santana who had been knocked out of shape, pointed a gun at Feinan, and walked towards him.

"Boy! We're in a hurry, so he'll go around you first! If you hit our car, you'll pay us for your car! Fair enough, right?"

He pointed a gun at Feinan, and said to his companion behind him, "Get in the car!"

Three bloody thugs ran over quickly.

"What are you md looking at? Are you not convinced?"

The bald thug stared at Feinan and scolded him.

Fei looked at him and shook his head: "You open your mouth and shut up md, is it because your mother died early?"

"Yeah! My mother died when I was five years old. Do I have to tell you this too?"

The bald thug glared at Feinan: "Cripple, be careful when driving..."

Before he finished speaking, Feinan suddenly raised his hand to grab his pistol, and kicked him in the crotch with a provocative kick.

"Ow!"

The bald thug rolled his eyes and pulled the trigger in his hand, but Feinan stuffed his little finger into the back of the trigger, making it impossible to fire.

"He's md... dead lame... he's still... really fast..."

(End of this chapter)