stjorthotic Chapter 196 There Are Many People Who Want To Kill Me, How Old Are You?
Chapter 196 There Are Many People Who Want To Kill Me, How Old Are You?
On the way to the airport after taking pictures of Brian's company. Yang Rui was sitting in the back seat in a suit, his long and sturdy legs twitched, and he was smoking in the closed compartment. The driver could see from the rearview mirror that his expression was quite reckless.
Yang Rui put a CD into the rear speakers. In less than a few minutes, the car was galloping over the viaduct, winding its way through the reservation, and the highway was lined with fireworks stalls run by Aboriginal people.
In the silence, a trolleybus drove past and turned at the corner. There are two trolleybuses on such a quiet, narrow, winding, and tree-lined road. They all run through the streets of the city from west to east. They will walk through many different neighborhoods and enjoy various scenery.
The muddy and dusty roads in the past have long since changed their face. Cars and vans.
During the stop-and-go process, Yang Rui turned to look at Qiao Xinyan. She sat lazily in the front seat, her expression gloomy.
In the back lane, a black car drove into the viaduct one after another without slowing down, ignoring the originally stipulated driving direction, and shuttled between the gaps in the rows of cars.
"It seems that we have a little trouble. You drive normally, don't worry about it so much."
Yang Rui instructed the driver, and at the same time, turned to stare at the car following them. The left turn signal flashed, and a wave of impatience poured through the car. The driver was waiting for an opportunity to pass my car, like a bird of prey watching a sparrow.
Boom!
A silver pickup slammed into the power pole at the end of the driveway, showing no sign of slowing or turning, and the entire front of the car was dented in the shards of broken glass!
squeak!
The driver, A Gang, stepped on the brake with one foot, and even he and Qiao Xinyan almost hit the dashboard.
"There are assassins, President Yang be careful!" Qiao Xinyan shouted uncomfortably.
"Don't worry, there are many people who want to kill me, and it's not their turn."
Yang Rui said calmly.
His calm person feels reassured, especially Qiao Xinyan, no matter when or where he sees him, Yang Rui will always look like this An Ran, it can bring people a feeling of peace and comfort, not the impetuous and uneasy It is unique to him. From the first time he saw him, he could feel the depth and comfort, which was why Qiao Xinyan liked him and was willing to stay with him.
There was a night-wind-like silence in his eyes.
Yang Rui touched his nose and stretched out his hand to change the CD. His hand only stretched out when he heard the sound of the car's engine for a while. He turned his head and saw a black car rushing out at the intersection about ten meters away.
The driver, A Gang, was young, but his driving skills were top-notch. After braking hard, he accelerated to bypass the pickup.
"Not far ahead, there is a very long tunnel. After passing through the tunnel, you have to pass through a dense forest. When you go through the tunnel, you have to increase your horsepower, but the people behind will slow down for fear of accidents. Once you pass the tunnel, You just turn off the car switch, apply a slam dunk. When the speed is slow enough to safely jump, we jump off, and before they get out of the tunnel and see us, Xinyan and I run into the woods and hide. Then You drive at full speed and lead them to chase you, and chase them as far as they want."
Yang Rui approached Ah Gang's ear and said to him in a low voice, because Yang Rui knew that what those people wanted to deal with was Yang Rui, and if they saw that it was not Yang Rui in the car, they would give up tracking. As for Ah Gang, just running forward is not too dangerous.
A Gang almost stepped on the accelerator, the whole car seemed to throb and tremble with the sound of the engine. Qiao Xinyan sat in the front seat, the music was so loud that she couldn't hear Yang Rui speak. She turned her head, Yang Rui smiled brightly at her, and the car sped out 230 like a rocket, roaring through the silent country road.
However, the black car caught up, and they were only 10 to 15 meters away from Yang Rui. When Ah Gangdi started to drive towards the tunnel, the black car took another step, left the driveway, and drove along the sidewalk. The man on the opposite side of the sidewalk, on the left, leaning out of the car, opened the door and stood on the running boards.
And set up a metal pipe, aiming at the tires of the car in front.
In another parking bay not far away, a car was parked quietly, the window glass was as black as the eyes of the man sitting in the back seat.
"Be careful, they're going to puncture the tires!" Saw the danger in the rearview mirror. Qiao Xinyan reminded that before she finished speaking, the car was about to enter the tunnel with a loud bang, and at the same time the car began to skid. .