As he was secretly guessing, several police cars appeared in the rearview mirror of his car window, red and blue lights flashing, rapidly catching up from behind, quickly passing the Santana, and leaving him far behind.
"Quick, faster!"
In the leading police car, Xia Mutong was sitting in the passenger seat, continuously urging the driver while picking up the walkie-talkie connected to the external loudspeaker.
"Attention, suspect in the Mercedes-Benz, stop the vehicle and surrender immediately, or we will open fire."
However, the Mercedes-Benz van not only did not slow down but sped up even more, overtaking several cars in a row.
"Damn!"
Xia Mutong frowned tightly, pulled the handgun from its holster, and chambered a round.
Seeing her action, the driver couldn't resist reminding her: "Captain Xia, there are hostages in the car. We've been ordered from above to ensure the safety of the hostages."
"I don't need you to tell me what to do, just focus on driving."