"Kill him!" Xie Liping said harshly.
Upon hearing the order, Meng Gang no longer hesitated, the Benz suddenly accelerated, and the needle raced to two hundred and fifty miles.
Roaring in quickly.
Soon arriving behind the modified Volkswagen.
A handgun protruded from the Benz's window.
"Down!" In a split second, Ye Fan pushed Shen Yan down with a backhand while sharply turning the steering wheel.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Three shots fired in bursts.
The rear windshield shattered with the sound, even though Ye Fan had slammed on the brakes, the Volkswagen still rammed into the roadside curb. Under the violent impact, Shen Yan immediately passed out.
Ye Fan took a slow breath and muttered to himself, "The main act is here."
The Benz stopped fifteen meters away from the Volkswagen, the car's surround sound system played the final fourth movement of the "Destiny" symphony, the magnificent triumphal march began, the chords full and powerful with an overwhelming momentum.