Chapter 37

There is still a long way to go from the place he agreed with the person on the phone. He has to get through this distance.

And Wang Yong chased after him like a mad dog, so he could only play with his life.

It has to be said that the energy burst out when people are desperate is terrible.

In the past, the highest driving speed of a mouse was as high as 140, but now it's as high as 180. The numbers on the dashboard show that he's starting to secrete adrenaline.

And this car with poor performance also vibrates violently, and some of it floats.

Mary clung to her seat belt and turned pale. A strong Scream: "mouse, you are going to die! You are committing suicide

The mouse's eyes twinkled with crazy light, and said coldly: "to escape this disaster is to live a rich life, but to escape is to die! It's better to die late than early, and it's better to fight early! Hold on, labor and capital will soar to 200! "

With that, he speeded up again, and the engine of the car made a great noise. He thought it was a tractor.

And the mouse this move also received the effect as expected. Originally, Wang Yong was still driving with him, and constantly hitting the car body.

And after the mouse speed up, Wang Yong's impact a fall empty, almost planted into the grass next to.

"Want to run? You're too young! " Wang Yong sneered, which was also an instant acceleration.

The refitted car shows excellent performance at this time. It takes only a few seconds to reach the maximum speed, just like an arrow flying away from the string.

The window hole broken by the bullet poured into the wind, like the howl of the fierce ghost in the night, shrill and frightening.

Wang Yong is in this kind of noisy sound effects in the speed forward, chasing the mouse car butt.

If it wasn't for the mouse's deliberate path, which could not pass two cars side by side, the mouse would have repeated the previous tragedy and become the test object of Wang Yong's bumper car.

Hua La, a gust of wind and sand suddenly blew in front of Wang Yong. It smashed on the front windshield of Wang Yong, blocking Wang Yong's sight.

It's a mountain road.

Frown to see the deserted road, Wang Yong some doubt why the mouse will choose this road.

It is reasonable to say that the more open he is, the less chance he has to run away. The performance of Wang Yong's car is several times better than that of him.

Before Wang Yong could figure out the answer, he saw the crazy mouse suddenly brake, and the car glided forward for more than ten meters without stopping.

Bang, until the front of the car hit a hill, it stopped.

But the mouse's head tilted forward, and was hit instantly. His face was full of flowers and blood.

"Mouse, mouse! What's the matter with you? " Mary was scared.

If a mouse is killed, she's dead, too. She can't get rid of the crazy man behind her.

In Mary's voice, the mouse finally looked up.

"What's the name? I wish I could die?" At this time, the mouse suddenly opened his eyes and said.

And his bloody face immediately scared Mary out of her voice.

"Where's the gun? I'll teach that kid a lesson! You watch the little whore here, wait for the people on it to pick it up

As the mouse spoke, he took out a magazine and put it on. Push the door open and walk towards Wang Yong.

Wang Yong saw the mouse suddenly brake, already aware of some bad. It also slowed down.

Look around, mountain wind blowing, silent. There seems to be no ambush, and there is nothing to use around.

Why did this guy stop suddenly?

Just to get out of the car and shoot?

Wang Yong shook his head and decided not to think about it first. At this time, nearly an hour has passed, and the situation of the clock heart is still unknown.

If too much medication leads to other reactions, it's bad. We have to send Zhong Xin to the hospital as soon as possible.

Think of this, Wang Yong is also a push open the door, do not do any defense, so toward the mouse.

"Oh, boy! How dare you get out of the car and die The mouse saw Wang Yong's action and said with a ferocious smile.

Wang Yong had no time to appreciate the mouse's "tragic smile", and said coldly, "let the girl go, I can spare you from death."

"Spare us not to die? Tut Tut, that's right. Who do you think you are? You spare me not to die, but I want you to die today! " Said the mouse fiercely.

Suddenly he raised his hand and shot Wang Yong.

But Wang Yong seems to have ignored the mouse's action, and didn't see any big movement in his body. His upper body swung slightly, like a poisonous snake shaking his head and body. The bullet was flashed by Wang Yong.

"What?" The mouse was shocked“ I don't believe you can get away with it

With that, another shot.

But this time, Wang Yong still moved gently, and the bullet still failed to hit Wang Yong.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible! I'm the champion of Tiantai amateur shooting competition! No one can escape my shot at such close range! " Cried the mouse in disbelief.

Wang Yong's pace was slow and easy, so he walked forward and said: "amateur champion? Sounds great. But I'm sorry, you are still far from the real sharpshooter! When the real shooter moves his arm, the bullet is out of the chamber. And you're two beats slower. At this level, if you want to hit me, it's only possible for me to take the initiative to hit it. "

"Deceiving, you must be bragging!" The mouse didn't believe Wang Yong at all.

The so-called one leaf blinds the eye. He also knows about guns, so he stubbornly thinks that he can't reach the realm others can't reach. If there is such a realm, it must be fabricated.

"I'll make you pretend, I'll make you boast!" The mouse gritted his teeth and pulled the trigger.

The shufuzi bullet roared away at Wang Yong.

Without exception, they were all evaded by Wang Yong.

"I said it's no use. You still have one bullet left. If you can't shoot me, you will have no support. Sooner or later, you will fall into my hands. If you don't shoot, you'll fall into my hands. How do you choose? " Wang Yong looked at the mouse jokingly and said.

And the mouse was stunned by Wang Yong.

It's true. Shoot. It's still missing. If you don't shoot, what's the use of holding a gun!

It's useless to open it or not.

Is it open or not?

The mouse is caught in a hard choice like Hamlet's.