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Zhao Yang chased forward quickly. When he came to the corner, he just saw the other party in front of the window at the end of the corridor in front of him. He jumped out and jumped out of the window.

This is the second floor. It's not too high to jump down from the second floor. Zhao Yang also rushed to the past, when he came to the window, found that the man fell on the ground, there is a motorcycle waiting for him.

The man got on the motorcycle and rushed forward.

Before the other party got on the motorcycle, Zhao Yang had jumped directly from the second floor, and then saw that he landed very light, sat on a motorcycle at the door of the hotel, and then quickly started the engine to catch up with the other party.

When Carl's people react, Zhao Yang and he have already left Chinatown and rushed outside.

Zhao Yang accelerates his motorcycle to the maximum speed and chases the other side, but the other side's motorcycle is a special racing car. In addition, from the other side's driving skills, the other side's driver is a master.

"Buddy, drive fast, drive fast!" The man in the back of the motorcycle, as he looked back, yelled at the man driving.

"Don't rush, Bob. I've got the maximum speed now, but the man who is chasing is really good at driving. It's hard for me to get rid of him."

"I have a gun. Use the gun to disturb him. Just drive and get rid of him quickly, or he will catch us and we will both die." Bob said nervously.

"I'm not afraid of you interfering with him. After all, you were the most famous sharpshooter in the American police. You'd better blow him in the head with one shot. "

Without saying a word, Bob took out a pistol from his waist, then raised his hand and pulled the trigger at Zhao Yang.

Bang bang!

Three shots in a row and three bullets flew to Zhao Yang. Bob was very confident. Just as bardy said, he won the shooting champion of the American police in that year, and his shooting level was undoubtedly the most powerful in the United States.

He believes that even if he fails to hit Zhao Yang, he will be able to hold him back and let him have to slow down. As long as he slows down, we can get rid of him quickly.

Bob didn't expect that Zhao Yang was not only good at Kung Fu, but also his driving skills were as good as his kung fu.

Fortunately, he called Badi just now, otherwise he must be the fish of Zhao Yang's sword now.

But what happened next surprised and annoyed Bob. He fired three shots, but none of them hit Zhao Yang.

I saw Zhao Yang turn the car left and right on the road, very easily defused Bob's attack. And most importantly, he didn't slow down.

Bob frowned and raised his right hand again, this time aiming.

Bang bang bang!

Bob fired five shots in a row and blocked the 50 cm position around Zhao Yang. No matter he went left or right, or didn't dodge, he would definitely be shot.

Bob's shooting skill is very good, he has confidence in himself, do not believe Zhao Yang can more open.

Obviously, Zhao Yang also felt the power of Bob's five shots.

At the moment when Bob just fired three shots, Zhao Yang made an incredible reaction.

He pushed his feet on the pedal, and then opened the handle of the motorcycle with both hands. The whole person jumped up into the air and made an absolutely amazing forward somersault.

In the air, Zhao Yang's right hand reaches to his waist, pulls out his pistol with lightning speed, and then shoots Bob.

In this way, after a shot, Zhao Yang just landed on the motorcycle steadily again. He grasped the handle with both hands and firmly held the shaking front of the motorcycle.

Just now his jump, even the professional motorcycle super performer can't do, you know, he has driven to nearly 180 kilometers per hour, at this speed, as long as you shake casually, the huge momentum will bring the car to destruction.

But Zhao Yang did it. He jumped and fell in one go. His movements were flowing and flowing. He was a brave man.

Looking at Zhao Yang's reaction at that moment, Bob was sympathetic and contemptuous at the beginning, and he was committing suicide.

But when Zhao Yang landed on the motorcycle steadily, Bob was completely shocked.

No way! How is that possible?!

Bob can't imagine how Zhao Yang did it. Under the motorcycle, he could do a forward somersault like juggling, but nothing happened. It's terrible.

But soon, Bob was awakened from his surprise by the pain in his arm. He lowered his head to have a look and was startled. His left arm was bleeding and bleeding.

He felt a sharp pain in his arm, and he knew he had been shot.

What makes him feel strange is that this shot was fired by Zhao Yang when he was doing a forward somersault on the motorcycle just now. In that case, Zhao Yang could use it with all his heart. It's just a devil. It's terrible and incredible.Bob said to buddy, "buddy, come on, come on, I'm shot, come on!"

Buddy didn't know what happened behind him just now. He yelled, "hold me tight. There are several curves ahead. I'll try to get rid of him on these curves."

Sure enough, as bardy said, not far ahead began to approach the curve. Bob endured the sharp pain in his hands, gritted his teeth and hugged bardy. Now all his hopes are in bardy.

As a professional motorcycle racer, Badi once won the championship of the national motorcycle rally, and is a real motorcycle racer.

His technique is very comprehensive, especially when he turns the corner, his technique is fully reflected, and he is always playing better than his opponent.

So when you get to the corner, it's like a fish seeing water.

In fact, the same is true. At a crossroad ahead, bardy rushed forward at a constant speed. He pressed the body to his left side, kept his balance, and then brushed it. The motorcycle rushed to the left side.

Zhao Yang was behind Badi, more than 20 meters away. When he passed the curve, Zhao Yang did not slow down and rushed to the left.

Badi is deliberately looking for crossroads and turning places. His purpose is obvious. He wants to get rid of Zhao Yang with his own technical advantages.

Five minutes later, after turning the tenth corner, buddy looked in the rearview mirror and was startled, because the man behind him was not only not thrown away by himself, but was getting closer and closer, which made him sweat.

How is that possible? His motorcycle is a common type. My motorcycle is a special type for racing. I'm a professional racing driver. How can I be overtaken by him so easily?

Badi was shocked and even more unconvinced. I was the champion of the national motorcycle rally, and I was overtaken. I can't let this happen!