Erdan and Wang Feng are not unscrupulous cars. They disguise their faces slightly, wear them with a beard and wear them with fake ones, and wear them with white faces, making them look more like Mexicans.

The California patrol officer could not catch up with Erdan's car, so he used the intercom to call the brothers' Department of Transportation Police in front of the road, asking them to help stop people.

In the dark night sky, the roads in the desert are even more desolate. From time to time, a few small animals jumped past the road, and those with bad luck would be crushed to death. There are Gobi on both sides of the road, and there are rarely green. If there weren't street lights and occasionally passing by a few cars, you would mistakenly think you were driving to the underworld.

When the vehicle leaves California, the next state is Nevada, which is the state where Las Vegas is located. It is very close to Las Vegas, which looks like a hundred kilometers, and it is an hour's drive.

Two police cars were parked in front of them, and there were simple road conditions on the road. Two patrolmen waved to Porsche to stop for inspection, and the Loroc 17 on their waists was also held in their hands.

If the guy who is driving dares to be disobedient, the traffic police will never be ruthless in shooting. Who knows that the person sitting in the car will not be two thieves.

"Brother Wang, there is a police car in front of you, what should we do?" Erdan asked Wang Feng.

As for how to do it, Erdan already had an idea in his mind, and the question was only out of respect for his brothers and elder brothers.

"What would you do?" Wang Feng asked, smiling.

"It was a stupid decision in the past, wasn't it?" Erdan smiled. "According to the usual practice of the American patrol, we will send one or two helicopters over here next. I don't think it's easy to be chased by helicopters in this deserted place."

"Two police cars, two patrol officers, we will solve one for each of us."

“Good idea.”

The discussion has been decided, and the car is about to drive to the place where the patrol police set up roadblocks.

Erdan starts to reduce until he reaches the roadblock and then brakes.

Two patrolmen rushed over from the two Porsche doors, and the Lorok 17 muzzle in his hand pointed at a person's head. Erdan and Wang Feng were not spared.

One of the two patrolmen is in their forties. After working for a long time, the policeman is shining all over his body, and his face is also blown by the wind and sun, red and black. The old policeman is aimed at Erdan's head. The other is younger, only in his twenties. He should have just been in his post for a few years, and he is full of youthfulness and whiteness.

After the 911 incident, the equipment of the American traffic patrol officers was upgraded to a higher level, not only pistols, but also rifles. The two patrol officers were wearing a thick black belt around their waists, full of things, handcuffs, pistols, magazines, walkie-talkies, taser, chili water, etc., and they were fully armed.

"You two of you black Mexicans who don't know how high the sky is, raise your hands to your head, or I will blow your head." The old policeman gritted his teeth, "Oh, hurry up, please believe I will do this. I am a policeman, and I will not break the law of killing people."

Another young policeman clenched his fist in his right hand, knocked on the window a few times, and said, "Hey, sir, please open the car door. You are driving dangerously, and you have violated our California Transportation Ordinance. If you perform well, maybe I will only issue a ticket to you and will let you go. If you go against me, I will drag you to the police station and beat you up."

Erdan and Wang Feng looked at each other and opened the car door at the same time.

The middle-aged patrolman took out the handcuffs and was about to handcuff Erdan's hand. Erdan moved quickly, and with a lightning speed, he punched the patrolman's head. The force was not very strong, and it was enough to make the patrolman unconscious. Wang Feng's technique was not bad. He first removed the gun from the little patrolman's hand with a grasping hand, and then kicked him in the chest. Before the little patrolman could understand, he stepped back several steps. The pistol was gone, but there was a Taser electric gun on his waist, so the little patrolman was in a hurry to hold the Taser electric gun in his hand.

"Hey, boy, do you see what I have in my hand? Are you forcing me to kill you?" Wang Feng said.

Wang Feng's kick just now was really heavy. The little patrolman almost broke a few of his sternum, and his heart was extremely depressed. Since the little patrolman joined the police last year, the most unlucky thing has happened today.

The little patrolman quickly put down the electric gun held in his hand, held it with both hands, and said, "Sir, you did the stupidest thing in your life. In our United States, the crime is more serious than attacking the police, and you will be severely punished."

After Erdan put down the middle-aged patrolman, he dragged the unconscious middle-aged patrolman to the side of the road, then got into the car, and said to Wang Feng impatiently: "Brother, the battle is the time to chat."

Wang Feng quickly stepped forward and smashed the back of the traffic policeman's head with a gun. The traffic policeman couldn't help but hit him, and his eyes fainted as soon as they were dark.

Wang Feng took the gun into the car, and Erdan drove away.

It seems that the crisis is resolved now, but it is not, and a bigger crisis is still approaching. The police car that initially chased Porsche can be caught up in at most ten minutes. As long as it is not a blind man, two patrol officers who were attacked can be found, and passing vehicles will also call the police. In this way, the police department will discharge more police forces and block the road is possible.

"Our car is not safe, we need to change one now." Wang Feng said cautiously.

"How do you look at the one in front?"

In front of Porsche is a white van, which looks like three hundred meters away from Porsche.

"Good idea, catch up."

Once Erdan stepped on the accelerator, Porsche became a little faster, like a running leopard.

There were two people sitting in the van, one driver and the other co-pilot. The co-pilot was sleeping, and the driver was also sleepy, but he had to hold on for a while. In another hour, the two changed shifts. Suddenly, a sports car passed by, and then a sudden brake stopped directly in front of him.

The truck driver tightened his anus and stepped on the brakes violently. A burst of anger rushed out and replied loudly: "Fak Squid, you two of your watches."

If the co-pilot hadn't been wearing a seat belt, he would have hit the car window glass and then flew out after he was bleeding.

"Mark, what the hell are you doing? Why don't you tell me the brakes?" the co-pilot curled in anger.

Look at the driver again, his eyes were wide open, and he looked scared. The co-pilot looked forward and saw that two black-faced people were standing on the road in front of the car, and the sports car was also parked in the middle of the road, one of them was holding a pistol.

"Mark, have we encountered a robbery? We transported vegetables, not money." The co-pilot.
Chapter completed!