The cars were about to come up from both sides, but they didn't expect Zhuo Yifan to brake suddenly, and they overran the car in a moment. In a panic, they almost collided directly in front of them. And Zhuo Yifan's car was in front of him.
After turning the front of the car around, other vehicles chasing after him came head-on. The distance was only ten meters away, and they were about to collide with each other.
No one expected that Zhuo Yifan would make such a move. The drivers in those cars subconsciously avoided the sides and happened to give Zhuo Yifan a way out. They immediately let him rub the car body.
He rushed out in the direction he came from.
"Damn it, turn around and catch up with me! If I let him go, don't come back!" Wells became angry and roared angrily.
The black bodyguard trembled, immediately turned the car around, and chased after Zhuo Yifan's car.
"They're catching up!" Angel looked at the situation in the reversing mirror and warned with a serious look on his face.
"It's been a long time since I've had a fun car ride. Now I can have some fun with them and see how strong these guys are." Zhuo Yifan chuckled disapprovingly.
While they were talking, two cars were already chasing them. They were only five or six meters away from the rear of their cars. Judging from the situation, they were preparing to overtake again.
How could Zhuo Yifan be easily overtaken by them? With a kick of the accelerator, he instantly increased the speed of the car to more than 200 kilometers. At this time, the angel sitting in the car felt like he was riding a high-speed roller coaster.
She didn't blame Zhuo Yifan for driving too fast, but she wanted to blame him for flying too low. If he flew any faster, he could catch up with the speed of the plane! This made Angel very speechless.
In just the blink of an eye, the two cars following behind were thrown away by a distance of more than ten meters. Seeing this, the drivers of the two cars also frowned, and speeded up with a gloomy look.
Little by little, I caught up again.
"Driving so fast? Are you in a hurry to escape?" Wells squinted his eyes and said with a sneer. In his opinion, Zhuo Yifan should have sensed the danger, but did not have the courage to confront them, so he chose to escape.
How could he let Zhuo Yifan run away so easily?
"Catch up as fast as you can, don't let him get away!" Wells urged the black bodyguard who was driving beside him.
"Yes, sir, I'm trying to catch up. But that guy is a racing expert. It will take a little effort to catch up with him!" the black bodyguard agreed while speeding up the accelerator.
"No matter what the cost, even if I hit him with my own car, I will stop him!" Wells said with a cold snort.
The black bodyguard grinned but did not dare to say anything. He could only carry out the tasks assigned by Wells.
"Boss, they are Rockefeller's people. I saw Mr. Wells! This thing is probably going to be bad. What do you think we should do?" Behind the chasing motorcade, a black CIA agent pointed the radio at another car.
The superior began to report the situation.
"Is it Wells? I've already guessed it's this group of people. Let's not worry about it for now, just follow and watch the fun. If they start taking action, it's best to pray that Wells can send that damn Chinese to death.
Go to hell! Otherwise we will be in big trouble!" A man's depressed voice sounded on the radio.
"Boss, are we really not doing anything?" The black agent looked very hesitant and asked again.
"What are you going to do? Go up and fight with these two gangs? Isn't your head flooded? Are both Rockefeller and that kid easy to mess with? If you can make them stop, I will give up this position immediately
I'll do it for you!" Upon hearing this, the boss roared again.
When the black agent heard this, he could only agree and quickly ended the call. If he continued, he doubted that his boss could demote him directly to the headquarters to see the gate!
In another car, Roscoe, who had just finished talking to the black agent, rubbed his head and then answered the phone that had been ringing.
"I heard that you have been looking for me today? And I was having a discussion with the National Security Advisor before. You should know that I don't want to be disturbed at this time. Can you give me a reasonable explanation? Otherwise, you, the Operations Department
There is no need to be the director of the department!" As soon as the phone was connected, an old man asked melancholy.
"Sorry, Director, I received information from FBI agents this afternoon that an extremely dangerous guy has entered our country. I think you don't want to hear this news, but I must report it to you!" Ross
Ke quickly explained aloud.
"Extremely dangerous guy? I hope the name you mentioned will not disappoint me! I want to see who can scare our operations director into such a bad behavior?" The director seemed to be in a bad mood.
This tone is even more unpleasant.
"I think the director is no stranger to the name Zhuo Yifan. This kid has entered our threat file two months ago. Based on his performance some time ago, I think he is just classified as dangerous.
Being an element is no longer enough to explain his terror. He will definitely become the number one public enemy of our country. If the director thinks that he is irrelevant!" Roscoe's tone also became lower. He believed that his director,
After hearing this name, I will definitely not have the intention to accuse him anymore.
"What? Are you talking about that Chinese guy? The guy who threatened the island government with nuclear bombs?" After hearing this, the director was stunned for a while and then asked.
"That's right. It's this guy. He entered the country with the Morgan family this time. He must have been under the care of some big shots, so we have never received this information!" Roscoe explained.
"People from the Morgan family? What do they do first? Are they planning to lead the United States into hell?" Upon hearing this, the director's tone suddenly became a little higher, and he seemed very excited.
"It's Mrs. Stephen. If the director can talk to her, I think she will give you a reasonable explanation. But the problem that bothers me right now is how to solve the crisis I see in front of me!
"Rosco said angrily.
"What happened? Is that Chinese boy causing trouble in our territory?" The director was shocked when he heard this, and asked in an ominous tone.
"More than just making trouble? He is racing with Rockefeller's eldest son. It is estimated that one of them may not see the sun tonight. Do you think this matter is more important than the relationship between you and the National Security Advisor?
Symposium, which one is more important?" Roscoe asked with a sneer.
"Damn, why did you tell me such important information? Where are you now?" The director cursed, feeling like his lungs were about to explode, and asked directly.
"I'm running wildly behind Wells and that Chinese guy's car. We're currently on the highway from New York to Washington, and we're driving in the opposite direction. I think these guys are crazy!" Roscoe said depressedly.
explained.
"Contact people from the FBI immediately and ask them to provide you with support. I will rush to New York immediately and report the latest situation to me at any time!" The director did not have time to hesitate anymore. After giving two orders, he hung up the phone.
Putting away the phone, Roscoe showed a sneer on his face, and hummed softly: "Now you know you are anxious? Let your symposium go to hell!"
At this time, Zhuo Yifan, who was running at the front, was already extremely high. Racing on the highway in the United States was really an extremely enjoyable thing. He had not enjoyed the fun of racing for a long time, and he was almost too happy to miss it.
Especially when driving on the wrong side, dodging oncoming high-speed vehicles, the thrilling feeling will definitely make your heart jump out of your throat!
The cars behind suffered even more. Zhuo Yifan was the first to bear the brunt, but the oncoming vehicles were already in shock after avoiding him. When he saw several oncoming vehicles going the wrong way, it was too late.
The reaction was to hit him directly.
If the drivers who were following Zhuo Yifan weren't all experts, they would have collided with those cars one after another. There were several dangers, but in the end they narrowly avoided the crisis of collision. But it also left them in danger.
Unknowingly, the car slowed down and became further and further away from Zhuo Yifan.
"Have you had enough? If you keep playing, the noise will get louder. Don't forget, there are people from CIA following you!" Angel sat in the passenger seat and reminded Zhuo Yifan angrily, who was driving.
Dao. Even if she already possesses early innate strength, she still can’t withstand Zhuo Yifan’s torment like this!
"Okay, there is an exit ahead, let's get off the expressway from there. Then find a place to have some fun with these newbies!" Zhuo Yifan agreed with a chuckle.
"There is an exit ahead, let our people find a way to force him off the highway!" Wells, who was sitting in the car, also gave instructions to his black bodyguard at this time.
"Okay sir!" the black bodyguard agreed, and then gave orders to his men.
The highway exit was already in sight. After a final acceleration, Zhuo Yifan suddenly braked hard, turned the car around again, and drove towards the exit.
This played into Wells and others' plans. A group of vehicles following closely behind them also turned out of this exit one after another.
"It's a pity that the maximum speed of this Rolls-Royce is only 240, otherwise I would have thrown them 800 miles away!" Zhuo Yifan slowly slowed down the speed of the car, while leading the tail towards the unknown
He continued to move forward, while still not fully enjoying himself.