Chapter 26: Thanksgiving Turkey and Traffic Accidents
Chapter 26 Thanksgiving Turkey and Traffic Accidents
"Forget it." The corner of Sheyan's eye locked onto the vehicles rushing from behind. He suppressed the tempting thought of killing the FBI elite agent in front of him. Although this guy seemed to be at the end of his fight, in fact, it was still possible to deal with him.
It took a lot of effort. He saw a busy street with people coming and going next to him, so he planned to jump out of the car and blend into the crowd to escape.
But at this moment, the FBI elite agent who had been beaten extremely miserably screamed wildly, rushed up from behind and hugged Fang Senyan tightly. Apparently he saw his colleagues who were chasing from behind, and wanted to fight to the death.
Drag Fang Senyan! In terms of pure strength, his strength is not much different from Fang Senyan's. It's just that Fang Senyan's explosive power and resistance to blows are much stronger. He hugged her tightly from behind.
Time still made it difficult for Sheyan, who had lost the opportunity, to escape.
Fang Senyan was startled when he became hasty, but his thick black eyebrows immediately twitched, and coupled with the blood on his forehead, his whole face had an indescribable ferocity, and even his eyes were a bit more hot and violent.
Meaning. The fighting experience accumulated in these days caused him to immediately lift his right foot and hook it backwards. At the same time, he raised his head and bumped backwards. If the enemy's response was slightly wrong, he would either be tripped to the ground or hit.
I had flashes of gold in my eyes and a constant nosebleed.
But Sheyan's feet were not only in the air, but the back of his head only hit the air. Apparently, this elite FBI agent also worked hard on grappling and counter-grabbing, and successfully dodged Sheyan's follow-up pursuit. He even more
He leaned close to Sheyan's ear and said in a venomous tone with gritted teeth:
"You yellow-skinned pig, the electrocution chamber of the Los Angeles prison is waiting for you!"
But Sheyan's reaction was also extremely quick. After hearing these words, he immediately used his legs to force his back and violently hit him backwards.
There was a loud "bang", and the FBI could no longer dodge. He was squeezed hard by Sheyan and hit the hard edge of the truck. The nerves in his spine immediately felt a crushing pain. This collision
The huge force below made his vision go dark, and the arms holding Fang Senyan couldn't help but loosen. Fang Senyan took advantage of the situation and used the force, bent his arms into elbows and slammed back, hitting the FBI agent right in the face.
Under the ribs, under this brutal and heavy blow, only a slight "click" sound could be heard. It was obvious that the ribs had been broken alive and then penetrated deeply into the organs!
There is no doubt that this FBI elite agent immediately started coughing violently, and his whole body collapsed on the carriage. Pink foam spread from the corners of his mouth, and there was dark red blood behind him. His abdomen was continuously covered with blood.
Suffering a violent blow, both lungs were severely damaged at this time, and the entire body fell into a hypoxic environment in a short period of time. Even a person with strong willpower would be unable to sustain it.
If Sheyan wants to leave at this time, no one can stop him, but the violence and blood in his eyes is getting stronger and stronger. Ever since he witnessed the cruel treatment of his senior uncle, it seems that there is a dark side hidden in his character.
It was developed bit by bit, and in the nightmare world, without the constraints of laws that were deeply ingrained in concepts, Sheyan actually had a strong and crazy urge to ravage and crush anyone who dared to stand in front of him!
At this time, the truck had started to brake hard. The driver, who was obviously slow, finally noticed the strange movement in the car, and the pursuers from behind were also approaching at high speed from 200 meters away. If Sheyan wanted to escape, he would jump immediately
The car was the best choice, but at this moment, the violent murderous thoughts in his heart surged, how could he let this opportunity pass?
So Sheyan pulled out his gun.
That extremely powerful M500 revolver.
Then he aimed at a 1974 Chevrolet sedan next to him that was about to overtake, and pulled the trigger!
Although Fang Sheyan's marksmanship was very poor, he couldn't even hit the car target three or four meters away. After the loud "bang", the tires of the Chevrolet 1974 had already made a sharp friction sound, and it was facing the car.
A bus on the opposite side crashed into it. Fang Senyan's right hand was numbed by the huge recoil.
After emptying the M500's magazine of bullets, Sheyan pulled out the shotgun again and pointed it coldly at another Ford taxi approaching from behind! His actions caught the driver's eye
Suddenly, the driver was so frightened that he turned the steering wheel and pressed the brakes without hesitation. He instinctively stopped the vehicle sideways to avoid being bombarded from the front. However, he ignored the other vehicles speeding behind and on the opposite side!
As a result, two major traffic accidents occurred on this busy street. The screams of brakes were heard one after another, and as many as ten vehicles collided with each other. The street was instantly blocked. The vehicles behind were suddenly blocked.
The traffic jam formed a long queue, and the five FBI members two hundred meters away could only get out of the car and walk over, no matter how good their driving skills were, and they could drive Xiali out of Ferrari speed.
The delay was enough for Sheyan to kill the dying FBI agent ten times!
"Yellow-skinned pig?"
Fang Senyan withdrew his eyes from the messy car accident scene, took a step forward, raised his right foot high and stepped down hard. At this time, the FBI member could barely raise his hands to resist, but when
This heavy kick turned into futility, and he was hit hard in the chest and abdomen. A blood arrow was immediately drawn from his mouth, and his whole body curled up and bent like a shrimp.
Fang Senyan expressionlessly kicked him again, once, twice, then leaned down, grabbed the unfortunate guy's neck with his right hand and lifted him up alive, and this FBI elite was already as angry as a gossamer.
He could only linger on, kicking his legs in the air in vain and weakly.
At this time, the truck finally stopped, and the driver opened the cab door angrily and got out - but after seeing the blood spraying, his face immediately turned pale and he shrank back. Sheyan happened to be directly next to him.
He punched the light box sign of a store with his backhand. There was a loud crash, glass shards mixed with plastic flew, and the supporting steel frame inside was exposed. There happened to be a rusty iron pipe standing straight in front of it.
come over.
"You like punching people in the face so much?"
"You like gay Sam so much?"
Fang Senyan said sarcastically, the violence and bloodthirsty in his eyes became even stronger, he exerted force with his right hand, and with a loud "canopy" sound, he aimed the dying FBI agent in his hand at the iron pipe and smashed it up! There was a shrill scream.
It stopped abruptly after the sound. The end of the blood-stained steel pipe pierced the rosacea's back and emerged from the front of his chest! There were even some fragments of twisted body tissue falling off it, which looked particularly bloody and cruel.
!
The five elite FBI agents in the distance had already jumped out of the car. Naturally their eyes were splitting when they saw this scene. However, even though they were nearly a hundred meters away, they could only watch the tragedy happen.
The prisoner in the distance smiled coldly on the carriage, made a very threatening throat-slitting gesture towards them, then picked up the box and ran into the distance.
Blood dripped down from above drop by drop, still glowing with warmth.
Jace, who was crucified alive on the signboard, would still twitch from time to time, but life had obviously left this body. His eyes were not closed until he died, and the fear remained in his gray and dull pupils.
Probably due to the massive blood loss, his huge rosy nose was also covered with a layer of gray.
There was rust on the iron pipe that pierced the chest. It was originally very dull, but after it was stained with blood, it took on a faint cruel luster. Novan looked up at the corpse of his disliked subordinate, but
I couldn't help but think of the bunch of naked turkeys hanging in the supermarket on Thanksgiving Eve.
"Sir. James and the others have caught up with him and have bitten the guy." It was Corey who hurried over. He looked up at Jace who was hanging in the air, coughed and spat.
"Damn it, I just lent Jess a thousand dollars yesterday - speaking of which, who is this guy we're chasing? He's been shot so many times and yet he's still running away so fast!"
Nova narrowed his eyes:
"I'm afraid they are veterans who have returned from the Vietnam War. These cold-blooded guys kill without any burden, and most of them have mental illness! The bulletproof vest he is wearing is not something ordinary people can get. We seem to be involved in a...
What a whirlpool!"
"Oh, I lost my t. What is this? The Los Angeles version of the first blood?" Corey began to feel indignant, but he also clearly showed the idea of retreating:
"We don't have to wade through this muddy water, why don't we... ask those guys in the Delta for help?"
Nova slowly shook his head and said:
"Those guys in the Delta have never dealt with us very much. Our leader is always arrogant when greeting their generals. If we ask for help from them after suffering such a small loss, then we can't expect our leader to look at us seriously in the future.
.Besides, I heard that the people in the Delta have suffered a lot recently and suffered heavy casualties. Even if they can shamelessly ask for help, they may not come."
Corey looked worriedly into the distance, and he clearly showed a hint of timidity:
"Then...we still have to hold on?"
Nova suddenly said a little irritably:
"It is clearly stated in the battle damage manual that unless an irresistible external force is encountered, the team on a mission can only request reinforcements when the battle damage reaches 40. Do you want me to tell my superiors that that damn criminal has suffered a heavy blow to six people?"
The senior FBI agent with systematic combat training/gun shooting training is an "irresistible factor"? Oh, no, I still hope to be promoted in the second half of the year!"