"Hair the seat belt." The driver said indifferently.

The emotions were not fluctuating, as if a robot, the car under him accelerated and roared constantly, as if the enthusiasm for fighting was conveyed to the body of the car.

The driver ignored the motorcycle chasing behind him. He didn't even look at the rearview mirror, but just stared at the taxi intercepted in front.

The road was rugged and not flat, not even wider. More than a dozen various sedans drove over, as if a group of animals appeared, blocking their way.

The driver repeatedly stepped on the accelerator, and the Nissan car accelerated again and again. Fortunately, the people in their car weighed too much, which suppressed the car, otherwise Li Du was really afraid that the car would float up.

The running Nissan car did not hesitate at all. It just hit the oncoming convoy, and acted as a kamikaze death squad hitting a warship, and they all came together!

The drivers in the taxi were shocked. Seeing Nissan who was clearly about to hit him, they quickly stepped on the brakes and slowed down.

The cars in front turned around and rushed down the road, but they didn't want to be dead!

The car behind didn't have time to turn the front of the car, and the people in the car had a bad vision. After the car in front moved away, he saw Nissan rushing towards him wildly. He was so scared that he stepped on the brakes desperately.

Li Du shouted: "It's crazy..."

He had just spoken a word, and the Nissan suddenly slowed down.

But it was too fast at first, even slowing down quite quickly, and plunged head-on into the oncoming cab fleet.

The driver turned the steering wheel with his left hand like a windmill, and his right hand changed gears repeatedly, and his feet kept twitching below, as if he was dancing.

Seeing that the two cars were about to collide, the taxi driver could only shout "Help" in horror. As a result, Nissan, who rushed to the front of him, turned his head strangely and drove over to the car.

The spirit snake that had hit the motorcycle before appeared again when it hit the hole. The two front wheels of the Nissan sedan kept shaking left and right, and the car also shaking left and right in the chaotic convoy.

In this way, they avoided several cars that were about to hit, just like sharks walking under the sea, always avoiding oncoming reefs.

But the convoy was too concentrated, and the cars behind were braked together, and eventually they messed up, blocking the entire road.

Inevitably, Nissan's car crashed into it, but at this time the car in front had already braked or stopped. Nissan slowed down from the beginning of entering the convoy and was not fast.

Therefore, although I ran into it, the people in the car were not greatly affected.

The driver quickly opened the car door and said, "Run over, grab the last car, and open the way for me!"

Brother Wolf was like a gymnast. He pressed the car with both hands and flew up. He supported his body with his arms. His legs were swirling around, like the autumn wind swept the fallen leaves, and several drivers surrounding him were kicked away.

Godzilla got out of the car, and the passenger door of the car in front was knocked crooked. He grabbed the door with both hands and pulled it hard. After the crisp sound of "Clickla" he pulled the door down.

Holding the car door with one hand, Godzilla was like a crazy barbarian warrior, blocking Li Du and rushing forward. A driver was unlucky to block the front and was hit by the car door. He flew up and pierced his head on the front of the car.

Brother Wolf dodged and moved, like a sharp knife opening the way in front.

Godzilla rushed around, and those who touched it flew up, like an unreasonable siege car, and those who blocked it were invincible!

The taxi drivers were stunned. The remaining few got out of the car and didn't dare to go forward.

Li Du took out a Taser, and a young motorbike chased after him with a machete. He turned around and shot him.

They rushed out of the convoy, and the driver pulled the last Honda Accord and sat in. The car started, and the storm hit the spot, turning around.

After Li Du and others got on the car, Accord left...

The motorcycle youth and taxi drivers were stunned. It took a long time to ask, "What's going on with this horse? Am I dreaming?"

"Who are we messing with? Is this Ethan of Mission Impossible or Bourne with a spy?"

"Damn it, chase, chase, Fark! How to chase?!"

South Nogalis is not far from the border line, four or five kilometers away, and the car is running at full speed, which is only a matter of one or two minutes.

Honda Accord rushed to the border inspection passage with a fog like a dragon. The driver stepped on the brakes and said, "Go over."

Li Du and others walked forward, and staying here would be a problem.

As a result, he turned around and found that the driver was sitting in the car without moving.

He went over and asked, "Let's go, why are you staying here?"

The driver still said in a indifferent tone: "Where are you going? I was just deported..."

There was no time to waste. Before Li Du could finish his words, he grabbed him and dragged him out, saying, "Go, I'll help you with immigration."

This has to trouble JPMorgan again, because JPMorgan has been trying every means to persuade him to immigrate, but Li Du didn't want to do this and never agreed.

But from this point of view, immigration is a very simple thing for JPMorgan Chase.

The driver was very stubborn and pushed him away and said, "You guys go, I don't want to go to the United States anymore."

"Then you can't stay here either." Li Du said sternly, "Do you want to be beaten to death by them?"

The driver said in an indifferent tone: "No, they won't beat me to death, at most they will teach me a hard lesson. They have to save my life, let me make money, and pay them money."

Godzilla reached out and grabbed his shoulder and dragged it out of the car, shook it hard and shouted: "What kind of evil did you do? Fakeyou, you dog-raising a dog-brained brain! Do you want to die here? What should you do if your son? What should Carlos II do?!"

After hearing this, the driver smiled bitterly and said, "There is no more Carlos II, ha, he is dead, Mad, he is taken away by God, ha!"

Li Du kind of understood why he became in his current mental state.

Godzilla was stunned and said, "What, what, Carlos II died? Didn't the car accident just cause his paraplegia? Isn't it just for you to take him to the United States to treat this?"

The driver showed a strange smile on his face, but stopped talking, just shook his head repeatedly.

Brother Wolf looked at Li Du and said, "Do you want to take him away?"

Li Du said: "He is such a super powerful driver!"

The driver is a talent. If he can be included in the army, he will drive the car in the future. Li Du really doesn’t worry about where he goes.

Brother Wolf nodded, went up and said to the driver, "Do you have a wife?"

The driver didn't understand what he was asking and frowned at him.

"I have no wife anymore, my wife and two children were killed by someone." Brother Wolf said, "It's not only your life that is bleak and sad."

"If you don't have a wife, just find another one. If you don't have children, just give birth to another one. What's the point of living like this?" Brother Wolf continued.

The driver looked at him mockingly and said, "You are really good at speaking the truth. You won't naively think that I will be moved by your words, right?"

Brother Wolf shook his head and suddenly punched his temple.

The driver looked at him in shock, his eyes rolled quickly, and fell softly to the ground.

Godzilla's face was dull.
Chapter completed!