If I don't have money to go to college, I can only go to slay the dragon

Chapter 131 The First Confrontation
"Start closing the streets, start closing the streets."

"Attention, attention, there is a car about to get off the expressway around the city."

"It's GT-R! GT-R is coming to town!"

The white GT-R rushed down the expressway around the city and rushed into Tokyo at a speed of 190km/h. The traffic policeman squatting next to the police car eating noodles at the expressway was almost knocked to the ground by the strong wind and deafening engine sound. He ducked his head into the police car, saw the explosive value on the speedometer screen, and slapped him on the face.

"Why didn't the police car come after you?" Lin Nian asked strangely as he glanced back at the traffic policeman holding his hat and paying attention.

"Junior brother, do you still think we don't have enough pursuers behind us?" Mandy cried.

Ryoichi glanced at the rearview mirror: "Probably because he felt that he couldn't catch up. Those police cars died at the factory and ran at a speed of 180 kilometers per hour at most. It would not take that much effort to catch up with drag racing gangsters without extremely confident driving skills, otherwise After hitting someone to death, the Metropolitan Police Department has to fall into public opinion again."

During the [-]-kilometer journey from Mt. Fuji to Tokyo, Ryoichi stepped on the accelerator and dragged his car, and the pursuers behind him were not in a hurry. Even if they were thrown away for a long distance, they still stuck to their buttocks. Only the helicopter in the sky followed In keeping with their footsteps, the searchlights slammed on the GT-R all the way, which feels like a fugitive in a serious crime in a drag racing movie.

"The fuel tank is about to bottom out." Lin Nian glanced at the dashboard and found that the refueling reminder on it was already bright red.

"Come on." Ryoichi said.

"So now we still have time to stop and go to the gas station?" Mandy felt a little confused.

"There are several 10L red fuel tanks in the trunk, please trouble." Liang Yi looked at Lin Nian.

"Will it be enough for us to reach our destination?" Lin Nian rolled up his sleeves and asked, "Going back to Tokyo can be regarded as a long detour."

"The director of the executive bureau will go to the imperial court personally. You have to give him some face. Going back to Tokyo is the only way. It is impossible for us to get rid of a whole team of chasing soldiers on the highway." Ryoichi lowered the rear window and looked at the rearview mirror. Now they can see the headlights of Ferrari again. After entering the urban area, the speed of the car has obviously slowed down. The accelerator can be fully throttled on the high speed outside the city, but in the urban area, it is impossible to reach a speed of more than 200 per hour. court death.

"It depends on your driving skills." Lin Nian got into the back seat and leaned half out of the car. Ryoichi slowed down a bit, and the Ferrari behind immediately pulled the accelerator into the distance.

They have gradually entered the city and there are towering buildings on both sides of the road. The night crowd on the side of the road shouted in surprise while raising their mobile phones to take pictures of these two good cars speeding past at an exaggerated speed, even though the time is approaching The more you drive into the city in the middle of the night, the more vehicles come and go on the road, and the narrow streets and cars pass by and honk their horns more and more.

The Ferrari at the back obviously noticed that the GT-R was about to run out of fuel. After seeing Lin Nian coming out of the rear window, he immediately stepped on the brakes. Lin Nian, who leaned out at that time, would be in danger.

"Hold on to your junior brother!" Liangyi turned his head and called Mandy in Chinese, who immediately jumped up and hugged Lin Nian's thigh. The GT-R slid out and drifted through a sharp bend, and the Ferrari behind also slammed After stepping on the brakes and drifting, the two cars slid almost parallel to the ground to make a turn, and then stepped on the accelerator together and started to soar!
Now the distance between the two cars was completely close, Liang glanced at the rearview mirror, the Ferrari was already close to the GTR's ass, what surprised him was that a woman in a secretary's suit was sitting in the driver's seat of the Ferrari, this kind of With his violent driving skills, he thought it was the director of the executive bureau who was competing with him on the same stage.

Lin Nian completely climbed out of the car and turned over on the roof, and the trunk opened in response. He opened the trunk and looked down from a height, and there were indeed three red fuel tanks leaning against it. After filling up the [-] liters of fuel It may allow GT-R to last another hundred kilometers.

He was about to turn over to get the fuel tank, when the GT-R trembled so violently that he nearly pushed his back and nearly threw him away, but he reacted quickly enough, and with a shake of his right hand, he held the dagger in his sleeve and pierced the roof of the car to fix himself , Mandy's frightened sound came from inside the car, and the knife was almost stuck in her ear.

Lin Nian looked up and found that Ferrari had already kissed the GT-R's ass, and the female secretary in the driver's seat was also watching him, as if deliberately trying to knock him off the car, so he stomped on it again. Accelerate!

Inside the car, Mandy was knocked out of balance again and pressed her right hand on the car radio. The radio host was yelling and explaining the car chase and shooting incidents that were happening on the streets of Tokyo. The background music is still alive Accompanied by the car chase BGM in "The Matrix 2": 'Mona Lisa Overdrive'.

In the car, Lin Nian raised his hand and gave the Ferrari the middle finger when he heard the restless music playing in the car for no reason. The female secretary in the driver's seat stepped on the accelerator with a blank expression and hit again!
Ryoichi, who felt a series of strong impacts in the driver's seat, frowned tightly. There were more and more vehicles flowing around, and the road conditions gradually became congested. Their speed had to be reduced to below [-] and they kept overtaking , Ferrari bit them like tarsal maggots and couldn't get rid of them.

Lin Nian tried to get the fuel tank several times but was stopped by Ferrari hitting the rear of the car. He almost wanted to drive again to fill up the gas, but doing so would consume a lot of his energy. If the GT-R was really blocked It will be troublesome if you want to break out of the encirclement when you come down.

Ryoichi also saw Lin Nian's predicament. He raised his hand and knocked on the roof of the car to signal Lin Nian to fix himself. The GT-R roared and accelerated, leaving the two Ferrari parking spaces behind. With the sound, the GT-R suddenly turned 180 degrees while driving at high speed and drove backwards in the reverse direction!

Front to front, through the windshield, Mandy, who had already been prepared in the back seat, pointed at the driver's seat with both hands and fired three shots!

The Ferrari window shattered and at the same time stepped on the brakes to open the distance between the two cars. It is obvious that even the executive director’s supercar is not bulletproof. Lin Nian on the roof immediately seized the time difference and took out the fuel tank to GT-R come on.

Sakura, who was driving in the Ferrari, covered her shoulders and stepped on the accelerator again to speed up to catch up. A 9mm bullet was embedded in her suit. Fortunately, the gunman on the GT-R aimed at her shoulder instead of her head. Otherwise, this sudden operation might really cause her to die here.

"Catch up, let me do it next." Seeing this, Yuan Zhisheng got a little angry, obviously aware of the danger of the situation just now, and it seemed that the next action would have to be a little more authoritarian in order to be successfully completed.

"We're done refueling, we have to find a place to get rid of them!" Lin Nian stuck his head upside down from the driver's window.

"I know such a place, but the premise is that we need a vacuum period for surveillance." After refueling, the GT-R drove forward again, and Liang glanced at the helicopters whizzing past the city. There was a commotion, countless passers-by on the street took pictures with their mobile phones, and there were more and more videos with similar titles on Youtube, "Movie or reality? Tokyo street drag racing shootout real shot!"

"Understood." Lin Nian gestured OK, and Mandy handed him a loaded pistol from the back seat, and he withdrew again and returned to the roof.

Lin Nian turned around and saw that the Ferrari rushed out of the traffic again, but this time a man in a black windbreaker was squatting on the hood of the red supercar. The strong wind lifted his clothes like black wings, and his right hand He is holding an ancient knife with a scabbard on his chest, and the pattern of the gentian ring on his finger is ancient and strict.

The two looked at each other, seeing Furui Wubo's emotions in each other's eyes, Lin Nian suddenly raised his pistol and fired, the first five bullets were aimed at the tires of the Ferrari, but it was a pity that all five bullets hit but nothing There was no sign of a puncture, and although there was no bulletproof glass, it was equipped with bulletproof real tires, which also explains why the Ferrari was so slow in the previous high-speed chase.

If you can't get a taxi, it's okay to hit someone, right?

Lin Nian raised his gun to aim at the man on the hood, but he suddenly found that the man had disappeared!
The next moment, strong winds and black shadows fell from the sky, and the light of the knife like curved water burst in the corner of Lin Nian's eyes. He slashed back with the knife, but his whole body was pressed against the roof of the car by a huge, unbearable force. go down!
Lin Nian looked at the beautiful scene of fire trees and silver flowers blooming between the blades, looking at the man who was overwhelmed by him: "Name?"

"Patriarch of the Yuan family, Yuan Zhisheng." The man said.

　ps: I had a colonoscopy yesterday and fell asleep for a day, and I didn't have time to ask for leave

　　
　
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