"Chase!" the policewoman was furious. Random gunshots exploded in the rear compartment.
The gentleman lawyer who was rolling on the ground just now rolled and crawled into the trunk of the Fiat 124 Spider Roadster.
"Sir, would you like to explain?" The modern girl thought it was just a misunderstanding. None of the people were killed by us. But would anyone believe that they were killing each other?
"Don't worry, I'll take care of everything." As soon as he finished speaking, the rearview mirror on the driver's side was smashed by the female police officer.
Wu Chen has determined that the female police officer also used the Beretta 92 with a 15-round high-capacity magazine. The general use of police and criminals is also an Italian characteristic.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The policewoman who was almost fooled by Wu Chen raised her gun and fired repeatedly, driven by a strong sense of humiliation. The bullets whizzed past the car window. Although they missed, they were not far behind. While Wu Chen was counting, he repeated his old S-shaped move to block the policewoman's pursuit route.
At the moment when the female police officer finished firing 15 rounds. Wu Chen immediately slowed down: "We'll see what happens to you later."
"Yes, sir." The two women in the Fiat 124 Sport Spider Roadster understood.
"Stop the car." The policewoman accelerated and approached, pointing the black muzzle at Wu Chen's head.
Wu Chen smiled in return through the cab window. Then he turned the steering wheel hard and squeezed through (?).
"Bah!" The policewoman fired her shot. Before he could change the magazine, the assembly truck crashed into him.
The policewoman subconsciously dodged, but found that the steering wheel did not move at all. What's even weirder is that Wu Chen's condescending smiling face is getting closer and closer to her!
"Oh my god..." The policewoman didn't have time to think about it. In a blink of an eye, the front of the police car was firmly welded to the rear of the Fiat 124 Sports Spider Roadster. What’s even weirder is that the entire car is still contained in the ambulance body!
"Hello?" While the policewoman was stunned, female reporters and ladies were already surrounding her.
When she saw the two people's faces that were exactly like her own, the policewoman couldn't stop trembling: "Devils! You devils!"
He hurriedly reached for the spare magazine, but was grabbed by the wrist by a female reporter with sharp eyes and quick hands: "Officer, it's not you..."
Just hearing a "pop!", the female reporter was unexpectedly punched in the left eye by the policewoman.
"You idiot." The female reporter suddenly became furious and reached out to pluck the policewoman's hair. The lady on the other side also jumped into the passenger seat. The three of them struggled together. Pulling hair, pulling ears, slapping, and biting arms. The torn to pieces, the stripped to pieces.
However, the policewoman has practiced her kung fu very well. The bows are drawn left and right, and the rabbit kicks the eagle. He kicked the female reporter and the lady out, one on the left and the other on the right.
He doesn't care about the wide open center goal, and he's not afraid to hit someone with the ball (?). The policewoman who had tied herself up in a random knot stepped on the female reporter's head and forced her to get out of the car, then jumped out of the rear compartment door that was full of bullet holes.
"Did she escape?" The modern girl who had been staring at the rearview mirror asked suspiciously.
"Bang!" She was answered by the rearview mirror on the passenger side that exploded.
The female police officer seized another police car, filled the magazine and launched a new round of pursuit.
"Are you okay?" Although the size of the ambulance was slightly larger than that of a car, the doors of several cars that were spliced into the compartment could not be fully opened. Because of this, the policewoman cannot fully exert her due strength. A whole body of Kung Fu turned into a fight between women. Especially having their hair pulled out, ears pulled, slapped, and arms bitten. The torn to pieces, the stripped to pieces.
Then again, women always try to embarrass women.
New grudges and old grudges, public revenge and private grudges. "Bang! Bang! Bang!" He fired 15 rounds in a row, and the corners of his eyes trembled. Wu Chen's harmless smiling face was approaching unreasonably again.
His eyes blurred again. The front of this police car and the rear of that police car are welded together.
Glancing left and right from the corner of his eye, two women with disheveled hair and murderous aura had already taken their positions in advance. As soon as the policewoman touched her waist, her hair was grabbed again. What followed was a whirlwind of extreme pulling.
"Crack." The modern girl took out a French fries from nowhere, with a look of relish on her face.
"Just wait!" He said harsh words, and the policewoman who had suffered a great loss jumped out of the rear door with a loud bang and resented it.
"Bang!" The female police officer who had taken another police car came back to life with full ammunition, fuel and health.
After firing 15 rounds, the policewoman’s appearance changed drastically.
My eyes are dazzled, it’s the third time!
On the left and right, a bunch of white flowers (?) rushed forward fiercely.
"Crack." The modern girl who chewed slowly began to eat her second fries.
In three consecutive fights, what should be torn to pieces has been torn to pieces, and what should have been stripped has been stripped naked. The passionate collision is like... a collision between the Milky Way and Andromeda that lasted 4.5 billion years. Each and every one of them committed a chest violation, or hit someone with the ball in a row. In the huge spliced carriage, the only person who could "watch the football in a civilized manner" was the modern girl next to Wu Chen.
This time, the policewoman held her belt and climbed out of the trunk.
The female reporter raised a finger, twirled the elastic booty she had taken off from the policewoman, and whistled provocatively. It was like the famous scene at the San Siro Stadium where the crowd waved black and red towels after the home team scored.
"Da da da, da da da..." The two rear doors swinging left and right fell apart on the spot. The policewoman who changed her weapon slightly vented her anger with a hail of bullets.
"Hide quickly." Wu Chen immediately changed his direction to avoid.
The misdirected bullet sent sparks flying and shattered the side compartment. Fortunately, Wu Chen reminded him in time. Both the female reporter and the lady climbed out of the attack range along the narrow gaps on both sides.
"Sir, she also hid a pistol under her arm." The modern girl who was eating French fries and "watching the football in a civilized manner" did not miss any detail.
"Okay, Coco." Wu Chen became more and more fluent as he shouted.
Another round of bullets came like water.
Wu Chen changed lanes again to avoid. Use the ambulance compartment on the other side to block the hail of bullets.
"Things seem to be getting more and more interesting." Wu Chen thought thoughtfully as he looked at the assembled carriage that was riddled with holes and would be completely smashed into pieces before it could hold up for long.
The policewoman who deliberately showed off her bullets and waited for Wu Chen to squeeze over was successful.
Before the policewoman reached under her arm to draw her gun, Wu Chen's black gun was already aimed at her: "Put up your hands."
Wu Chen's every move was full of inexplicable shock. The policewoman struggled a few times, then raised her hands in the air.
Their eyes were dazzled, and they were welded together again.
Nothing needs to be said. The policewoman took a deep breath and pulled off the gun under her arm. He suddenly leaned back to avoid the head-turning grab. He pinched his nose with his backhand and twisted it hard.
"Ouch!" The female reporter screamed in pain and burst into tears.
The policewoman waved her other arm to block the lady's attack. Just as he was about to take advantage of the situation to counterattack, his neck tightened unexpectedly. The whole person was restrained by the safety belt on the backrest.
Is there a third person?
Yes, it was the modern girl who was killed just in time.
"Officer, look at us, are we all the same as you?" As she spoke, the modern girl stretched out her long legs wearing nylon stockings, and used her charming toes to pry the rearview mirror, revealing herself and the policewoman. Two faces with exactly the same facial features.
"Officer, look at your front and back." The voice came from Wu Chen: "With so many Fiats spliced together, it's rare that you don't think there is something wrong?"
"Who are you?" The policewoman stopped struggling, and the modern girl behind her also loosened her safety belt slightly.
"We are from different countries... Italy." The female reporter stood up with runny nose and tears.
"Nonsense, there is only one Italy in the world." the policewoman retorted loudly.
"What if we come from different Italy?" The lady on the side also covered her face and stood up.
