Before the transport truck hit the boulder, Mo Fan pulled the driver's body out of the driver's seat. He got into the driver's seat and regained control of the car.
But while the car was out of control, the convoy of the Three Eyes Gang caught up and got within 20 meters of them.
At this distance, even if the monkey holds a gun, he can still be hit by a few shots.
The guards in the transport vehicle were instantly suppressed by the firepower of the Three Eyes Gang. They had no choice but to close the door and fell into a state of complete beating and waiting to die.
The moment Mo Fan touched the steering wheel, the nervous driver was ready to take action, wanting him to have a wild ride.
When he activates his neural driving, even without firing a shot, he can get rid of the Three-Eyed Gang's convoy before the transport vehicle is blown up.
But now is not the time.
He deliberately drove the car in a panic and reckless manner, and his driving skills were not as good as the driver who died. He was so busy that he couldn't even be distracted and look back at the battle situation.
Following a dangerous turn, the transport truck ran over a bush. After the person in the car staggered, he shouted behind him:
"If you don't want to die, think of something! When you were escorting the samples, didn't you think that you would be robbed?"
Norman's ability was not enough to handle the current crisis, so he could only push the co-pilot out.
He pointed at the co-pilot and said: "In the past, they were the ones who directed the operations when transporting samples. There had never been any problems, so no solutions were prepared."
Mo Fan glanced at the co-pilot viciously and threatened:
"Today is my first day at work, and I haven't even received a salary. There's no way I'm going to fight for a few boxes of bad medicine, let alone die for them."
"Give you thirty seconds and give me a reliable plan, otherwise I will open the car door and throw those damn suitcases out!"
The co-pilot clenched his fists, but did not dare to talk back. In the past, any guard would have dared to threaten him. He would have killed someone long ago. How dare a guard from a pharmaceutical factory dare to speak loudly in front of him?
But it was Mo Fan who spoke in front of him, so that was a different matter.
When facing a guy whose fists are harder than yours and whose marksmanship is better than yours, no matter who the other person is, you must give him the respect he deserves.
"I have already sent out a request for help, but the rescue team is a bit far away. Let's go to the predetermined temporary warehouse first and hold on for ten minutes, no, five minutes, and someone will come to rescue us."
Mo Fan narrowed his eyes, gave Norman a wink, and said loudly:
"I respect everyone's opinions. What do you think of this plan? When being chased by the Three Eyes Gang, you have to escape to a temporary warehouse and then hold on for ten minutes to fight for a chance of survival."
"Or, it would be better if we throw the drug samples out and get out of danger directly."
Norman is a shrewd man. Through the conversation between Mo Fan and the co-pilot, he has understood that the things in the car are not ordinary, and are far from as simple as the medicines sent for testing.
Seeing the look Mo Fan gave him, he knew what Mo Fan meant and knew that he had to stand up if he wanted to survive.
"I have been to a temporary warehouse where goods are delivered. There are only two or three guards there. The warehouses are all made of iron and cannot be used as a bunker."
"Oh, it would be better to throw away these burdens." Mo Fan responded.
Sweat broke out on the co-pilot's forehead, and he quickly said: "I have another plan, go directly to our temporary camp, which is closer and has enough manpower."
"where?"
"Old Tire Motel."
Mo Fan entered the Old Tire Motel into the navigation. According to the location on the navigation, the Old Tire Motel was located between Xingfu Pharmaceutical and the temporary warehouse.
They headed to the Old Tire Motel, which was closer than to the temporary warehouse.
Mo Fan cursed: "Are you kidding me? You have your people here, and you still want us to go to the temporary warehouse first?"
Facing the glares of several guards, the co-pilot whispered: "There are confidentiality regulations, and there is nothing I can do about it."
Mo Fan said to several guards, "Control him and keep an eye on him. If you get to the motel and can't find reinforcements, I will be the first to kill him!"
After speaking, he waved to Norman and motioned for Norman to sit in the passenger seat.
At this moment, Mo Fan has the highest combat power among the people in the car, and he holds the steering wheel, so he naturally becomes the boss. Even though he is the new employee who just joined the company today, no one disobeys his orders.
The other two guards tied up the co-pilot with zip ties, and then sandwiched him on the left and right to ensure that he could not make any other movements.
"Let me go, you idiots. Now is the time to resist the Three Eyes Gang. You guys need me as a fighting force." The co-pilot shouted towards Mo Fan.
"If I really need you, I will let you go."
After arranging everyone in the car and locating the co-pilot's stronghold, Mo Fan activated his neural driving ability without having to pretend anymore.
Under his control, the heavy transport vehicle was transformed. Not only did it speed up and drive smoothly, even the bumpiness was significantly reduced.
Several high-horsepower modified cars from the Three Eyes Gang were forced to distance themselves from each other by him.
As the distance increased, the sound of bullets hitting the car gradually became less frequent. Norman relaxed and asked in a low voice:
"Are you guys involved in your profession to this extent now? You need to be able to lurk, act, and race cars and shoot. Are you, Ninth Media, agents affiliated with the Intelligence Bureau? "
"Maybe. Don't you think that the work done by undercover reporters and agents is basically the same?"
Norman glanced at the suitcases in the back, then at the co-pilot who had his hands tied with zip ties and was being controlled, and asked:
"What exactly is in the box that makes you two so nervous and why you provoked the Three-Eyed Gang?"
Mo Fan: "Guess. The goods flowed out from Xingfu Pharmaceutical. What does Xingfu Pharmaceutical do? Is there anything on the market that the Three Eyes Gang can target?"
Norman shrugged, "I won't guess. It's no fun if you guess wrong, and you'll lose your head if you guess right."
The car drove for a while, and Norman, who was sitting in the passenger seat, noticed that Mo Fan's driving route was not going straight to the Old Tire Motel, but in a circle.
"Where are you going?"
Mo Fan raised his voice so that the other guards behind him could hear it.
"You don't think you can survive at the Old Tire Motel, do you?"
As soon as these words came out, the guards who had ostrich thoughts instantly became nervous.
It is obvious that they are involved in a big secret. In order to keep the secret, no matter the Three Eyes Gang behind them, the people in the Old Tire Motel, or the Happy Pharmaceutical where they are located, they will not let them go easily.
After all, only the dead can keep secrets best.
Just when the faces of several guards were filled with fear, Mo Fan continued:
"Ahead is the upper reaches of the Stinky River. I will drive a section along the river later. You can choose to jump into the river and escape, or follow me and continue to the Old Tire Motel. The choice is yours."
"Untie me, I want to jump into the river." The first officer jumped out and shouted.
Mo Fan: "No, you are the only one who has to stay. I have to explain the situation to the motel."
With the co-pilot's reaction, the guards instantly understood what to choose.
Two minutes later, Mo Fan drove to the edge of a crack. Seven or eight meters below the crack, there was a rapid river.
This is the upper reaches of the Stinky Water River. The water is very turbid and contains many toxic substances. It cannot be drunk directly without purification.
But no matter how poisonous it is, the river water that is not polluted by industrial wastewater is still much cleaner than the smelly river around Yefeng Town.
At least no one will die if you soak in it for a short period of time.
The side door of the transport vehicle opened, and the two guards jumped down towards the river.
When it was Norman's turn, Mo Fan pulled him and whispered: "Go down the river, don't work together with them, find a way to enter Yefeng Town, it will be much safer. I'm still waiting for you to read today's news. "
Norman helped save a lot of time on this commission.
He deliberately took a detour to the Stinky River to repay Norman's favor.
He has been given the opportunity. Whether he can escape or not depends entirely on his ability.
"Thank you." Norman said and jumped into the river.
Three people were missing from the carriage, and it suddenly seemed empty.
Mo Fan said to the remaining co-pilot: "Don't cry and be happy. Let's go find your teammates right now."
