4:55 a.m., 59th Street.
Gus, who was driving a white Nissan sedan with one hand, hummed and opened the slider of his mobile phone.
"Mother."
In an old-fashioned apartment in the lower city, an old woman held her mobile phone on her shoulder and stirred batter while asking: "Son, are you smoking?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Gus on the other end of the phone quickly put away his cigarette for fear of upsetting his mother.
"How is that possible? I'm at work." He quickly changed the subject, "I just called back to ask what you were doing."
"Make breakfast for your brother."
After the words fell, a lazy voice sounded: "Mom, there is only one can of beer left in the house, you can't do this to me."
"Remember to go to the supermarket to buy some more in the afternoon."
That was Gus' brother, Crispin, an absolute loser and drug addict.
There is no doubt that this self-proclaimed street guy can't even do things like robbery. He can only do petty theft and gnawing on the elderly.
Because Gusdu heard that while he was in jail, his mother cried every day. Not only that, she also had to raise her grown-up son, and this guy often stole the money she used to pay rent to buy some Contraband makes an already difficult family even worse.
However, as long as the coffin is transported to the location marked on the GPS by the employer in advance, the difficult days will be over and life will return to normal.
With this thought, Gus stepped on the accelerator lightly, accelerated the speed of the car, and said at the same time: "Mom, I'm almost crossing the bridge. I'll finish work and be home for dinner in an hour."
"good."
The phone hangs up.
Lu Li, who was following behind, didn't know who he was tracking, but whoever blocked the road would die anyway.
Although this plan is crazy, it has certain room for maneuver - Lu Li wants to kill the story before dawn.
At this point, he has guessed the ultimate villain of this suspense drama. It is a vampire with strange abilities. With the help of human allies, he has traveled thousands of miles and traveled across the ocean, from Berlin to New York, aiming to achieve Some kind of shocking conspiracy.
Perhaps this creature can be explained by science, or it can be explained by folklore.
Anyway, guns will definitely work.
It would be nice if there were silver bullets around, because no matter what kind of legend it is, it has become a theorem that the vampires are afraid of silver and sunlight.
Lu Li was thinking about something and glanced at the road sign on the upper right:
[Five miles ahead, Queensboro Bridge]
He looked away and muttered to himself: "The battle is about to begin."
In fact, the principal will never let anyone ruin this drama easily, especially when the plot has just begun.
However, having reached this point, Lu Li couldn't help but want to see what method he would use to stop him.
A human villain appears?
An extraordinary creature that can be killed with bullets?
If it was only to this extent, then Lu Li was really confident of walking the remaining five miles and killing him all the way.
all in all.
Lu Li wanted to give it a try and see if he could film this epic blockbuster in one episode.
Even if the chance is low, there is no loss. He still has a partner. Even if he hasn't contacted him yet, there is no need to worry, because the world is small and New York is even smaller. They can always meet at some time.
"Let me see who is out first."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Li stepped on the accelerator and increased the speed of the car crazily. At the same time, he held the steering wheel with one hand and grabbed the police light with the other hand and hung it on the roof of the car.
Suddenly, lights flashed and sirens wailed.
Private cars pull over one after another, because in this country, whenever you see the flashing police lights, the driver has to slow down to see if it is coming towards you.
Otherwise, if he is mistakenly killed as a suspect, there will be no explanation. The most he can do is let his relatives demand more compensation.
Looking through the rearview mirror, Gus certainly noticed this scene. He had an intuition that the other party was coming for the coffin. After all, the five thousand US dollars and subsequent rewards were not so easy to get.
Not long after, there was only a white Nissan sedan and a police pickup truck left in the middle lane of 59th Street, one behind the other, traveling at high speed.
Lu Li lowered his head and glanced at the loudspeaker placed under the seat. He wanted to persuade him to surrender or interfere with the other party, but this idea was abandoned as soon as he came up.
At the airport, the person who tried to kill the police and break through was either a madman or a desperado. He was not narcissistic enough to think that he could persuade the guy to surrender with his words.
The two cars are getting closer.
You can even see each other's expressions.
"I can never go to prison again! Never!" Gus tightened his grip on the steering wheel with a ferocious expression.
The next moment, the two cars passed each other.
At that moment, the Mexican saw that the other party was looking at him in a condescending manner, with a smile on his face, like a cat playing with a mouse.
"Shet." Gus calmed down his expression, popped out the cigarette butt, and raised his middle finger to Lu Li.
He saw a transport-type car that he regarded as a sports car, and its engine roared like a beast.
Although Gus has already decided to find a serious job to support his family after this job, his criminal record is luxurious, not only malicious wounding, but also vehicle theft.
If you don’t understand car performance, how can you get into this business?
Speed limit signs were ignored.
The white Nissan turned into a shadow and rushed towards the bridge at full speed amidst the roar, throwing away the police pickup truck that was about to overtake without slowing down.
"Holy shit!"
Many private car drivers were speechless. They couldn't help but swear when they saw the Nissan van speeding along regardless of the traffic conditions.
At this time, Lu Li picked up the horn and said in a routine: "People in the Nissan car, listen, pull over immediately!"
Without a second warning, he raised the shotgun with one hand and filled it with beanbag rounds.
"Sorry, I'm not good at racing." Lu Li said to himself, but the slanting muzzle of the gun suddenly stuck out of the car window, bang! boom!
On the side, a few timid drivers braked instantly and squatted down with their heads in their hands.
Gus's rear window exploded in response. This kind of bullet used to subdue and disperse low-risk groups is not without lethality. Even at a close distance, two shots can still shatter it into pieces.
"Bichi!" The anger in Gus's heart was ignited. He turned the steering wheel hard to adjust the lane, and at the same time pulled out his pistol and fired back.
Fortunately, his accuracy was poor, and only one of the three shots hit, and it hit the unoccupied co-pilot, shattering the glass window.
After losing the windshield, the sea breeze blew on Lu Li's cheeks, causing his eyes to narrow slightly, but it also provided a better shooting position.
Lu Li slowed down, grabbed the gun body with one hand and put it between his legs, and filled it with two serious buckshot.
If hit within ten meters, the brown bear will fall.
Almost at the same time, Gus' cell phone rang.
"Bitch! The police are chasing me. Do you really think I am 007? Bitch! Bitch!"
The man on the other end of the phone was quiet for a few seconds and said slowly: "Keep those three agreements in mind, and someone will handle any minor troubles behind you."
