[2] The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 255

As the car made a sharp turn, the two wounded kidnappers fell backward. One of them had a serious arm injury and lost the grip on his gun. It fell by his side.

The police sirens gradually became louder. The other kidnapper also fell to the side from the force of the turn and landed against the car seat. Although he had yet to process what had occurred fully, he rapidly brought his gun back up and pressed it against Lisa's head. His expression was fierce as he cursed: "Fuck, this car sure is something! If you wish to keep your life, shake that police car off right now! Otherwise, this old man will kill you immediately!"

Seeing the other gun on the ground, Jennie's hands slowly moved against the car seat. She removed her heels and ignored the warning glance Lisa sent her. She abruptly moved up toward the kidnapper who was armed, slamming one heel against his shoulder and another against his face.

Lisa's gaze turned cold. Just as the other kidnapper was about to move against Jennie, Lisa made another sharp turn and sent him falling back. Jennie's eyes were sharp as she made to pick up the gun, but the moment she raised her head, the kidnapper she injured earlier had already pressed the barrel of his gun against her scalp.

The ice-cold metal was pressing against her, digging into her scalp harshly. He narrowed his eyes at Lisa, who was on the driver's seat. "Don't move! If you dare move, I'll kill her immediately! Move into the main road! Stop wasting time in this line!"

Jennie's arms were restrained by the kidnapper, and a gun was pressed against her head.

This type of remodeled gun would not lose in strength when compared to the long guns they encountered in Cambodia. In fact, it was even faster. With a gentle movement of his finger, a bloody hole would immediately appear on her head.

Before she could gain a firm grip around the gun, it was taken away by the other kidnapper. At the same time, the man restraining her slammed his gun handle against her neck, causing sharp pain. In an instant, she fell backward onto the passenger's seat.

As Lisa's cold, unfathomable gaze shifted toward them through the rearview mirror, the kidnappers kept their guns pressed against Jennie. They found that directing the gun against the woman was much more effective. At the very least, the car was really accelerating.

Before Jennie could struggle, the gun handle came smashing down against the back of her neck once more. The pain caused a wave of nausea and dizziness to wash over her. She pressed against the backseat painfully with both her arms locked around her. She barely managed to turn her head back but was seized by the kidnapper as they ordered Lisa to head toward the main road.

The police sirens kept growing louder. The local SWAT team was not to be taken lightly. The reason the kidnappers wanted to hijack their car was that they had noticed the Ghost's outstanding performance. The luxury car had a speed that typical cars wouldn't be able to compete against. If they hadn't charged at full speed on that van while risking a collision earlier, and only attempted to catch up from the side, it was likely they would not have succeeded.

"Faster! Keep accelerating! Fuck, if you can't force some distance from the police cars within thirty seconds, both of you, don't even think about living!"

The kidnappers unlocked the safety of their guns once more. The clicking noise resounded by Jennie's ear. She was pressed firmly against the car seat, and her entire body was tense.

She tolerated the pain to say, "You were the ones who fired at the tires earlier, how fast do you expect this car to be?"

"Shut up!" The kidnapper harshly grabbed a fistful of her hair. Half of Jennie's body was pressed against the seat while her knees were kneeling against the ground. Both of the kidnappers were not seated. One of them was pressing her down, while the other was keeping track of the police cars behind; his expression was tense. He decisively raised his feet and pressed it against Jennie's back to support his posture.