Swallowing the Seas

Chapter 111

A gunshot exploded in the escort vehicle, bang!

The entire rear window exploded in an uproar, just as the motorcycle rider in front had sped over and stopped with a sharp and loud noise. At the same time, Bu Zhonghua jumped out against the glass fragments in the sky, sat firmly in the back seat in the air, and shouted: "Let's go!"

Without his second command, the motorcyclist was about to start, when suddenly there were two sharp beeps not far away - beep! Beep!

When Bu Zhonghua turned around, his pupils suddenly froze.

A very familiar silver car was parked on the side of the road. Through the car window, Jiang Zing could be seen sitting in the driver's seat with a serious face. The co-pilot was Wu Yu, whose face was completely pale!

"Can you still persist?" Jiang Ting asked in a deep voice.

Wu Yu was wearing a hospital gown and Jiang Ting's thin coat was draped over her shoulders. She said hoarsely: "Yes."

Jiang Ting said: "Okay."

The next moment he pulled the handbrake and stepped on the accelerator, the g65 let out a deep roar of a beast, and rushed out like lightning at the same moment the target motorcycle started!

"The command center reports to the municipal bureau, the command center reports to the municipal bureau, Jin O5365 police car crashed at the south entrance of Changyi Tunnel, repeat that Jin O5365 police car crashed at the south entrance of Changyi Tunnel!"

"Report! Shooting and robberies occurred at the crash site! Four motorcycles shot at the police car and robbed prisoners!!"

"The traffic police at the scene have no firepower, requesting emergency support!! Requesting emergency support!!"

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The Jinhai Municipal Public Security Bureau was in chaos. Walkie-talkies and telephones were ringing one after another. Everyone in the lobby on the first floor was running and shouting. Cars with various license plates roared out of the iron gates, amidst the thundering sirens, and everyone was shouting. Police cars from the jurisdiction gathered together and rushed to Changyi District in the north of the city.

Song Jing sat quietly behind the large solid wood table in the director's office, like a gray sculpture.

He made no sound or movement, not even breathing up and down. Half of his body did not enter the heavy air, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes extended into the darkness, melting into the dim and difficult light and shadow.

A figure finally turned around from the window. It was the old secretary in the interrogation room. His tone was soothing and calm: "Old Song."

Song Ping closed his eyes.

Neither of them said anything anymore. After a long time, Song Ping finally spoke very, very lowly and slowly, saying: "Sometimes I really wish I wasn't so old and could go back thirty years ago, even twenty years ago... "

The old secretary patted him on the shoulder, and a long sigh slowly disappeared into the silent air:

"...Who isn't?"

At the same time, the inter-provincial expressway tunnel in Chang Yi District.

With a roar, the motorcycle came out at lightning speed, knocking the roadblock away and disappearing in an instant. The next second, the G65 rushed out of the tunnel, just like the silver lightning, it grabbed the motorcycle and rushed down the viaduct!

Beep! Beep beep beep - almost all of the vehicles passing by on this road were construction vehicles, one after another honking their horns desperately to avoid them, and some could only turn into the emergency lane and stop one after another. Bu Zhonghua gritted his teeth and turned his head on the back seat of the motorcycle. He saw that the nine hundred horsepower of the G65 was exerted to its extreme under Jiang Ting's helm. It was really like a ghost, and it got rid of the other three riders in the blink of an eye. A wave of air rushed in front of me!