Ultimate Soldiers

Chapter 6 Maserati of the Ghetto
In an instant, Zhou Xuebing's complexion changed, and his temperament also changed.Before, he seemed bohemian, but now Zhou Xuebing is like a hungry wolf, full of murderous aura.

Zhou Xuebing and Liangzi grew up together and have been neighbors for decades. When they were young, Liangzi hung around behind Zhou Xuebing's butt every day, and Zhou Xuebing always regarded Liangzi as a younger brother.

After putting down the phone, Zhou Xuebing hesitated for two seconds, then took a leap, stepped over the coffee table, ran to the kitchen, groped on the wall of the microwave oven, and a GLOCK18 appeared in his hand after a while.

The moment the icy gun touched his skin, Zhou Xuebing shuddered.Although I haven't touched it for almost half a year, the moment I got it, the familiar feeling of skin and flesh flooded my whole body again.

The smoke passed through Zhou Xuebing's blurred eyes, and he seemed to be lost in memories.In just a moment, he shuddered again, escaped from the memory, gasped for breath, then dared not stop, and quickly checked the GLOCK18 in his hand with movements that were almost invisible to the naked eye.

"I hope it won't come in handy." Zhou Xuebing said to himself.

The end of Triangle Street is only a few steps away from Zhou Xuebing’s home, and there is a garage at the end of the street. A resident near Triangle Street once saw a Maserati sports car enter the garage in the middle of the night and never came out again. .

It's just that this kind of gossip, everyone listens to it as a fun after dinner, and no one will ever delve into it.Because Triangle Street has been a slum area in Gimhae City since the beginning of history, there will be millions of luxury cars haunting such a place?Isn't that a joke?
Just after lunch at noon, the sun is also the most venomous moment of the day, and there are almost no ghosts on the narrow Triangle Street. Everyone is staying at home to escape the heat or take a nap.

However, at this moment, a huge engine roar suddenly sounded, and it exploded on Triangle Street like a thunderbolt.

The two thugs who had nothing to do on the side of the street were stunned, watching the Maserati pass by at a galloping speed.

"Damn it, it turns out that Big B's claim that there is a Maserati hidden in Triangle Street is not bragging, it seems to be true!"

"It's true, but isn't this force a bit too crazy? The speed just now was at least two hundred miles. Fortunately, it was noon and there were no people on the road, otherwise I would definitely hit someone!"

"Damn it, it's better to be rich. Driving a multi-million dollar luxury car to show off in the market, such a feeling, tsk tsk! Isn't it easy to pick up girls? But why do the people in that car feel familiar?"

"Familiar with J8, among the people we know, do you think there is anyone who can afford a multi-million dollar luxury car?"

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In the main driver of the Maserati, Zhou Xuebing was wearing a pair of polarized glasses. His stubble had been shaved clean, and the chicken nest was also trimmed into a small size. Matching his sharp-edged face, he seemed to have changed I lost someone, no longer a wretched uncle, but a handsome handsome guy.

The reason for this is that Zhou Xuebing didn't want to break the peaceful life he had worked hard for for a long time because of this incident.

Maserati drove straight in and out of the Jinhai city without stopping at a speed lower than 150 mph, just like a fish swimming in water, constantly making various difficult side throws and drifts.The tires were rubbed on the hot ground to produce bursts of white smoke mixed with the exhaust, forming a strange and pungent smell.

Although it was early noon, Pan Shuang'er didn't get off work, and was still patrolling around Wujin Road on her motorcycle. As soon as she drove into the red street light at the intersection of Wujin Road, she saw another scene that made her unforgettable.

A caviar-colored Maserati turned a blind eye to the red light in front of it, plunged into the left and right traffic, and darted around in the traffic, forcing many vehicles on both sides to stop, and finally flew away.

Seeing this scene, Pan Shuang'er was stunned. Even if she had been working as a traffic policeman for two or three years, she had never encountered such an exciting scene. It was really an action movie.

After regaining her composure, Pan Shuang'er immediately called the main station for support, while she drove a police motorcycle and chased after the stunning Maserati.

If Pan Shuang'er knew that it was the same person who chased the vehicle that caused the accident twice in one day, she wouldn't know what kind of wonderful expression she would have.

If Zhou Xuebing knew that he was chased by the traffic police twice in one day, and it was the same person, his expression would definitely be very exciting.

But it's a pity that the two of them will never know.

Under Zhou Xuebing's fierce driving and desperate rush, the two wheels that Pan Shuang'er was sitting on could not get close to Maserati at all, and could only eat ashes.

Before the other police cars arrived, the Maserati had disappeared in the urban area.

(End of this chapter)