Hardcore crisis

The waiter was anxious and angry. Looking at the back of the speeding motorcycle, he couldn't help but curse a few times.

But just after he shouted this curse, the sound of the engine was louder than before, causing the pedestrians to look back one after another, and they couldn't help but dodge with more panicked movements than before. Six more motorcycles came unexpectedly. Speeding by without a trace.

"Those damn bastards, I'm going to call the police."

The waiter kept swearing, but unfortunately the car was already far away, and even if the police came, it would be of no avail. He could only curse a few words here, but he couldn't do anything to those hateful drivers.

Of course, the policemen in his mind were two who were parked on the roadside. Lick handed the egg rolls he bought from the breakfast shop to Officer Hans in the police car.

"Have a nice morning today."

Taking the egg pancake roll, Hans took a big bite while still staring at the vehicle parked in front.

As a member of the British Traffic Police, his daily duty is to patrol the streets against those bastards who dare to disobey traffic rules and try to violate traffic laws with their poor IQ. He likes to write a ticket to those bastards. Whenever this happens, these bastards will frown and take the ticket reluctantly, but this is exactly what Hans feels most comfortable about.

I hope there will be many more bastards running into my hands today.

Hans chewed an omelette roll and looked casually in the rearview mirror.

"blow!"

A Mercedes-Benz, carrying the roaring wind, flew through the normal moving vehicles and drove more than a hundred meters away in the blink of an eye.

Someone racing in the city?

Hans was stunned. Before he could shout, there was another "whoosh", and a Jaguar that followed him suddenly passed by his police car at a speed that was almost as fast as the one in front. The speed was so fast that it brought gusts of wind and almost blew his police hat away.

"Oh my God, they're going at least 100 miles an hour..."

Riku exclaimed.

"Nonsense, just sit back, we have something big to do."

Hans threw the unfinished egg roll into the trash can. Start the police car, sound the alarm, and chase the two crazy cars in front.

If he had stayed for a while longer, he would have discovered that there were a group of motorcycles behind him that were also violating traffic rules and speeding wildly on the street at a speed far exceeding the allowed speed.

"Ah, bastard!"

Lu Yuan drove his motorcycle and passed between the two cars with almost a hair's breadth, scaring the owner of one of the cars into a cold sweat. I couldn't help opening the car window and yelling.

"Well, I have it!"

Lu Yuan's eyes lit up, and the motorcycle suddenly stopped, leaving a black tire mark.

"Give me a map of London."

The street newsstand owner looked at Lu Yuan blankly, and didn't react until he heard the words. He took out a map of London and handed it over.

Lu Yuan grabbed it with one hand and tore open the package. He spread out the map and glanced at it. In less than two seconds, he threw it back into the newspaper. "Thanks."

It won't take long, just that fleeting moment. He had already memorized the map of the entire city of London, and a London-sized street map immediately came to mind.

After looking at the two cars disappearing at the end of the street in front of him, Lu Yuan glanced at the chasing motorcycles in the rearview mirror. He rushed out expressionlessly. But what was different from before was that his speed was no longer as fast. After appropriately reducing his speed, the six motorcycles soon caught up with him.

At this moment, Lu Yuan suddenly braked and inserted himself into the four locomotives from front to back. Using the rear wheel as a support, the front wheel tilted up in a 360-degree spin, and the four locomotives slammed into each other violently. , rolled out of control, and the riders on the motorcycle screamed and fell to the ground, and some were even instantly crushed by the cars behind them.

"boom……"

The four motorcycles were torn apart in an instant. The intensity of the situation was jaw-dropping. Not only were the two riders at the back so frightened that they braked immediately, but the pedestrians on both sides of the street were also completely horrified by this scene.

"Woooooooo..."

Lu Yuan didn't look back and continued to drive the engine car straight along the road. However, it did not turn at the turning point in front. Instead, it continued at a high speed, passing a car and increasing the speed to 140 kilometers per hour. .

Driving at such a speed in urban London is really too shocking. Just a little mistake can lead to a car crash and death, and there will be no second good outcome.

"Chichi!"

At the second intersection, Lu Yuan's knees and thighs clamped the car body, and the motorcycle seemed to be crushed. Just as it passed the sidewalk, his upper body moved slightly to the left, causing the car body to tilt at the same time as the person, and an arc drifted from both sides. A car that was passing in the opposite direction was inserted into the middle. As long as it was 0.1 second faster or slower than 0.1 second, the entire motorcycle would be knocked out without hesitation.

Whether they are pedestrians or surrounding vehicles, all moving objects gradually slow down in Lu Yuan's eyes. Under ultra-high-speed thinking, it is not that the moving objects have slowed down, but that Lu Yuan is just "too fast." .

"blow!"

This two-hundred-meter-long street was completed in a few breaths. As soon as the speeding motorcycle rushed out of this street intersection, the vehicle that Gaby and Hans were chasing drove past on the left. Yuan Heng got in behind the two and chased the two cars directly.

Hans and Lick, who were following at the end, were almost stunned. It was scary enough that those two speeding cars dared to race in the city in broad daylight. Why did a motorcycle come along? And it’s not much slower?

"Headquarters, headquarters, Stadnd Underpass. There are three cars speeding here. The license plate number is..."

While Rick was calling the headquarters, he had to endure the excitement of Hans. The guy's sweat kept breaking out from his forehead, and he roared loudly: "I must catch those three **** bastards in front of me. They, they all deserve to go to hell..."

Seeing the police car weaving in and out of countless vehicles as if racing, Rick was glad that there were not many vehicles in the morning, but he also regretted that if there were enough vehicles, the person racing in front would have been caught long ago, right?

Obviously, there were enough calls to the police from both sides of the street, and there were enough patrol cars distributed in the streets of London. Soon, nearby police cars surrounded them. The three police cars roaring in were notified by Leake. They were just ahead, preparing to surround the three people racing.

Seeing that three police cars were about to block the street, Youlan at the front smiled cruelly, stepped on the accelerator, and slammed into the front of a police car. Suddenly the car spun out of control, and with the screams of pedestrians, it crashed. Crash into the nearby store.

The containment plan was shattered before it really started. Gabby, who was following closely behind, followed him through the breach without hesitation. As for the more flexible motorcycle, needless to say, the car's impact on Lu Yuan Encirclement is basically ineffective. Even if an encirclement is formed, he can rush through it from the sidewalk.

Big trouble!

Looking at the police car that was hit by Youlan, Lu Yuan frowned. He had never wanted to attract any attention, but Youlan, a wanted criminal in the universe, was unscrupulous and killed people just like drinking water. He didn't care if he would attract any attention. blow.

As the USB flash drive is currently on his possession, Lu Yuan cannot give up for this.

The trouble is not with himself, but with the appearance of the two people. Although he showed his face at the press conference, his makeup was deliberately made to make him look like he was in his mid-thirties. In addition, his identity was not exposed, so the focus of the media was still Focused on the CEO Yan Zhiwen, not much attention was paid to him.

But Youlan and Gaby look exactly like Jet Li when they were young, no, exactly... which is a bit troublesome.

However, compared with the loss of the USB flash drive, these can only be regarded as trivial troubles.

The London police were furious at Youlan's arrogant behavior. He seemed to be able to hear a large number of police forces concentrating on them.

No country will tolerate racing in urban areas and hitting police cars, let alone in an international metropolis like London.

In fact, the response of the British Traffic Police was surprisingly fast today. Perhaps no one had ever dared to be so arrogant before they chased them out of a street. The number of screeching police cars increased at a speed visible to the naked eye. Lu Yuan couldn't help but look at the rearview mirror. Slightly numb scalp.

Has the whole of London been alarmed now?

Damn, there were at least a dozen police cars following behind me! I hope the Queen will not be shattered by today’s news.

Thinking of this, Lu Yuan simply took off the sunglasses fixed on the frame and put them on his eyes, covering most of his face.

Recently, Laoyu has been busy with work and encountered something, so updates are a bit slow. At the same time, due to the increase in coins, the number of subscriptions has shrunk a lot, and he has little motivation to write. This further shows that Laoyu is not a persistent author. More of them are passionate authors. I don’t blame the readers. After all, it is the policy of the website and I can only accept it. I hope I can stick to it until the end of the coin increase. (To be continued ~^~)

PS: In addition, some readers really make Laoyu very helpless. You said that Laoyu's writing is poor, so you don't subscribe, and you will read pirated versions in the future... Wait, if the writing is not to your taste, it stands to reason that you will not read it. , why watch pirated copies? You said that the chef's cooking was poor, and it would be normal not to eat it in the future. But you said that you just wanted to eat it, and you just didn't pay because it didn't taste good... These old fish can't bear it, can I be a coward? You fucking scold the chef in a restaurant and eat ruthlessly without paying... You make Laoyu dumbfounded.

Brother, if you want to read the pirated version, you can just watch it quietly. There is no need to post a comment in the book review area and say that you want to read the pirated version, right? Do you have to disgust the author, do you want me to encourage you, and do you want everyone to praise your behavior? I never say anything when reading pirated editions. After all, Laoyu also switched from pirated editions to genuine reading, but your tone of taking it for granted makes Laoyu unbearable. Laoyu had no choice but to read pirated editions back then. I am short of money, but I also know that this behavior is wrong.

So, I would like to ask those book friends who read the pirated version, Laoyu understands you, but don’t go to the book review section and say that I just won’t pay you, I just want to read the pirated version! This made me very helpless and wanted to delete the book review directly, but in the end I endured it and did not delete it. Laoyu generally does not delete book reviews.

The above words are not counted as money, but rather because Lao Yu drank some wine and was a bit nagging. As of this writing of this book, Lao Yu basically doesn’t talk at the end of chapters. If you nag a little, please don’t bother me.