Infinite nonsense

"Who are you!! Why are you pretending to be a police officer?! Where is Captain Zhao?"

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Boom boom boom boom! ! !

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"Wait a minute...don't kill me...ahhh!!!"

"Who the hell are you!!!"

Yang Mo was vaguely aware of the sound of gunshots that seemed to be far away.

"You kid! You are really heavy..."

Yang Mo felt as if he had been thrown into the car with one hand.

"I seem to have lost consciousness..."

Yang Mo sat slumped in the parking space, sniffing the smell of blood in his mouth and couldn't help but feel sick.

"Really... If Qiao Jing hadn't installed a locator on your phone, I might not have been able to find you for a while! By the way, you kid actually used the wireless device for five minutes!? How brave are you? He is really bigger than the average newcomer..."

At this time, there seemed to be a person sitting in the driver's seat in front of the car and started cursing.

"Who are you..." Yang Mo said weakly as he straightened up with difficulty.

"Ok?"

The man in front of the car turned around in confusion.

"Could it be that your brain was blown away?! You had a meal in prison a few days ago! Ah... Speaking of which, you were beaten unconscious by that yellow guy... some kind of In a sense, we haven’t eaten together... But you won’t forget who I am as soon as you come out, right?! Boy!”

The uncle turned his head and looked at Yang Mo. He took off his police hat and smiled, revealing a row of white and neat teeth.

"It's you..." Yang Mo said in shock.

"Ah... let's put aside the reminiscing about old times... in short, let's get rid of the immediate trouble first."

The uncle held the steering wheel with one hand and lowered his eyes to look at the flickering police cars in the rearview mirror.

"Tch...I don't dare to shoot when I have people in my hands...Why do we have such a big battle?"

The uncle looked at the countless police cars behind him and sneered.

Yang Mo held back the rolling pain in his stomach and crawled to the car window to look behind him.

"what?"

Yang Mo watched with wide eyes as the apparently terrifying number of climbing assault vehicles approached them from behind.

"Why...are there so many armed police vehicles chasing us? How long have I been unconscious?!" Yang Mo said in panic.

"About ten minutes or so... Tell me why you are chasing us." The uncle looked sideways at Yang Mo from the rearview mirror.

"Don't you have any idea in your own mind..."

Yang Mo was startled after hearing this, and slowly lowered his head to look at the earphones lying quietly in his hand.

"It's a lie..." Yang Mo's hands couldn't help but tremble.

"Just because I activated this headset...just...they sent so many people to hunt us down?!"

"Ah...ah? Wait a minute! Didn't Qiao Jing tell you everything about the game?!" The uncle turned his head and looked at Yang Mo with the same look on his face in shock.

Boom boom boom boom! ! ! ! !

One after another, like stray bullets, they hit the car's skin and caused sparks.

"Vehicles in front! Please consciously stop by the South Gate Main Road and accept our inspection! Otherwise, we will forcefully stop driving with a fire warning in one minute!"

"Damn it... What on earth is this kid Qiao Jing thinking... I have no idea at all." The uncle frowned and looked at the main road of the South City Gate that was becoming clearer in front of him.

"Hey...those people just asked us to stop the car, otherwise we will be shot to death in a minute..." Yang Mo turned around and looked at the black mass of firearms behind him, which was slowly gathering and aiming at them. .

"We will definitely die if this continues! Why are they so afraid of us?!" Yang Mo shouted in confusion.

The uncle held the steering wheel with both hands and couldn't help but smile.

"They are jealous..."

"Jealous of us who have enough power to change "reality"."

The uncle opened his eyes and smiled.

"No matter! If you want to shoot, go ahead! Just rush into the city regardless of bullets!" The uncle grabbed the steering wheel and laughed wildly.

"What do you want to do..." Yang Mo opened his eyes and grabbed the safety lever in the car.

"Sit tight..."

The uncle instantly stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.

The engine in the car roared like a roar, driving the four wheels towards the city gate.

Woooooooo! ! ! ! ! !

As the car engine started, Yang Mo's body immediately leaned back with the inertia.

"Are you kidding...you are absolutely crazy!" Yang Mo clenched the handle and looked at the rapid light from the streetlight outside the car window.

Yang Mo stared at the increasingly clear crowd inside the city gate with wide eyes.

"Hey!!! We're about to hit you!!! Why don't you stop braking?!!!"

Yang Mo exclaimed as he looked at the crowd getting closer.

"What's the rush? I can't hit you~"

The uncle's right hand switched gears skillfully and quickly, and his left hand turned the steering wheel. His right hand quickly kept up with the rhythm of his left hand.

"You haven't experienced what [drift] is yet, right? Boy."

The uncle grinned and put down the accelerator and quickly stepped on the brake pedal.

Yang Mo looked up at the sparkling lights outside the car window and then turned his attention to his uncle.

【Remote control car·turn】

The uncle smiled and looked at the shocked expressions of the people in the assault vehicle opposite and slowly closed his upper and lower lips.

"Hey! Why are you driving?!" The armed policeman sitting in the car looked at the confused armed policeman in the driver's seat.

"The steering wheel suddenly started spinning for some reason?!" the armed policeman put down his hands and shouted with surprise.

"Did this guy... put something on our car..." the armed policeman gritted his teeth while desperately controlling the steering wheel.

"asshole."

The uncle smiled and waved his hand at the armed police in front.

"Are we driving in reverse!? We're about to collide!" Yang Mo looked back at the crowd on the main road and exclaimed.

"What's the rush? The time hasn't come yet..." The uncle glanced back at Yang Mo and said with a smile.

"What's wrong? Are you scared?"

"How is that possible..." Yang Mo forced out a smile.

The uncle laughed and shook his head after seeing it.

"I really don't know why you were chosen as a reserve player for the game."

The uncle's right hand changed gears again.

"Sit tight!"

As the uncle stepped on the accelerator, the car accelerated backwards.

Yang Mo quickly grabbed the lever and leaned back with wide eyes.

The uncle looked at the numbers on the oil dial as the needle kept pressing downward.

Cold sweat broke out on the uncle's forehead and he clenched the steering wheel with his fingers.

"I can only believe you...Zhang Qiaojing."

The people in the crowd focused their attention on the car that was getting closer and closer outside the city gate. They stopped for a moment and froze in place.

"Hey...what's going on with this car?!"

"Fuck! Run, it's about to hit you!"

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The crowd dispersed from the road in all directions in a panic.

A mother standing in the middle of the road was holding her child and looked at the vehicle less than ten meters away from her. For a moment, fear filled her brain.

"Mother?"

The little girl tilted her head and looked up at her mother in confusion.

"Ugh?!"

The little girl felt her feet lighten up and lowered her head to look at her feet suspended in mid-air.

"Huh?! Look, Mom! I can fly!"

The little girl spread her arms and legs and smiled.

"How is this going?!"

"Why are you flying!?"

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At this time, the scene on the street was that all the pedestrians on the road were flying in the sky together.

"2 minutes and 31 seconds..."

At some point, Qiao Jing was standing in the middle of the main road with his hands clasped together, blood dripping from the corners of his mouth and nose.

"I barely caught up." Qiao Jing gasped and laughed.