Marvel: I have conceptual skills!

"Everyone, pay attention! The second contestant from the police, the second challenger, has appeared! ! ! "

The commentary by the American host is always full of an indescribable passion that will infect you deeply and make your blood boil.

On the contrary, Charlotte, who was driving with one hand, looked weak and his movements were careless.

George looked at the Dodge Challenger rushing towards him and felt a little surprised, because this was a car that had accompanied him in battles for many years.

Unlike the Chevrolet that only has a metal frame left, after being refitted and repaired, it has the strength that is not inferior to a sports car, and it is more durable.

Also this morning, he handed the Dodge Challenger to policewoman Carter for use.

I didn't expect to meet it on the battlefield so soon and fight side by side with it.

Well done Carter!

George swerved the steering wheel to avoid the oncoming challenger, and drifted skillfully, the spinning vision in his eyes slowing down little by little.

The smile at the corner of his mouth froze on George's face little by little. In the police car, Charlotte shook his fat chin and nodded at George coldly.

That expression seemed to be saying: Go with peace of mind, leave the rest to me!

The drift ended, George's eyes widened and his face gradually turned red.

No! Who the fuck is this rapper with the f*cking bum! Why the fuck are they in my cop car!

Shift gears, clutch, accelerator...

The movements of his hands were as fast as lightning. George's eyes were even a hundred times more serious than before. He gritted his teeth and chased after Charlotte.

The media helicopter in the sky had no idea what was happening, and explained passionately:

"According to the information we have, the driver of this Dodge Challenger is the new employee of the New York Police Department - Carter Brown!!!

As a newcomer who just debuted! She successfully arrested the entire motorcycle gang in her first battle! !

Audience - listen... that's the entire biker gang -!

I always thought it was a rumor until I witnessed her strength today——

Dodge Challenger—she's still accelerating—!"

Rolling up the dust on the road, Charlotte turned on the double flashes and drove towards the Chevrolet sports car in front at a high speed.

He gently bumped the rear side of the sports car, and looked at the sports car that was almost overturned due to loss of control, with a sneer on his face.

Johnny on the side said calmly:

"Based on my years of experience riding deathbikes, you need to push the rear of the vehicle in front of you sideways to cause it to lose control and start sliding sideways.

Then continue squeezing.

If its center of gravity was higher, it might have started to tumble continuously.”

Stark in the back row said unwillingly:

"Sports cars have a low center of gravity, and this one doesn't have great performance...

V, you see there, after the modification, there are some problems with the streamline of the car body.

I'm pretty sure he didn't re-tune the electronic stability system and the car's safety systems after he replaced the engine.

Oh~ a bunch of idiots parading around~

As long as you hit its rear third section and make it lose its balance when braking inward, its electronic stability system will make it lose stability—"

There was also a flash of precise calculation in Charlotte's eyes, and his gaze fell on the police car parked far ahead on the road, the policeman who was ready to throw the car-blocking spikes, and a water stain on the ground not far from the policeman.

A complete plan appeared in Charlotte's mind.

The accelerator hit the rear end of the sports car, pushing it forward towards the police's roadblocks.

Just watching the trunk of the car in front quietly open, Charlotte frowned slightly.

"Well done, Carter! I knew you could do it—

Let these asshole live reporters see how powerful our New York police are.

Let them know the destructive power of you, Carter Brown—"

In the police station, the chief was shouting excitedly.

These damn reporters and media almost turned the car chase into a competition, with the police and the gangsters becoming two opposing teams.

Every time they saw a gangster escape from their clutches, the audience would cheer excitedly...

Where is the dignity of the police?

In the video, George in the back accelerated and returned to the battlefield, picked up the walkie-talkie and shouted:

"Damn it! Bastard!

There was no Carter in the car! Tell me—what did you do to Carter?"

"Not Carter? How is that possible?" The director, who was watching the car race, picked up the walkie-talkie and shouted in disbelief.

He stared at the long hair flying outside the car, with question marks written all over his head.

"If it's not Carter, could it be a long-haired male driver?"

At this moment, You Lan suddenly pushed open the director's door:

"Something happened! Carter just got back in a taxi.

She said her police car, police gun, and police ID were stolen, and she didn't know where they were at the moment...

Oh, and she didn’t have money to pay for the taxi, and her wallet was left in the police car.”

The director's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. Looking at the Challenger that was chasing the criminals, he picked up the walkie-talkie in anger and threw it at You Lan, shouting:

“Mazefak!

Why didn't she throw herself away too! Why didn't she just die!

Damn Carter! That jinx!

This time, the New York Police Department and her people are going to be disgraced together—"

With a flick of his finger, he caught the intercom that flew towards him, and You Lan smiled and said:

"Don't be so angry, Chief. Anger is bad for your health...

After all, it’s not entirely Officer Carter’s fault, it’s all because those criminals were too cunning…”

After taking a few breaths, the director sat down on the chair with a stern face.

"How many criminals? Who are they? And where is Carter?!"

"Hehe~ It is said that it was a rap Jesus with three wandering believers. As for Carter...

She is in the bathroom now, she said it is safer there!"

"Asshole—" The furious director slammed his fist on the table, which was very effective. After the corners of his mouth twitched, he was not so angry anymore.

Staring at You Lan, the director said in a grim tone:

"Notify the mobilization center and mobilize all police cars and personnel... We must find these bastards! Make them pay the price!!"

As he said this, he fiercely pulled the pen holder on his desk toward the ground with his left hand.

call out--

bang——

A bottle of vodka exploded on Johnny's passenger windshield.

Seeing the black guy picking up another bottle of vodka from the trunk, Charlotte couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth and said:

"Oh~ Has the game reached the prop competition? Johnny, come and see if we have anything we can throw?"

Another bottle of vodka exploded in front of Charlotte's eyes. Charlotte turned on the wipers and swept away the broken glass and liquor.

Johnny rummaged through the locker, picked up an opened package of sanitary napkins and handed it to Charlotte's outstretched hand.

“We have this~”

Charlotte rolled her eyes speechlessly.

"You want me to drain the drink?

Johnny, what we need is something to hit them with."

As she said that, Charlotte threw the pack of sanitary napkins out of the window.

The unpacked sanitary napkins spilled out of the packaging, unfolding one after another in the wind.

The air currents stirred up by the vehicles threw them high into the sky, and then they were blown down by the wind.

One after another...

It hit George's windshield...