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A dark green Rolls-Royce Phantom speeds along the road.

Zhong Zhe suddenly ordered to the driver: "Uncle Lin, please go to Lu Yu for a while, it shouldn't be."

Cheng Ling turned to look at him.

"I didn't eat breakfast, I'm greedy for the shrimp toast there." Zhong Zhe looked innocent, "I have to eat rice, it's delicious, why don't you try it together?"

Zhong Zhe thought that even if Cheng Ling didn't bother with him, he would be too lazy to talk to him.

Unexpectedly, he responded, "Okay."

The sky was lightly raining, and the Phantom couldn't stop on the small road in the Central Ring. Lin Bo opened the door, pulled out the double R silver-handled umbrella customized with the car from the hidden clip in the door, and handed it to Cheng Ling.

Holding an umbrella, Cheng Ling and Zhong Zhe disappeared on the sloping D'Aguilar Street.

Two hours later, Zhong Zhe looked out of the window quietly. On both sides of the Tsing Ma Bridge, the sea and the sky were connected, and the clouds were extremely low.

Just across the bridge is Lantau Airport.

"boom--!"

There was a loud explosion, and the interior of the car trembled slightly.

Not far ahead, on the other side of the bridge, black smoke billowed into the sky.

Immediately afterwards, there was a series of "kuang! Kuang! Kuang!" There was a series of metal cracks, screeching brakes, and a series of crashing vehicles beeping non-stop sirens.

The huge stay cable broke, jumped up and slammed towards the ground like a steel whip, and hit a running sports car directly. The body of the car jumped up like a toy car, flipped over, and after a few rolls, it barely stopped. Edge of the bridge.

Gunpowder smoke, wreckage, scattered and panicked crowd, the scene fell into extreme chaos.

Zhong Zhe slammed forward following the sudden brake, and after the inertia passed, he became dizzy for a while.

The driver, Lin Bo, tried his best to stop the car, turned his head and asked, "Has anyone run into a marriage? Is there anything wrong?"

Zhong Zhe shook his head.

Looking from the car window directly in front, the flames were soaring into the sky, gravel fell on the towering H-shaped bridge towers, and several stay cables were broken.

The front windshield of the car is full of pits and spots from splashing debris.

Cheng Ling looked solemn and said calmly, "Stay in the car and don't move."

He looked around, and as soon as he finished speaking, he caught a glimpse of suspicious figures approaching quickly in the row of convoys that had stopped one after another behind the vehicle.

"Get down!"

Cheng Ling pressed Zhong Zhe's neck and shoulders down, turned around and opened the car door.

The Phantom's carriage is a carriage-carriage design, that is, the rear door is opened in the middle in reverse, and the sight from the rear of the vehicle is automatically blocked at this time.

Just as Zhong Zhe leaned down, he heard the sound of bullets shattering the rear window glass, and soon the unbearable large piece of glass exploded into slag, pouring down like rain and rolling to the seat.

Cheng Ling drew his gun, but he was already out of the car.

Zhong Zhe looked up, Lin Bo was moving in panic, he said anxiously: "Get down! Don't move!"

Then there was the sound of Cheng Ling's counterattack.

At this moment, the car door, which was nearly one foot thick, became the best obstacle, and Cheng Ling simply pierced through the shattered glass of the car door.He raised his gun calmly again, at 11 o'clock, touch! 2 o'clock direction, touch!One shot to kill a guy approaching.

Zhong Zhe tried his best to keep his body low. From his angle, he could clearly see Cheng Ling quickly shed the empty gun case, click, and the magazine was rearranged.

The people trapped around had already fled without a trace, and there were several more gunshots. Cheng Ling turned his head and said quickly: "Okay! Get down and approach me slowly."

The front and rear are blocked, and it is not clear whether there are any enemies, so we cannot sit here and wait for death.

Cheng Ling closed the car door again, and stood in front of the gap between the car body and the car door, where there was only one person, on high alert.He turned his back to Zhong Zhe, like a solid shield like a rock.

As soon as Zhong Zhe moved to the side of the car, Cheng Ling yelled: "Don't come out!"

He hurriedly shrank behind the chair, and the gunfire sounded again.

Zhong Zhe carefully moved the back of the seat, and quickly glanced outside the car through the front window. Two motorcycles flew out from the direction of the explosion and fire on the bridge. Control, and fell out directly obliquely rubbing the ground.

In just a blink of an eye, another motorcycle has arrived in front of the car!

Zhong Zhe was startled, and hurriedly withdrew his gaze and lowered his body. Intensive gunshots sounded in his ears, and then there was a sudden mechanical crushing sound from the roof of the Phantom's car, and the whole car body shook for a while.

He subconsciously turned his head to look at Cheng Ling, who rolled on the spot to avoid the top-to-bottom strafing when the motorcycle flew by.

Zhong Zhe's heart beat into his throat, and he pursed his lips and stared at the outside of the car.

On the bridge covered with debris, the motorcyclist in black jumped over the body and then made a sharp turn. The heavy motorcycle was like a small car, rushing towards Cheng Ling who hadn't got up while roaring.

In a blink of an eye, Zhong Zhe leaned forward and rushed towards the car door, and slammed his right hand into the hidden compartment, and the long umbrella came out of the box like a sword—"Next!" The black silver-handled umbrella flew towards Cheng Ling in a perfect arc.

Under the rapid action of adrenaline, everything in front of me became a slow motion.

Zhong Zhe saw Cheng Ling stretch out his hand to catch it, turned over and knelt up like flowing water, strided across the knife, backhanded, and swung——

Touch—the man in black flew out on his back, and the motorcycle turned sharply and fell to the ground.

Cheng Ling copied the long umbrella, and rushed to the rider's side in a few steps. He stretched out his hand to lift off the helmet of the rider, and facing each other, the tip of the umbrella plunged down without hesitation.

Zhong Zhe looked away.

When I looked again, amidst the din of fireworks, Cheng Ling, covered in blood, had turned around and ran towards him.

Zhong Zhe didn't care much, got out of the car immediately, Cheng Ling grabbed his hand, "Go!"

Cheng Ling dragged Zhong Zhe towards the motorcycle, helped up the body, "Come up! Hold tight!"

Zhong Zhe stepped into the back seat, and just put his hands together, Cheng Ling had already stepped on the gas pedal, and the motorcycle flew out.

The inertia of the vehicle body forced Zhong Zhe to hug Cheng Ling tightly.

The sound of roaring locomotives roared in my ears, as if the climax of heavy metal rock was ringing non-stop.

"pay close attention!"

Cheng Ling ran over a wrecked taxi with all his horse power, Zhong Zhe felt the car lift up suddenly, followed by a bump, almost throwing him off.

When he came back to his senses, there was already a large piece of crash roof spread out under the wheels, and the motorcycle was speeding forward in uneven spaces piled up like building blocks.

It all happened in less than a few minutes.

If it wasn't for the lingering smell of blood from Cheng Ling's body on the tip of Zhong Zhe's nose, if it wasn't for the fact that he was passing through the black smoke that was still burning in the center of the explosion, and if he didn't look up, he could see the half-destroyed H bridge tower , The gravel is still falling down one after another.

He must think that he is still in the dream of last night.

After crossing the bridge, Cheng Ling took out the communicator, and Zhong Zhe heard his voice calling for support.Then, he accelerated again and rushed to the airport at the fastest speed.

Only once there, with the support of the field team, will there be real security.

In the fierce wind, Zhong Zhe couldn't open his eyes at all.

On the empty road, Cheng Ling's five senses returned, Zhong Zhe's hands were slightly looser, but they were more securely folded on his front waist, and after a while, Zhong Zhe gently rested his head on his back , Breathing from short to long, through the thin shirt fabric, slowly melting into his shoulder blades.

Ahead, the long runway of the airport was in sight.

The author has something to say: Today's new article is on the list for the first time, and I don't know how it will perform. I can only do my best. I hope you like it. Thank you for your support and comments.