Counterattack Tianjiao

Nima, drive so fast and rush to reincarnate, hit someone's car and pay a hundred and eighty thousand, won't it be over, brother, I won't really embarrass you.

SC Johnson made a drift, turned to the side of the car, and yelled at the two sunglasses men in the car: "Hey, you pay for parking, do you fucking hear that?"

Jetta didn't seem to be deliberately avoiding Johnson, and adjusted its speed to continue moving forward, ignoring Johnson at all.

Johnson was enraged, he drove forward quickly, and raised his middle finger at the two hateful men in sunglasses. Among them, the driver with the scarred face gave him a cold look, and still didn't intend to stop.

Johnson was depressed. What the hell was going on? The car that hit someone didn't even care. Unbiased, right on the head of the man in sunglasses on the co-pilot, throwing things is not a waste of time at the base.

Johnson was overjoyed for a while, and then he couldn't laugh anymore, because he found that the car seat next to him no longer had a small bag for his mobile phone and wallet.

Originally, SC Johnson didn't plan to chase him any further. After all, the insurance company could still settle the claim if the car broke down. Now the situation changed drastically. No matter what, he had to chase him, because his mobile phone and wallet were thrown into the other party's car.

Just as Johnson was thinking about how to get the opponent to stop, a black tubular object was pointed at him. No, based on his years of experience, Johnson accurately judged that it was the dark muzzle of an m4a1 carbine.

With a bang, the windshield in front of SC Johnson was shattered by the opponent, and he quickly got down on the ground, only relying on the peripheral vision of his eyes to judge the direction of the opponent's car.

What was even more exasperating was that the rear window of the opponent's car slowly opened, and an AK47 protruded from it, and with a burst of crackling shots, that cute Buick naturally became a honeycomb.

Nima, what is this? Isn't it just hitting a car and killing people, as for it.

That being said, how does the situation change now?Johnson is so depressed. If he had known that the other party was so strong, he would have been dumb and hadn't chased him. Now it's good, the other party is clearly going to kill him.

After thinking about it, Johnson thinks that hiding is not the answer. If he doesn't take measures, his car will be destroyed, and the fuel tank will explode sooner or later. What the hell is this? It also uses heavy firepower, isn't it just a car, I will play with you to the end, Johnson was completely irritated.

Johnson stepped on the gas pedal as he spoke, and chased him to a construction site with ditch on both sides. Brother, I'll let you roll to the bottom of the ditch. Without hesitation, he slammed into the rear of the opponent's car.

With a "click", the Jetta's trunk lid was lifted abruptly, and a black woven bag rolled into the ditch with a "plop". My own Buick was not much better, and suddenly turned off. fire.

The black Jetta did not fall to the bottom of the ditch, but after all, it was not much better. Seeing Johnson's life, I guess I felt a little bit of a gamble. The car slammed the accelerator, and a burst of smoke spewed out. rubber...

Johnson limped into the ditch, and picked up the woven bag. The bag seemed pretty damn heavy. He unzipped it, and inside was a little girl curled up, about twelve or thirteen years old, golden yellow. hair, blue eyes, a lot of dust on the white T-shirt and red jeans, tape on his mouth, hands and feet tied tightly with nylon rope, long eyelashes trembling, and a pair of blue eyes staring at Johnson, Under the scorching sun in the afternoon, you can vaguely see the blue blood vessels under her fair skin, and a Patek Philippe diamond-encrusted handmade platinum hunting watch in her hand. SC Johnson preliminarily judged that this must be kidnapping.

Hey, this mixed-race guy is rich enough, and this watch is worth more than 40 US dollars. I, Johnson, have seen it abroad. I learned how to show off my wealth at such a young age.

Hey, let’s talk about it, naturally my brother saved you, no matter how much you want to reward me with something decent, for example, that diamond watch would be nice... If you really thank me, hehe, I’m really embarrassed to refuse, Zhuang Chen stared at you. On the girl's watch.

The girl saw the greed in Johnson's eyes, and when he untied the rope for her, she opened her mouth and bit him.

"Aw!" Johnson yelled in pain, the dog bit Lu Dongbin, he didn't know a good heart, but fortunately he withdrew his hand in time, but he was still bitten with bloody teeth marks.

"If you bite me again, I won't untie it for you." Johnson yelled at the girl, very angry in his heart, but after thinking about it, the girl probably also regarded him as a kidnapper, and she couldn't blame her entirely.

There is no other way but to send her to the police station in the city first. The kidnapping case should be handled by the police.

At this time, a Steyr double-box truck carrying coal suddenly came in the distance. Johnson waved his hands, signaling for a ride, but Steyr whizzed by without any intention of stopping.

If you do me a f*cking favor, I can die, Johnson looked at the truck going away, feeling depressed, and when he turned his head, the girl disappeared, hey, is it so difficult to do a good thing, there is no way, little sister, you can only live on your own Self-defeating, SC Johnson decided not to meddle in his own business.

Johnson looked at his battered Buick to see if it could still be started. He inserted the key into the lock, took off the fender under the dashboard, pulled out a few wires, and found two ones Rub, the car starts.

It's okay, but fortunately, the military vehicles at the base have been fiddled with a lot, the wallet is gone, the mobile phone is gone, hey, it's unlucky, what worries Johnson even more is that he forgot to bring the same life lock, yes, go home again.

Half an hour later, Zhuang Chen pushed open the door of the house. Fortunately, the lock was still there, so Zhuang Chen hurriedly put it on his body...

As soon as he stepped out of the gate, he saw the Jetta parked near his Buick. The ghost was haunting him. Johnson cursed and hid in a tube building.

Soon there were dense footsteps in the corridor. At this hour, it is impossible to have so many visitors in the building. He poked his head out and saw a group of men filing up the stairs below. They wore black T-shirts, cut shorts, and gold chains. , the three men in sunglasses took the lead.

Johnson knew that these people were looking for him. There was only one corridor in the tube building where he could not escape. The windows of the room where he was hiding were equipped with cast iron railings and he could not get out. But when I came out, I saw that the iron gate leading to the roof was hung with a large three-ring iron lock, and the road was blocked.

The gangsters have already come up. After seeing Johnson, they slowly took out the long knife and galvanized steel pipe wrapped in newspaper, and walked over without saying a word. Johnson took a few steps back and took a large sized knife from behind the door. The wrench rushed over, and he knew that if he didn't try his best at this time, he would have no life to fight for, because the opponent must still have heavy firepower, but it's just that it's not convenient to shoot in residential areas.

The other party didn't expect Johnson to be so fierce, so he took a few steps back, but the people behind continued to advance. The leading burly man pointed a knife at Johnson and said, "Chop him to death!"