Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Chapter 505: Ink Depth of View Unbuckles Seasonal Warm Seat Belt, Sinking Warning...

Normally, such shootings take place abroad, and the number of cases of such armed kidnappers in the country is not particularly high. Suddenly, no wonder the special police units are all deployed and even strictly recalled.

Seeing so many police cars and the vehicles that were crashed around them, it is estimated that there was a very intense chase of vehicles just before they arrived here.

Many of the car's glass fragments were left on the ground, along with the blood stains on the ground, all indicating the brutality of the kidnappers and the speed with which they fled in spite of everything.

“Thanks.” Seasonal Warm nodded his head at the police and the police raised their hands and waved forward, indicating that the car could be released.

She turned to Mo Jing Deep: “Looks like Mo is going to have to go around the Circle Expressway to drop me off, which was supposed to take an hour. ”

Mo Jing was silent at first, and only a moment later said: "Fasten your seat belt. ”

Seasonal warmth lowered his head and checked his seat belt: “Fasten. ”

The man looked again at the police cars around here and the fragments all over the floor, and a black-gust blast headed in the direction of the Circle Expressway.

It is already morning, the sun is bright, there are two highway entrances nearby, there are several police cars around the entrance, it seems true the city is under siege, and I don't know what the situation is in the city.

Around the city highway is a field of green oil that belongs to the summer. Seasonal warmth used to be in the city for so long, but it is also rarely possible to pass here on the Around the city highway.

To try to ignore the man driving, she simply picked up her phone and took a few pictures of the fields. The air conditioning was in the right temperature, but the outside of the car was a hot sunburn of 35 degrees above zero. Every few kilometers she drove, she could see a police car on the side of the road, but the road was warm and she couldn't see the exact car in which the kid was, presumably elsewhere.

Until about to get off the highway, a van suddenly came up from another intersection that looked a little worn out, and Season Warm glanced forward through the rearview mirror and saw the van suddenly rushing in their direction, or even backwards.

And when she saw the car's window, which seemed to have a black hole in it, facing the direction of their window, she looked at the car and instantly gripped the phone.

No wonder the policemen who stood outside the police car on the Circuit Expressway were so tight that the group had escaped from the western district of the city and did not know exactly how many cars had been converted. This bread was definitely concealed by their temporary hijacking halfway.

Ji Wen was staring at the gunpoint of the black hole, and suddenly there was a question in his mind. The car with deep ink had been driving domestically. Whether the window was bulletproof glass or not, if they did shoot, would the bullets have shot through it?

But I find it ridiculous that bulletproof glass is not something that can be used at random. It may be common abroad, but not necessarily domestically, and for the safety of some domestic vehicle control centres, bulletproof glass is generally not allowed at random.

“Sit tight.” Suddenly, the man's calm and cold voice came into her ear.

Seasonal warmth held your body steady: “Sit tight. ”

For a moment, she simply felt the body crossing the van at a very fast speed, and at the same time, the body rubbed the gun held against the window. The thrilled door and the mutually rubbed door of the car were stirred up with sweat, but it was not afraid to warm the season at this exciting moment.

With the sunshine shining in the sky, the man's face was as usual, facing life and death, facing the crisis, or facing any force majeure, he was always just cold in his eyes and did not say a word. The window in the back of the van also opened. When there was a gun against the car towards them, only a "bang” was heard, while the car in which the season warm was sitting quickly avoided the bullet attack at that moment.

The van seemed to be hitting on them, hearing the police car coming after them, and the van was on the highway dying to speed up and rush straight to them.

However, just as Mojing finally drove the car to the exit of another highway, the van, which had rushed up before, quickly caught up. The two men poked half their bodies out of the window and fired two shots at their tires. The sound of the two guns sounded for a moment, and the warmth of the season only felt the body fall down.

The tire's blown!

At the moment of the tyre explosion, the car that was always steady, because of the inexpensive center of gravity, strayed to the other side of the road, so that the body could be easily stabilized in Ink View, but after the explosion, the speed of the car slowed down considerably more than before, and the van, which was already close to them, instantly rushed over and crossed in front of them.

This is a downhill road down the highway, a van blocked in front and a ramp in the rear, which is fine if you keep driving forward, but you can't go back because the rear tire explodes.

When he saw two men in black walking directly towards their van with guns in their arms, the warm heart of the season finally talked about it.

“Their guns have been modified so that this unusual window can be easily shot through.” Mo Jing looked deeply at the two men who came directly to surround them with guns and said without hesitation.

Seasonal warmth wondered: “Can we still rush out now? ”

Mojing took a deep look at the crowded food market in front of the van. This kind of people living near the Circle Expressway love to shop in this kind of outdoor open-air food market. At this time, the sky is clear, there are a lot of people. If you rush down, the casualties may exceed dozens or even hundreds, and even there are many children who come out with their families.

“Get down, don't make a sound!” Mo Jingdeep untied the seatbelt on the warmth of the season and silently warned her.

After that, he suddenly pressed his warm head down until the gun was no longer easily pointed at her from the point of view outside the car window, and he retracted his hand.

Ji Wen knew that there were now countless innocent passers-by in front of them, and that a police car was approaching behind them, both of whom were unarmed except for the car, and the only thing they could do was delay and protect themselves.

She hid herself beneath the door and did not speak, but looked deep into Ink's eyes.

Mo Jing is absolutely right, their guns have been modified, very sharp, ordinary things can't stop the shooting of this bullet, kidnappers outside the car are also very familiar with hijacking this kind of thing, and if the car continues to drive forward now, their guns will probably go straight into the window and shoot through their heads.