Chapter 2550 (1/2)

You won't die in a car accident. What can you die of.

Mike rode the motorcycle very fast, and Carl didn't ride slowly. It was at this moment of life and death that they really started racing.

Motorcycles are fast and flexible compared with cars. The two motorcycles gather and disperse and shuttle back and forth in the traffic flow. Although they still can't completely get rid of the searchlight, they can avoid being illuminated by the searchlight most of the time.

The police did not close the road, but set up checkpoints and roadblocks at each intersection. Although it caused traffic congestion, there were not no cars on the road.

Both Carl and Mike deliberately approached the car. They took the cars on the road as hostages, forcing the helicopter not to shoot at them or attack them with more powerful weapons.

Good times are always short. They rode for less than five minutes, and a long tracer bullet hit the road from the air.

Carl's first reaction was to warn the shooting, but he immediately realized that it was not them, but the cars on the road.

Two police helicopters flew towards both ends of the road respectively, and the searchlights shone on the ground, forcing the moving cars to stop, so that Carl and them could no longer escape under the cover of the car.

Sure enough, the car stopped, far away from Carl and them, so Carl and Mike soon lost the cover of the car.

There was no way to drive along the road. Carl accelerated to the front of Mike, reached out and made a turning gesture. Then the two motorcycles slowed down, one before and one after, and turned onto the path leading to the residential area.

But the helicopter in the sky finally opened fire.

The motorcycle was small and flexible. A string of bullets rubbed Carl's head and flew in front of him. Then another string of bullets fell far to his right.

Fortunately, for many reasons, neither the police nor the military can use armed helicopters. Although there are machine guns on police helicopters, it is not so simple to hit high-speed and flexible motorcycles.

Ahead were houses, and Carl saw a little hope.

There were too many helicopters on his head, which had formed a siege situation and could form a fire network without dead corners. Just when Carl thought they could hide in the house and get a short breath, Mike was finally shot.

Mike had a good time. He swayed left and right on his motorcycle, just like those children who had just received a motorcycle as a gift, but when he swayed, a string of bullets finally hit him.

Mike's motorcycle fell to the ground. The motorcycle threw far away in the face of sparks, while Mike and Roy rolled on the ground and stayed on the ground.

Carl stopped the motorcycle and it was over.

”It's all over.”

After Carl said something very reluctantly, Prince behind him said in a weak voice, ”yes, it's over.”

Carl supported the ground with his feet. He closed his eyes and waited for a moment. There was no bullet. Then he opened his eyes. First he put down the support of the motorcycle, stopped the motorcycle steadily, and then stepped off the motorcycle from the front. Then he hugged Prince and half dragged and half hugged Prince off the motorcycle.

Prince's voice was very weak. He said curiously, ”why didn't they shoot? Did they catch them alive first?”