C51 (2/2)

”I'll ask you to park the car. The goods will be delivered by the traffic police.” Yan Yun said coldly.

”I need to take it back myself. There's a trade secret in the car.” The truck driver refused.

”If you don't stop within three seconds, don't blame me for being impolite.” Yan Yun said coldly, the driver's attitude made him very unhappy, was there anyone as inflexible as him?

Just as Yan Yun finished his sentence, the truck driver's face suddenly revealed a vicious expression. His left hand reached into his pocket and took out a black handgun.

”Go to hell!”

Bang!

A gunshot rang out. No one could have imagined that a normal truck driver would have hidden his gun and even dared to shoot a ”plainclothes cop”.

In the car behind the truck, the drivers saw the plainclothes cop quickly lift his head and then quietly prostrate himself on the roof of the cab. They didn't know if he had been shot or not.

Unwittingly, the drivers behind the truck slowed down. The truck driver was armed, and the nature of the accident had changed.

After the truck driver fired, he regretted his actions. He felt that he had been too impulsive. He could have slammed on the brakes and thrown the car roof down. How could he have so elegantly taken out his handgun!

Convenient!

The truck driver finally understood the reason, it was easier to use a handgun, and when he thought about Xiang Nei's group, the truck driver revealed a ruthless smile. In any case, with Brother Mang here, Jing Hai can come and go as he pleases.

Just as the truck driver thought of this, someone from Xiang Nei's group started to curse, ”Who are you looking for to drive this car? Do you have any brains? ”

Regardless of what the group thought, after Yan Yun dodged the spear, his eyes turned cold, and since the opponent used firearms, the matter was much easier to settle.

Bang!

Yan Yun used a thousand kilogram drop, and the top of the driver's seat produced a series of explosions. Soon after, as the truck driver unknowingly looked at the roof of the car, Yan Yun used both of his feet to break the window on the side, and instead of decreasing in strength, he directly kicked the truck driver to the side.

”You …” The truck driver glared at him, but he couldn't finish his sentence. As his eyes gradually turned cloudy, he fainted in the passenger seat.

Looking at the driver who was knocked out, Yan Yun steadied the car and took out the gun from the driver's pocket.

”Dafeng, how did you drive?”

When Yan Yun held the gun in his hand, the walkie-talkie beside him released a wave of curses.

”Big Meng, hurry up and speak. If you can't, then Big Bro Mang will be driving away.”

As Yan Yun drove, he quietly pondered about the meaning behind the words on the walkie-talkie.

A moment later, a heavy voice came through the walkie-talkie. ”Turn the intercom on, let's do it.”

He waited for a while, but there was no response. The walkie-talkie was getting impatient.

Clang!

Just as Yan Yun was confused, the body of the truck shook, and the back door was opened to support him on the ground. At the same time, a black Ferrari rushed out from the car and went along the slanted back door to the road.

The group of drivers behind were all stunned. No one would have thought that there was another Ferrari inside the truck. Was this a cicada escape or a racing car? Even if it was a movie, the realism was too high!

Weng! *

The Ferrari throttled, and the black body of the car shot out, quickly moving in parallel with the truck. However, after seeing the truck change owners, the truck driver revealed a ruthless smile.

Then he raised his rifle and fired three consecutive shots into the cab of the truck.