Chapter 461: Old Hatred (1/2)

There was a traffic camera on the utility pole so the previous scene must have been clearly witnessed by thousands of spectators on the gambling site. The Wolf King broke the camera with his gun and asked, ”Should you cover your faces?”

I shook my head, “They’ve already seen us so it's not necessary! We should leave now before we bring more trouble to this small town.”

”You’re right, we shouldn’t stay here,” said the Wolf King.

Shattering the window of one of the cars, the Wolf King opened the door and fiddled the keyhole with a tactical knife, but to no avail. He was about to remove the dashboard when I told him to step aside. With my lock picking tools, I managed to start the engine after a few tries.

We spent a short time on the road when three black vehicles suddenly appeared behind us.

The Wolf King cursed, ”Geez, these fuckers keep coming!”

I turned around and found two men in suits armed with guns in the passenger seats of the cars in front of us, shooting at us unceremoniously. With a deafening bang, the windshield broke, scattering glass fragments all over us.

”Get down!” ordered Song Xingchen.

While remaining lowered, the Wolf King hit the gas pedal, swaying the car from side to side, almost flying off the road. I felt as if I was on a dizzying rollercoaster ride.

Constant gunfire rang in our ears and soon, the car was riddled with bullet holes. In fact, everything in the movies was fake–the car’s metal body couldn't resist bullets at all. Fortunately, we were traveling at high speeds so the gunmen’s aim was impaired.

Suddenly, a bullet entered the vehicle and hit the roof, causing a burst of sparks. The Wolf King ducked in fright, ”We’re sitting ducks here! We’ve got to think of something to stop them!”

“Kiddo, this is an automatic gun. Just put your hand on the trigger and shoot,” said the Wolf King as he handed me a firearm.

While I hesitated, Song Xingchen interjected, ”I'll take it!”

Gun in hand, he waited till the gunfire outside came to a halt, then burst out of the door with half of his body exposed and emptied the magazine. A shrill brake threatened to rupture my eardrums, and then boom! When I looked up, I found that one of the cars following us had overturned. It turned out that a bullet hit the driver, thus causing the accident. The car in the back was forced to stop. Only one car remained on our tail.

Surprised, the Wolf King commended, ”That’s amazing! Did you undergo training?”

”It was a lucky shot,” dismissed Song Xingchen. Despite his modesty, even I suspected Song Xingchen had training.

“Get rid of the other one!” The Wolf King threw several magazines at him.

I smiled bitterly, ”Is this justifiable defense?”

Song Xingchen’s casual remark seemed to shock the Wolf King. ”What! You called the police?”

”I didn't call the police. My friend contacted the Fujian Public Security Bureau,” I explained. “But don't worry, I will honor my promise.”

The Wolf King's expression turned ugly. With his identity, obviously the word ‘police’ made him nervous. Gritting his teeth, he ventured, ”Alright then, I believe you but I’ll leave before the police arrive!”

At that moment, an ear-splitting boom interrupted our conversation.

The three of us stared wide-eyed and open-mouthed at the rearview mirror. A truck crashed out of the side wall, overturning the last car and covering the ground with dust and broken bricks. It accelerated straight towards us, and the driver was the Tyrant Tiger!