Chapter 82

New book in soft pink seeks support, collection, and recommendations! This week, I gave a panty push, but the effect wasn't great, and it didn't help much with collections and recommendations. So, it all depends on everyone. I sincerely ask everyone to give a few more recommendations, so I have a chance to show up on the charts. I bow in gratitude!

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"Damn, is it really necessary? It's just a few photos, right? Is it worth going to such lengths?"

Shen Chunyang, who was driving, had just relaxed a bit, but seeing the Range Rover in the rearview mirror chasing them recklessly, he couldn't help but sigh and curse, and at the same time, he stepped hard on the gas pedal.

The location of the black prison was very remote, with only one road in and out, and the road conditions were very poor, just a bumpy gravel road.

Their hiding place was originally a distance from this road, but after a series of escapes, Shen Chunyang finally drove onto the gravel road.

Although the road was bumpy, it was still much better than driving on the hills and grasslands where there were no roads.

About a kilometer ahead, they could get onto the national highway. Once on the national highway, with traffic and surveillance cameras along the way, the pursuing vehicle wouldn't dare to be as brazen as it was now.

So, seeing the distant fork in the road, Shen Chunyang let out a long breath. If they continued like this, they definitely wouldn't be able to outpace the Range Rover.

But with over a thousand meters left, he was confident he could get onto the national highway before the Range Rover caught up.

Unfortunately, he underestimated the off-road capabilities of the Range Rover. Even though they were on a gravel road, the Range Rover, even when driving on the dirt road at the edge of the roadbed, was still faster.

Moreover, being on a gravel road tested the car's straight-line acceleration. At this moment, Shen Chunyang tragically discovered that in terms of off-road performance, the Tucson couldn't match the Range Rover, and in terms of straight-line acceleration, it was even more outmatched.

The 3.0-liter diesel engine of the Range Rover provided torque and power that his 2.0-liter gasoline engine couldn't match.

The Range Rover quickly caught up. Li Xiangdong tried to shoot at the tires or the driver's cabin, but the scar-faced driver was very cunning. As they were about to catch up, he suddenly stopped driving straight and started zigzagging.

This greatly increased the difficulty of Li Xiangdong's shooting. Although he had super eagle vision and the strength of a bear, hitting such a cunning opponent at high speed was still very difficult.

Suddenly, a large bump appeared on the road ahead. To avoid scraping the car's undercarriage, Shen Chunyang had to sharply turn the steering wheel without even a warning.

Unprepared, An Jianing immediately turned into a rolling log, rolling out diagonally. Li Xiangdong, on the other hand, was fine. The power of the leopard not only gave him the speed of a leopard but also the strong balance and agility of a leopard.

He planted his feet firmly and shifted his upper body to absorb the sudden impact, and at the same time, he caught An Jianing, who had crashed into his chest.

The firm and warm chest, along with the strong masculine scent, made the unprepared An Jianing a bit dizzy. But before she could recover from the dizziness, she suddenly heard Li Xiangdong's warning.

It turned out that the Range Rover had suddenly accelerated, rushing to the right side of their car, and the body had already caught up with half of their car.

After rounding the large bump in the middle of the road, the scar-faced driver sharply turned the steering wheel, and the Range Rover suddenly rammed into the Tucson.

Although Shen Chunyang was prepared, the performance of the car was far inferior to the Range Rover. No matter how hard he revved the engine, he couldn't avoid the impact.

He could only release the gas, control the gearshift, and continuously downshift to reduce speed while sharply turning the steering wheel to mitigate the impact.

The Tucson's body shook violently. After the rear was hit, the wheels veered sharply, but fortunately, Shen Chunyang had a firm grip on the steering wheel and controlled the car well, quickly restoring its straight-line travel without losing control.

However, the two people in the back weren't as composed as Shen Chunyang. Even with Li Xiangdong's great strength and agility, he still had a 150-pound person in his arms.

The car's violent shaking, combined with the inertia and his own weight, made it impossible for him to react in time, and he ended up falling to the floor of the car with An Jianing in his arms.

The Tucson, after being hit, slowed down significantly. The Range Rover took advantage of this and quickly caught up, soon driving alongside the Tucson.

Shen Chunyang turned his head to the right and was shocked to see the scar-faced driver roll down the window and point a short-barreled five-shot revolver out. Without time to think, he slammed on the brakes.

Bullets, accompanied by a flash of light, flew past the windshield like fleeting meteors. If he hadn't braked, his head would have turned into a mushy melon. Damn, this bastard is really ruthless.

This sudden brake caused the Range Rover to surge ahead, half a car length. Without thinking, Shen Chunyang sharply turned the steering wheel, and the front right side of the Tucson collided with the rear left side of the Range Rover.

The Range Rover, moving too fast, lost balance upon impact, surged forward, and then spun around, blocking the middle of the road.

At this moment, the people in the Tucson saw the scar-faced driver, who, in this chaotic situation, had a mad smile on his face.

Even in this moment, he didn't forget to stick the revolver out and fire at them.

Unfortunately, he was a step too slow. Li Xiangdong suddenly crouched up from the back seat, aimed, and fired a burst of bullets through the front windshield.

If it were anyone else, they wouldn't know where the bullets went, but with his super dynamic vision, Li Xiangdong could ensure that every subsequent bullet went through the hole made by the first shot and hit the scar-faced driver's forehead.

A magazine was emptied, and the scar-faced driver's head turned into a mushy melon, with the skull flying off. The Range Rover slid forward on the road, lost control, and began to roll wildly, flipping over a dozen times before finally crashing to the side of the road.

Shen Chunyang didn't dare to linger or check the casualties in the Range Rover. He stepped on the gas, and the Tucson sped onto the nearby national highway.

The people in the car fell into a strange silence, still stunned by the scar-faced driver's final madness, their backs drenched in cold sweat.