Chapter 4896 Like walking a dog

He has excellent driving skills. He always knows the rhythm of the sports car spinning well. He can always dodge easily when the black sedan is approaching, ensuring that he will not be hit by any impact.

Mo Nanjue lightly tapped the accelerator with his toes, and his beautiful fingers were on the steering wheel left and right. He was like walking a dog, making black cars go around and hit them one after another.

Bang!

The sound of collisions sounded one after another, one after another, one after another, one after another, three times...

In the end, almost all the cars hit their companions, the front of the car was sunken, the engine failed... The sound of the alarm was endless.

The scene was in chaos, with more than twenty cars stuck in the middle of the road, and the front and rear of the car were too tight to be moved away for a while.

The collision became an indecisive geometric blind spot.

The royal blue Bugatti Viahan stopped aside without any damage. Monanjue put his hand on the car window. He glanced at this side and curled up the corners of his lips coldly.

I want to chase him a few broken cars

The leading CIA chief inspector was stunned and hurriedly picked up the communication machine, "What's wrong with you? Why do you guys do when you hit your own people? Hurry up and catch me!"

"Boss, we are not going to hit..." The agent replied anxiously while turning the steering wheel hard, "It was Mo Nanjue who was fooling us. We were all following behind and chasing him. He deliberately rotated and drove the car, and suddenly turned around and bypassed, so we bumped into our own people..."

"Then you won't run away with him?"

"But we won't drive that way, we need to have very good driving skills..." an agent asked back, "Boss, can you drive?"

“…”

The Chief Inspector's voice was speechless, and he paused and said, "I'll give you ten minutes to adjust the formation, and then catch up immediately! If you don't catch Mo Nanjue alive today, don't want to die!"

He said as he blew the steering wheel and rushed to the Bugatti Veyron ahead.

Mo Nanjue caught a glimpse of another car chasing him behind him. He looked at the license plate number from the reversing mirror and then increased the accelerator.

The sports car rushed out like a ghost, and the chief inspector behind also accelerated the speed. The two cars chased forward and back on the avenue. Mo Nanjue always maintained the fastest speed. The cold wind blew over his handsome face, adding a bit of sharp beauty.

The Chief Inspector was ready, but Mo Nanjue did not change the lane this time, but drove straight forward.

There was a turbulent river directly ahead. The chief inspector couldn't help but wonder, what trick was he playing?

But Mo Nanjue really didn't make a turn at all. The chief inspector didn't believe he would really drive into the river. He didn't pause and still followed closely.

I saw Bugatti Veyron rushing straight across the lawn, and just as the front of the car was about to rush into the river, Mo Nanjue pinched the time and suddenly hit the steering wheel-

The sports car turned rapidly and couldn't see how he turned. The sports car quickly retreated and then galloped steadily to the right...

The chief inspector widened his eyes in surprise, but he had no time to brake. The black car rushed forward due to inertia, and the whole car rushed into the river with a thud!

"ah--"

The chief inspector's scream sounded in the middle of the river, accompanied by the sound of his limbs fluttering with water.

Mo Nanjue didn't even look at it. He turned the steering wheel to the right and picked up his phone, but still couldn't receive any signal.

Obviously, they not only blocked the area just now.

Are you not afraid of causing public protests and panic?

An ordinary gang or organization cannot dare to do this, nor does it have the ability unless it is...
Chapter completed!