"Damn, they've exchanged fire!"

Yorante shouted in the passenger seat and listened to the blind voice on the phone, while Charlotte was driving up the speed.

"How far is Agent Hank from us now?"

After getting the photos of the two killers, Charlotte and the other hurriedly left the nursing home.

It was half an hour after Yorant made a series of calls and finally got Hank's contact information.

Unexpectedly, the two killers had already started to do it as soon as they called him.

“He is in Vigman Supermarket, less than half an hour’s drive from us now!”

"Ten minutes! I can arrive in ten minutes!"

While speaking, the police car speedometer's hand had crossed ninety miles and was approaching quickly towards one hundred.

No one cares about the speeding of the police car. At this moment, Charlotte has already brought the performance of this Victoria Crown to the extreme.

"Have he always driven so fast?"

Yorant asked Charlie behind him.

She was pressed on the seat with a strong sense of pushing her back when she was not paying attention, and her phone was almost thrown out.

"Yes, he is the fastest racer in our Boston police circle!"

Holding the car door, Charlie said proudly.

Unlike Hannibal, as Charlotte's old partner, Charlie has become accustomed to his driving style and knows what to do now.

Charlotte was rushing to the scene, while Hank was in a tough battle.

After a gunshot, the surrounding citizens fled around. Hank had already empty three magazines, and he had only the last magazine left.

Ordinary patrolmen only bring two spare magazines. As Dea's agent, Hank brought one more to be on the safe side. Who would have thought that four magazines would not be enough in this situation!

The only good news is that these two killer holds are two improved versions of the Colt 1911.

The large caliber means a small bullet capacity, and the Salamanca brothers emptied 7 rounds of bullets in the magazine in minutes.

Although the two could replace the magazines alternately, they were still dragged by Hank.

After all, they were still too impatient. They should wait for the damn Dea agent to return to the car before starting, but it was too late to say anything now.

"Bang~bang~~"

Two more shots were fired, and Hank, who leaned behind the wall, thought in his mind that there were still a few bullets left in the last magazine.

7 rounds!

Only 7 rounds left!

Hank knew that he could not drag on it anymore. If he couldn't hit these two bastards again, he would only end up with the bullets.

Taking a deep breath, Hank waited until the other party's gunshots were sparse and left the cover in the corner. He held the gun in both hands and locked a guy who was changing the magazine.

"Bang~~"

The shot aimed at the head was slightly tilted and a blood hole was directly opened on the guy's shoulder.

“herano!(Brother!)”

Another bald leader who saw this scene was so angry that he saw him pulling the trigger frantically and directly knocking Hank back to the corner.

“Woo~~”

The sirens came late, and the first patrol car appeared at the end of the main road in front of the supermarket.

Hank finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the sirens. The support finally came, but the Salamanca brothers on the other side were not calm.

If the police hadn't come yet, they would definitely kill this damn dea, but now they can only retreat.

He raised the injured brother, and the younger brother retreated vigilantly to their car, leaving no chance for Hank.

“Buzz~~”

Starting the engine, the Toyota Camry drove directly in the opposite direction of the patrol car.

You are now caught!

Charlotte, who arrived at the scene with one foot behind the patrol car, directly locked the Camry.

He clearly saw two bald heads getting into the car, wasn’t it the twin cousins ​​in Tuku?

"Swish~~"

The plainclothes police car driven by Charlotte directly exceeded the patrol car and bit the Camry's tail.

Such a high-profile behavior attracted the attention of the Salamanca brothers,

My younger brother stepped on the accelerator to the bottom and wanted to get rid of Charlotte.

How easy it is!

Racing is not just about stepping on the accelerator.

If these two people were riding motorcycles, Charlotte wouldn't catch up, but they were driving a Camry!

hehe!

“Buzz~~”

After squeezing out the last trace of performance of this Victoria Crown, Charlotte, who caught up with Camry, hit him directly.

"Bang~~"

The front of the left side of the police car hit directly on the rear of the Camry on the right side.

The textbook-like American stoppage, even without the bonus of the anti-collision bumper, the speeding Camry is completely out of control.

Charlotte directly shifted gears and slowed down. He saw the out-of-control Camry spinning twice like drifting, then completely overturned on the ground, and fragments on the car were scattered all over the floor.

"Beautiful job, Sherlock!"

He pulled the police car aside, and before Charlotte could untie the seat belt, Yorant on the co-pilot kissed Charlotte on the face.

Charlie, who saw this scene in the back seat, covered his eyes with his hands.

This is not a car to a nursing home!

Charlotte, who had a lip mark on his face, got off the car with a dizzy look.

Are women in New Mexico so hot?

Yorant's face, who got off the car from the other side, was nothing unusual, as if nothing had happened just now, and just then several patrol cars arrived.

The limit speed of large-displacement cars is very high, but there is no sufficient technology, even if there is no one in a straight track, no one can reach the limit. This is the case with these patrolmen.

"Yorante, how is the situation?"

The patrolman who had just gotten out of the car obviously knew Yorant.

"Detective Sherlock stopped them. The two people in the car are here to assassinate Dea's Agent Hank!"

Yorant briefly introduced the situation, but only saw the lip marks on Charlotte's face, the patrolmen subconsciously took a few more glances.

"What are you looking at? Just pull the person out quickly. One of them seems to have suffered a gunshot wound."

Seeing that these old colleagues looked at something wrong, Yorant said pretentiously.

"Okay, okay!"

Several patrol officers immediately took action to pull people, but Charlotte realized something was wrong, until Charlie coughed twice and pointed at his face.

Oops!

Sherlock, who saw the lip marks on his face from the rearview mirror, finally knew something was wrong, and quickly wiped off the "crime traces" left by Yolante with his hands.

The atmosphere became awkward for a moment.

Due to the attack, the main road in front of the Wigman Supermarket was closed for nearly half a day, and the ambulances came behind.

The ambulance pulled away the Salamanca brothers who had been overturned.

The younger brother of the two is fine, but the older brother's situation is not very good.

Although he was only hit by the arm, the damage caused by the 40-caliber bullet is more than that.

Blood loss and a lot of blood loss caused all his vital signs to fall to the trough, let alone Charlotte stopped them.

You should know that the two of them were too hastily when they ran away and neither of them wore seat belts.

This may be the consequence of irregular driving!
Chapter completed!