The last ray of rays of light was set in the setting sun. Wang Ruhu came out of the building materials market with a bag of white powder, got in the car and handed the things to Kema, the man in the co-pilot, and started the car and drove away quickly.

On the passenger seat, the Mexican man moved the bowling bag at his feet in fear, carefully carrying the bag containing the powder, "Sir, this thing is not that, right?"

"lime."

Wang Ruhu hit the steering wheel and drove to the road out of the city. As soon as he left Las Vegas, he caught a few cars following behind in the reflector, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, hung up to the gear, and stepped on the accelerator suddenly. A sudden pause, Kema pounced and tilted, and his head slammed heavily on the seat.

The wheels rotated wildly, and the exhaust pipe sprayed out a stream of blue smoke, which accelerated suddenly.

Buzz!

The engine suddenly roared and rang out on the desert road leading westward to Felix and even the Mexican border. The yellow sand rolled away in a long swish.

Kema tilted his head, and in the mirror, there were also smoke and dust rolling around, and several black cars chased them straight behind them.

"God...is it the subordinate of the man who was beaten to death just now?"

Wang Ruhu, who was driving, glanced at the panicked Mexican man without answering the question. He had had two dealings with the CIA, and he could probably tell what his identity was.

After a while, several cars behind chased after him. One of them roared and rushed to a level with him. The window slowly lowered. A man in a black suit took out a pistol. On this side, Wang Ruhu shot down with his left hand, and the body dragged the "squeak" tires and continued to approach the other vehicle.

Bang!

The moment the two cars collided and approached, Wang Ruhu reached out and pressed the other party's muzzle. The gunshot sounded, and the yellow orange bullet flew down the road from the gap between the tight palms. Wang Ruhu pinched the gun body, pulled it out of the car window with the other party's palm, and fell to the speeding road surface.

Almost no rest.

Wang Ruhu threw the weapon in his hand towards the side and hit the driver's head. The latter pounced on the steering wheel, deflecting the direction, moving across the roadside, and colliding with another car that was catching up with behind.

The huge impact sounded.

The front of the rear car that hit the collision instantly collapsed and shattered, and the hood rolled and jumped up. The scream of the man who was "Ah--" hit the windshield and hit the raised hood again, colliding with the car moving horizontally in front, turning over the roof and falling heavily on the ground, rolling into a string of blood gourds.

The four cars that were chasing me were only two of them chasing behind me in an instant. I didn't dare to move forward at will anymore. I just poked out half of my body and took the slight rush to shoot at the fleeing car.

Da da ~~

The rear of the car was filled with dense holes, and the rear window was crackling and crackling. Some swept on the back seat, and the smoke rose up. The dense gunshot scared the Mexican man Kema hugged his head and tightened his strength, screaming loudly.

"Come here and hold the steering wheel and keep it in direction!"

The shoulder hurts slightly. Wang Ruhu lowered his head, and a bullet hit his shoulder and flicked the armrest box. He reached out and pulled Kema over the screaming Kerma, pressed his hand to the steering wheel. After a moment, he punched the car window sideways, scratched the glass that was not clean yet, climbed onto the roof, whispered the torn shirt strips, stepped along the roof, and fell to the next moment when the car trunk lid was falling, jumped up, crossed the sight of everyone in the two cars behind, smashed the hood of one of the cars like shells, facing the flames spurted out of the opponent's weapons, crushed the glass with his palm, grabbed the steering wheel in the driver's hand, and in the latter's horrified gaze, he directly pulled the steering wheel off, and the electric flowers jumped around.

The vehicle suddenly lost control, and the wheels squeaked... and kept swinging back and forth.

Just as Wang Ruhu jumped to his car that was slowly slowing down, the out-of-control car rolled over with a loud clamor from the people inside, sliding across the flat road surface and sparking large pieces of sparks. The people inside threw out the broken window and flew out with the debris.

In the last car, three CIAs watched the scene in amazement. Only the group of them rushing up was just a matter of seeking death. They braked the speed, but still jumped back from the Oriental man to the roof of the slowdown car. Then they turned over and crawled back, stepped on the accelerator and left quickly, and disappeared in the corner in front of the road in the blink of an eye.

The car body slowly stopped, and the three of them opened the door and looked at the messy scenes on the ground. They all looked at each other with lingering fear.

"Are you still chasing?"

"I don't want to die in the line of duty...that guy is simply not a human."

"Then call for reinforcements."

"Don't make us incompetent, and exaggerate the other party."

“I know how to do it.”

The two of them went over to see if there were any surviving companions. The remaining one took out the communicator and called the commander. He reported the process of what happened here at the end of Tonghong, and shouted with joy.

"The information of that person is wrong... we chased him all the way, but the information given by Chicago was very wrong. We fought with him for an hour, and there were heavy casualties."

"God, do you know what happened to that person? Just like a robot, tireless and painful, we can overturn our vehicle with one hand, and live ammunition will not have any effect on him... It is not exaggerated, it really requires a lot of reinforcements, it is best to drive the tank too!"

The sky gradually darkened.

The sun sets to the distant hills, at the end of the desert highway, outside the speeding car window, the golden sand dunes gradually climbed into the forest, and they were found again. Wang Ruhu drove the vehicle into the remote mud road in the forest. Although it was difficult to walk, it could save a lot of trouble.

After leaving a hill, filling up the gas station in front of him, Wang Ruhu Yiru walked into the supermarket, bought some water and food, and prepared to make do with it in the wild overnight.

When they came out, a pickup truck drove in with a few beautiful men and women. They got off the car and rushed to the toilet and saw that the carts, barbecue grills, and tents behind them should be camping in nearby towns or cities.

When he saw the tall and large oriental man, the young man who was driving had no intention of saying hello. When he looked at the other person's car, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he quickly called the two female companions who came out of the bathroom to not go over. He turned his eyes hard and signaled them to look at the other person's car.

I saw that the butt of the car was covered with dense bullet holes. The laughter and the few people suddenly felt silent. They pretended not to see it, opened the car door and slipped in, and started the car and left quickly.

"The American youth is good..."

Kema turned off the fuel tank, looked at the taillights of the car that were going to the muddy road ahead, and sighed, and then was slapped by Wang Ruhu.

"Get on the bus!"

Soon, the sky turned completely dark, and the cold moonlight hung over the night sky. The headlights shone everywhere while the car body was shaking, passing through the dark forest. After a while, they stopped in the forest and turned off the headlights. Wang Ruhu took a few bread and threw it to Kema, and took a bite and swallowed it.

"I'm not hungry..."

With a whisper, Wang Ruhu threw away his bread, opened the door, swept around the dark forest, bent down and picked up a stone from the ground, and walked into the depths of the forest for a while.

The rustling footsteps stopped after walking for a while, his ears trembled, and he could hear people's cheerful jokes. There was a faint light of fire in the distance in the forest.

‘It was those people.’

It was probably guessing that it was the camping men and women I met. Wang Ruhu turned around and changed direction. The stone in his hand suddenly smashed out. He heard a humming pig cry under a tree not far away.

A big wild boar straightened his limbs, and his head was bleeding and fell into the arched pit, twitching in waves. Then, Wang Ruhu resisted his shoulders and walked back to the car, raised a bonfire, burned his hair and belly, and set it on the fire to burn, scented up.

The moonlight shines coldly through the forests, and the wind blows through the rustling leaves. Among the men and women who are talking and making noise, some people get up and walk to the forest covered with hazy moonlight, walk away, take off their pants and squat to the grass.
Chapter completed!