Squeak–!
The Ferrari had just gotten away from Wendell's car when it hurriedly steered right, while slowing down violently, with a sharp brake, and came to a halt at the side of the road!
Buzz~~!
Wendell, however, fiercely hit the steering wheel, shaking back and forth, while his foot brakes were frequently applied, then he fiercely pivoted the steering wheel, and saw that the BMW X6 unexpectedly made a hard circle on the ground, at high speed, and surprisingly turned around directly in place, the direction of the car's front end was once again aligned with the Ferrari.
Buzz-
Wendell's operation at this time can be described as dazzling, the brake pedal he did not know how many times in a second, the steering wheel is constantly shaking from side to side, this coupe, almost by him to play the magic, so that Liam's eyes were straight for a while.
Also shocked were the people in a black car in the distance.
On the same highway, about a kilometre or two away from the Ferrari and Wendell's BMW x6, there was a black Buick sedan parked, both the model and the number plate looked so ordinary and not the least bit conspicuous.
In the driver's seat of this black Buick was a charming and charming girl, and in the pa_senger seat next to her was a man wearing a mask, wearing a long-sleeved coat, which looked so strange in this early autumn when the autumn tiger was still raging.
The two men, who had just put their binoculars down, were shocked beyond belief.
Especially the wonderful girl, whose hands were gripping the steering wheel so hard that even her joints were a little white from too much force, showing how shocked she was in her heart.
"This madman!" The woman muttered, shocked.
"I told you before, he's very strong, and if confronted head-on, very few people would be his match!" The man with the mask on the pa_senger seat shook his head slightly and said in a non-yin voice, "Even those martial artists from the Pemoan Ploman Sect are no match for him. Unless, the top can send those warriors……"
"That's not what I'm talking about!" The wonderful girl shook her head slightly and said, "Even if one's skill is superior, there will always be times when one misses, besides, in this world, apart from genetic warriors, it's not like there aren't any real experts."
"That's true, your body is so powerful that even genetic warriors are not your match…… Maybe, it's true that you can compete with him." The masked man said with approval. He had simply heard a lot about this Black Widow's mighty name, and naturally knew how strong this woman's body was.
"You don't understand……"
The wonderful woman said with a gloomy expression, "A person's body is no longer good, but in the end, it is only a person, what I did not expect is the target's guts. At such high speed, surrounded by harmful enemies next to him, he dares to do such a difficult car trick, this can no longer be described as arrogance, it is simply madness, he is a real madman!"
The masked man was silent for a while, he didn't know much about car skills, but he also felt that the sudden one hundred and eighty degree turn of that BMW just now was indeed very beautiful and shocking.
"I'm not afraid of dealing with arrogant people, but I'm afraid of crossing paths with madmen." Miao Lancen girl murmured, "The reason why a person is arrogant is because he thinks that no one is stronger than him, and such a person is not to be feared. But a mad man does not ask these questions, because they are not logical……"
"Then you…… still intend to follow the original plan?" The masked man asked hesitantly.
"Of course!"
The wonderful girl smiled sweetly, "The more you deal with this kind of crazy people, the more you can't use conventional means, as you said, if you confront him head on, it will be very tricky indeed, instead, you should follow the original plan, approach him and finish him off…… Of course, before that, he will have to taste the pain of having his loved ones tortured to death one by one with his mouth in a cruel way…… Inform Black Wolf that it's time to leave, he's no match for the target!"
"Humph!"
The masked man secretly snorted coldly, his heart was quite dissatisfied, "I'm only the head of the Springs branch, I'm on the same level as you, the head of Western Dyna, who are you to order me around?"
However, despite the discontent in his heart, he did not dare to say it directly, not to mention that this woman had come to the Springs mainland with permission from above, just the tactics of this woman alone was not something he could offend head-on.
Therefore, the masked man could only nod slightly and casually picked up the car intercom in front of him, "Black Wolf…… Quickly, run away!"
The wonderful woman was also taken aback and cursed angrily, "D_mn! This madman is trying to kill Black Wolf!"
As it turned out, just as the two of them were conversing, Wendell's car had already finished turning around, and after that dazzling series of movements, Wendell drove his car directly towards the Ferrari and crashed into it.
The next moment, before the people on the Ferrari could react, Wendell directly crashed into it.
Boom!
A loud sound was heard far away on this empty outer ring road, which seemed incomparably harsh.
The BMW x6, which was slightly taller, hit the two red Ferraris without any reservation, and immediately, the BMW's speed did not decrease at all, and the engine roared even louder, surprisingly squeezing the Ferrari forward.
Under Wendell's extremely skillful operation, the BMW intensively crashed into the Ferrari, causing the short Ferrari body to shake continuously, and at any moment, there were signs that it might be smashed apart.
Bang!
After another loud bang, Wendell directly loaded that red Ferrari overturned the car.
Squeak–!
Wendell stopped the car with a sharp brake, and with a murderous look in his eyes, he dropped a sentence, "All sit properly in the car, no one is allowed to get down."
Then he opened the door and jumped out of the car, quickly running towards the overturned Ferrari.
"Be careful!" Helen and Tami, who were worried, shouted.
Liam, however, was holding a pistol and sat directly on the driver's seat, ready to deal with unexpected events.
Wendell was alert and quickly came to the front of the Ferrari.
Bang–!
Just at the moment when Wendell was about to reach out to pull open the door, the overturned Ferrari was actually instantly jacked up so high that even the tin on the roof of the car was torn raw, and a pair of feet poked out from the roof of the car and stood on the ground.
Immediately afterwards, a foreigner, covered in hair and tall, lifted the Ferrari high above his head and casually threw it aside.
"Clang!" With a clang, the Ferrari, which was like a toy car, was thrown by the foreigner, whose strength was incredible.
The foreigner was a head taller than the sturdy Wendell, his hair was a bit curly, and perhaps because of the violent impact just now, his face and body were scratched in many places, and he looked very wretched.
However, the foreigner didn't care at all, his face wore a cruel smile as he stuck out his tongue and licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, a bloodthirsty glint in his eyes.
"Little Springs monkey, I have wanted to finish you off for a long time, today, is the day you will die!" The foreigner laughed strangely.
Wendell looked at him expressionlessly and asked coldly, "Not being run over by me and being able to lift a car with your bare hands, what kind of monster are you?"
"Silvae Silvae Silvae……" The foreigner laughed strangely, "When you get to hell, you'll naturally know."
Wendell couldn't help but shake his head slightly, "Idiot!"
"What!?" The smile on that foreigner's face instantly froze, and the murderous intent in his eyes flourished, "In the past, you drove your car and killed one of my friends, and today, you have crashed my car into this state…… Go to hell!"
In a flash, this foreigner's nails, surprisingly, instantly grew a full 20 centimeters, moreover, each nail turned into an incomparably sharp blade, simply like the Wolverine in the movie. With a bloodthirsty glow on his face, he lightning-like stabbed at Wendell on the opposite side.
Hoo-!
A gust of wind swept by and the foreigner's eyes, became stunned. This lightning fast attack of his had fallen short!
Wendell, who was standing less than three meters across from him, was now actually seven or eight meters away from him, and, in Wendell's hand, a bright silver pistol had actually appeared at some point, and the black muzzle of the gun was pointed at the foreigner's head.
"I wonder if your claws, can they be faster than a bullet?" Wendell had a faint smile on his face, but his gaze was constantly observing the surroundings.
The foreigner, however, was furious: "Springs monkey, have the guts to face me head-on."
He instantly recognised the pistol in Wendell's hand – the Desert Eagle!
If it was an ordinary gun, it wouldn't be able to hurt him at all, but the Desert Eagle, which was incredibly powerful, would still be able to hurt him. Coupled with Wendell's bizarre speed, this foreigner knew that he had completely fallen into a disadvantage all of a sudden.
"A head-to-head duel?" Wendell couldn't help but give a shameful laugh, "Are you worthy?!"
"Little Taranaxia…… Bang!"
The foreigner still wanted to speak, but Wendell violently pulled the trigger, and the huge recoil made Wendell's wrist shake slightly. The foreigner naturally felt even worse.
A shot pierced through the root of the foreigner's thigh, and the next moment, there was only a "bang!" With a bang, the bullet exploded at the root of his thigh!
Blood and flesh flew everywhere, the foreigner let out a stifled cry, lost his balance and fell straight to the ground.
At the root of his thigh, metallic coloured bones, were exposed to Wendell's eyes.
"It really is a monster!"
Wendell couldn't help but smile coldly, "Still want to talk nonsense to stall for time and wait for someone to save you?…… Actually, I'm also stalling for time, stupid!"
The foreigner instantly looked miserable and looked at Wendell in disbelief, "You, your bullets, why did they explode?! You, you've ambushed people around?!"
Wendell didn't answer him, but only said indifferently, "This gun of mine has a total of seven bullets in the magazine, do you think your people will come to your rescue before I disable all the major joints in your whole body? I guess they won't!"
To be continued....

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