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"Newman, if you see a bad opportunity later, jump out of the car and flee back immediately, Natra and Layla's men should be right in front to meet them, when the time comes, you just need to run within range of them, at least you can delay until the police come." With both hands on the steering wheel, Wendell gave a faint explanation.

Newman immediately said, "Boss, don't worry, I know what to do."

Wendell then smiled appreciatively, Newman, who had been in the battlefield, was completely different from those who had not. If it was those usual friends, they would have said righteously, "Brother, we have to advance and retreat together, how could I leave you behind?

But Newman, who had experienced life and death on the battlefield, knew that it was not difficult to live and die together, what was difficult was to be able to make the right choice at the critical moment. Sometimes it was not so humiliating to abandon one's companions to escape alone, but it depended on the motivation for making that choice.

Obviously, Newman neither agreed nor shook his head, he would make the most out of the most appropriate choice at the most appropriate time.

"Boss, I do think that these boundary tent people, may not have the ability to force us to that point." Newman's gloomy face revealed a rare smile.

Wendell instantly laughed, "Good then, let's join forces this time and let those Boundary Tent B_____ds know that we, in Springs, are not that casually allowed to be bullied!"

"That's right, if they bully us, then they will pay with their lives!" Newman immediately laughed loudly.

As the two of them were talking, the cars in front of them were not speeding along like they had just done, but were slowly approaching, not very fast.

"They're waiting for the car behind them to catch up!" Wendell said indifferently, "Since they don't dare to come alone anymore, then we'll take the initiative to go over and meet them!"

Newman gripped the pistol in his hand, his eyes glowing coldly.

Wendell shouted lowly, "Sit tight and be ready to shoot at any time!"

"Yes!" Newman replied in a low voice.

Buzz~~!

Wendell gradually increased the throttle and the car's speed soon picked up, then, with both hands on the steering wheel, Wendell headed straight for the opposite side at an extremely fast speed.

The two sides are already close to each other, and Wendell's eyes are tightly narrowed, carefully staring at the movement of the other car.

……

"Another set of this?!"

Opposite, inside a black car, a stout young man's face was incomparably gloomy, his eyes coldly staring at the BMW x6 in front of him, and he laughed sarcastically, "Do you really think that all of us Boundary Tent people are afraid of death?"

He casually picked up the intercom inside the car and said in a low voice, "All of you accelerate, towards the vehicle in front of you…… ram them over!"

"Ha Ploma!"

A neat response came from inside the intercom, and immediately, all the cars suddenly picked up speed and rushed straight towards the BMW x6 in front of them, looking at that speed and direction, there was no intention to evade it at all, obviously they were going to really ram into the BMW!

At the same time, this stout young man spoke into the intercom again, "Prepare the katana!"

"Haji!"

……

"Yoo-hoo! Rushing over?" Wendell smiled faintly as he stared straight ahead and asked with a smile, "Newman, how's your marksmanship? Can you hit the other side?"

Newman immediately shook his head, "I'm not sure, if Belman was there, there would be no problem."

Wendell immediately extended his hand, "Newman, give me the pistol!"

"Yes!"

Newman immediately handed the pistol over to Wendell's hand.

Wendell immediately slowed down the car and put his hand on the steering wheel, his eyes narrowed, with a cold smile at the corner of his mouth.

Headlights, up…… The driver's position……

Bang!

Wendell fiercely pulled the trigger, and the windshield of the BMW was instantly pierced with a small hole.

The next moment, they only saw a car in front of me sway a few times, and then it spun violently and suddenly swerved and crashed into a car next to it.

The caravan in front of him was in Baros, and the two cars instantly overturned, making an ear-splitting crash on the ground, and even sparks splashed everywhere, which looked very tragic.

However, Wendell did not stop, he first quickly slowed down the car and reversed it, at the same time, the trigger in his hand was constantly pulled, one bullet after another shot out.

Bang Bang Bang Bang!

When all six rounds had been fired, Wendell casually threw the pistol to Newman, and at this time, the few cars in front of him had completely overturned.

Those cars were extremely fast because of their previous speed, so even after they flipped over, the cars still kept flipping forward, looking like a drunken drunkard who kept planting his head.

"Boss, well done!" Newman exclaimed in praise, "A few bullets and the other side was all taken care of."

Wendell shook his head and laughed, "Not yet, see, the other side has a car that hasn't moved, I'm afraid that the one sitting in there is the main one."

"Boss, should we take the opportunity to rush over?" Newman asked.

Wendell faintly shook his head and said, "The other side has another convoy that will arrive soon. Newman, you'll drive later, I'll go down and meet them!"

"Boss!" Newman was instantly flabbergasted.

Wendell waved his hand and laughed: "No need to say more, at this time, we must catch the other party's rightful owner, capture the thief first!"

Newman then stopped talking and just nodded his head forcefully.

Buzz~~!

Wendell began to accelerate forward, and within a few breaths, the car had arrived in front of those several tumbling cars.

"Newman, you drive! There are bullets under the seats!" Wendell shouted lowly and immediately opened the door of the car, and plunged down, rolling on the ground a few times before his figure disappeared into the darkness.

Because there were several tumbling cars in between, neither side could see the other clearly, so Newman simply turned off the car lights, hiding secretly in the darkness, and slowly moved closer.

As he got closer, screams and groans of pain rang out, and it was clear that there were still people alive inside those cars. As a precaution, Newman quickly loaded his pistol with bullets and whirled closer.

……

"Fool!"

Seeing the miserable state of those vehicles in front of him, the stout young man inside the sedan couldn't help but curse angrily and said through gritted teeth, "A bunch of trash!"

With a whirl, he waved his hand and said to the driver in front of him, "Back off immediately and rendezvous with Missy first……"

"Knock knock knock!"

Mueddenly, there was a knock on the gla_s of the car window.

The stout youth subconsciously turned his head to look, and the next moment, his face changed drastically, only to see an indifferent-looking youth, who didn't know when he had actually stood outside the car window and was staring coldly at himself.

Obviously, it was he who had just knocked the car window.

Almost subconsciously, the sturdy young man hurriedly raised the micro-charge beside him and was about to pull the trigger.

Clap!

With a furious punch, Wendell instantly shattered the car window, then his hand reached out and grabbed the sturdy youth's shoulder with a violent flick of his wrist.

Bang!

The stout youth was actually pulled out of the car window by him alive.

"Bang!"

Wendell stomped on the stout youth's face and rubbed it ferociously on the ground.

"Ummm…!"

The stout youth stifled a sound.

"Bugger!"

The driver driving in front of him reacted at this time and cursed angrily in Boundary Tent language, and was just about to make a move when he saw Wendell slam his fist fiercely over.

Boom!

With a loud sound, the car door in front of him was actually smashed flat, and that driver was actually knocked unconscious instantly!

At this point, the convoy blocking Wendell and the others was completely destroyed!

Wendell let out a fierce smile and lifted up the sturdy young man he had stepped on, both sides were about the same height, but this man in Wendell's hands was like a chicken, being carried around without the ability to resist at all.

Bang!

Wendell ruthlessly slammed this man to the ground, and the latter instantly let out a stifled cry, but gritted his teeth to prevent himself from screaming out.

"Very persistent!"

Wendell sneered, he squatted down and clasped this man's wrist, his voice was cold as he asked, "Say, who are you people and why are you here to kill me?!"

Now Wendell was almost certain that the other party was going to kill himself and the others, which could be seen just by the weapons the other party was carrying.

"Eight…… Bugger!" The sturdy youth cursed in pain.

Ka-chow!

Wendell's hands were fiercely pressed, and the wrist of that stout youth, instantly broke, showing a weird kind of abnormal twist.

"Ah…"

A miserable scream shouted out from that stout youth's mouth, he couldn't hold back anymore, his wrist was broken raw, this kind of heart-breaking pain, people who hadn't experienced it could not understand it at all.

"Say!" Wendell said indifferently.

Taranffing! Taranffing!

The stout youth was trembling violently, constantly gasping for ragged breath, but he was staring at Wendell with resentment, he just didn't say anything.

"Huh!"

Wendell smiled faintly, and under the weak light of this street lamp, his smile was a little more hideous.

Then, he slowly stood up, raised one foot high, and suddenly stomped down on the knee of the sturdy youth.

"Ah, ah…"

The stout youth instantly seemed to curl up like a shrimp, and his whole body jerked out, his harsh screams almost roaring out hysterically, letting people know how much pain he was in.

However, Wendell did not have the slightest bit of sympathy as he lifted his leg once more, this time, his target was the other leg of the stout youth!

"I say! I said……" The stout young man, fit and strong, instantly shouted in terror, his whole body trembled as if he was sifting.

Wendell smiled fiercely and said, "Say!"

"I, I am Noel Rotrec, the eldest son of the Noel family of the Yamaguchi group……" It seems that the mention of his family made this Noel Rotrec have a few more courage, "If you do this to me, the Yamaguchi-gumi will definitely not let you go…… Ah–"

The next moment, Noel Rotrec's eyes jutted out deadly, as if they were a pair of dead fish eyes.

Immediately, a miserable and hysterical scream came out of his mouth, "Ah–!"

It turned out that Wendell's foot, once again, stepped on Noel Rotrec's other knee, and his legs, all of them, were broken!

To be continued.....