The minister's bodyguard didn't understand what was going on and subconsciously started to fight back.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
The street where the serial car accidents occurred turned into a gunfight scene.
Soon, the special police who were on standby also came to support, and the level of chaos escalated sharply, but surprisingly no one was injured or killed, and no one knew who was targeting.
"Strange, why does the person opposite look a bit like the minister?"
Until the director picked up the telescope and found that the person in the opposite car looked familiar...
....
The gunfight ended shortly afterwards.
5 p.m.
The gray sky and white clouds gradually turn into fiery red under the setting sun, reminiscent of the flames when grilling beef.
The street lights light up one by one, and Marseille's nightlife is about to begin.
On Street 17, a red Mercedes sped past.
Shortly after it passed by, a white Peugeot 406 started up not far away.
A few minutes later, the driver of the red Mercedes-Benz looked in the rearview mirror and frowned, "Something is wrong. The white taxi behind us has been following us for a while."
The others also looked back.
The distance was not very far, and they all saw the interior of the white Peugeot 406.
A handsome young man with a crew cut was sitting in the driver's seat, with a white dove standing on his shoulder.
The driver took a tentative turn and headed toward the rolling hills of the sparsely populated suburbs.
Looking at the rearview mirror, a white Peugeot 406 turned around.
Driver looked at it and said "He's following us."
One of the robbers pulled out a gun: "I'll take care of him."
The driver shook his head. "I'll do it myself. I'll show him the difference."
Entering the mountain road, the speed of the red Mercedes-Benz suddenly increased, and soon the white Peugeot 406 was out of sight.
"Too simple..."
boom!!!
Before he could utter the contemptuous words, the roar of an engine like a wild beast sounded from behind the car.
As they stared in disbelief and shock, the white Peugeot 406, whose appearance resembled a great white shark, reappeared and approached at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Driver's eyes widened "Impossible! I have the latest high-performance V8 engine!"
The straight-line acceleration phase is the time to demonstrate the horsepower of the vehicle. In his opinion, the horsepower of the red Mercedes-Benz is not the best in Europe, but it is definitely the best in Marseille.
But now it was pulled closer in just a dozen seconds!
The companion shook his gun and asked, "Need Me?"
"No."
The driver calmed down "Anyone knows how to accelerate in a straight line, just step on the accelerator and wait for the car accident when you enter the corner!"
There are only hills around Marseille, which is far inferior to the world's top mountain tracks.
The straight road is not very long and they quickly reach the first turn.
It's an ordinary C-curve, but even the most ordinary curve can be extremely dangerous at high speed.
The speedometer broke 100.
The driver gritted his teeth and just lightly pressed the brakes before starting to turn.
The steering wheel began to turn, and the huge centrifugal force caused by the speed of the car quickly caused the tires to lose grip, but in the end, with the driver's superb skills, he saved it from hitting the edge of the guardrail.
The driver breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at the rearview mirror inadvertently.
It was a habitual action, but this sight gave him a shock: "bestürzt?!"(WTF)
He saw the light reflected on the rear view mirror and the roar of the engine was chasing him like the Grim Reaper!
The white Peugeot 406, which was originally far away, was actually getting closer and closer in the curve!
"I'm already going over 100 km/h, what kind of speed is this?!"
The driver was so shocked that his scalp went numb and he felt like all the hairs on his body were standing on end.
In a flash, they arrived at the next U-turn. The driver gritted his teeth and pushed towards the limit, but at this moment, the white Peugeot 406 was still accelerating and passed through the gap between the red Mercedes and the mountain.
The two cars were very close to each other. At the moment they passed each other, the driver and the young man in the white Peugeot 406 made eye contact.
Under the fiery red sunset, Rowan raised the corners of his mouth and raised the silenced pistol.
The driver's eyes widened little by little.
Before he could do anything, the white Peugeot 406 had already overtaken the Mercedes-Benz sports car.
Just at that moment, silent gunshots rang out.
The red Mercedes lost its balance and crashed into the mountain.
Leonhard glanced at the rearview mirr or and after making sure that everyone wa s still alive, he put the silencer pistol away, switched off the safety, and called the police with one hand.
The police team arrived quickly and rescued several robbers who were trapped by the airbags.
The female deputy leader of the team asked curiously, "How did you become like this?"
The driver shouted fuzzily "It's a taxi..."
"I lost to a Peugeot 406 taxi. He used inertia to drift through the corners. His car was very fast. All I saw was that he was a handsome guy with a buzz cut."
"If you know who he is, please tell him. I will wait for him at the bank entrance on saturday night. I will hire him to drive next time..."
Click!
"You wait in jail!"
After handcuffing the driver, the female deputy captain looked at the tire friction marks on the street with interest, muttering "Who on earth is this guy..."
It didn't take long for her curiosity to get answered.
She quickly led the team over.
....
At night, the night scene is prosperous.
Under the colorful neon lights, the crowds of people come and go like a tide.
Beep!
Suddenly, a shrill of sirens sounded.
There was also a loud noise from the propeller.
Sizzle!
Just as the pedestrians stopped to look curiously, a harsh sound of rubber friction suddenly came from the street corner!
At the end of the road, a white shadow suddenly appeared, drifting sideways.
The rear end of the car almost scraped the edge of the street, and the headlights left a trail of shadows, like two white light s trips.
After a brief pause, light blue gas spurted out from the back of the Peugeot 406, and it shot out with a bang under the acceleration of nitrogen and oxygen.
Within a few seconds, the speed soared to over 100, and the car kept rushing forward, overtaking one car after another with extremely graceful movements.
Soon after, a helicopter appeared behind.
The searchlight shone on the road, but the tail of the Peugeot 406 could not be seen.
Behind the helicopter, there were police cars with honking horns. They slowed down and turned with their poor driving skills, but they could not get any closer. All they could see was the afterimage of the red taillights.
"Oh my god, is this a movie?"
Passersby who witnessed this scene cried out in surprise.
The owner of a sports car who was overtaken took off his sunglasses and stared at the red light band and the residual nitrogen and oxygen gas in amazement "I was overtaken by a taxi?"
He turned off the music, unwilling to accept the result and wanted to step on the accelerator to speed up.
The engine just roared once, and then the sirens sounded from behind.
The red and blue flashing lights were like red and blue rivers, flowing violently beside his car.
What's this?!
He got scared and wanted to slip away.
A police car stopped. The officer looked as bad as if his girlfriend had cheated on him. He knocked hard on the car window "You are deliberately stepping on the accel erator to disturb others. Turn off the engine!"
As the tearful owner of the sports car got out of the car, Rowan's condition was getting better and better.
Rowan turned on some high-octane rock music and took the police cars for a ride.
It stands to reason that he would later meet that stupid police officer and be forced to help the police team catch the robbers.
After several hilarious failures, he would eventually provoke the robbers and lead them to a bridge that had not yet been completed. He would then let the robbers drive over to an isolated island where the bridge was broken, completely trapping them...
Playing games is not about playing people.
There's only so much content in Taxi , and Rowan has had enough of it and doesn't intend to join in the comedy with the dumbass police officer, so he just skips the rest of the story just like in The Mask of Zorro.
Come back later if you want to go racing, or if you want to revisit Lily's excellently cushioned suspension system... After a long drive, Rowan ended the dungeon with a big laugh.