The moment he regained his senses, Zhao Yu didn't rush to take out the gun from his waist, but used his left hand to adjust the handle under his seat and leaned back!
Ka ...
The seat fell backward and hit the assassin in the back seat, trapping him there.
Oh ...
The killer let out a pained cry, clearly in a panic.
As the seat tilted, the rope around Zhao Yu's neck loosened, allowing Zhao Yu to temporarily escape the danger of his neck being broken.
However, the rope was still around his neck, and he was still not completely out of danger.
This time, Zhao Yu didn't hesitate to take out his pistol, release the safety, turn his wrist, and shoot at the back seat!
Oh ...
The killer's scream came from the back seat again, and Zhao Yu suddenly felt that there was no pressure on his neck. He took the rope off his neck.
