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Chapter 142

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"The Bureau of Proclamation only grants Level Five access for one day..."

Inside the high-speed Federation Investigation Bureau car, a middle-aged official stared at the fleeing car with hawk-like eyes. The official pressed on his headset and listened carefully for a while. Then he turned to the small holographic screen on his wrist and issued an order to his subordinates:

"Find out who your target is! He is a vicious terrorist! He is an outstanding soldier who graduated from a military academy! He knows the arrest process of the Investigation Bureau better than you do! So, don't be arrogant! "

"Before entering the city, you must stop the car in front. If the other party resists, you are allowed to open fire!"

After issuing the order, the middle-aged official cursed angrily: "Those motherf * ckers of the Bureau of Proclamation, they only gave me one day of access, and it's only Level Five. Don't they know how dangerous that kid surnamed Shi is?"

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Xu Le's face was a little pale. The scenery outside the car window was moving backward at a terrifying speed. The automatic heating and deicing system of the highway had already been turned on. Otherwise, if they were moving at this speed on ice and snow, their black off-road vehicle would have flipped over and died before the cars behind them could catch up.

Shi Qinghai's face didn't have the slightest trace of nervousness except for the slight worry in his eyes. He licked his dry lips lightly, but he seemed a little excited.

"Do you know how to drive?" He stared at the high-speed cars on the rearview screen.

"No." Xu Le answered quickly without a trace of hesitation. He knew that in such a tense moment, any hesitation could lead to serious consequences.

"Do you dare to drive?"

"Yes."

This question and answer was wonderful and absurd. Probably only Xu Le and Shi Qinghai could come up with something like this. Xu Le didn't know why Shi Qinghai handed over the control of the car to him, but he could imagine that Shi Qinghai must need to free up his hands to deal with the black cars that were getting closer and closer.

Shi Qinghai pulled on a rope that had been hanging beside the sun visor. With a loud crash, something in the back of the black off-road vehicle fell out.

A large pile of rusty metal components fell on the road of Linhai State. The speed of these components made them heavy and dangerous as they flew everywhere on the road.

The car at the front of the black motorcade was hit by an iron thallium that had just bounced off the ground. With a strange sound of metal cracking, the car bounced up from the ground and then rushed diagonally off the road, making a loud noise.

The pursuing motorcade was hindered by these things on the road. After paying a heavy price of one car, Xu Le and Shi Qinghai's car pulled away from them.

"Open fire!" The official's angry voice came from the convoy.

The sharp sound of bullets whistling through the air suddenly cut across the road, startling countless pedestrians and birds in the forest.





Taking advantage of this time, Shi Qinghai switched seats with Xu Le. He took out a long gun from the back seat and placed it at the back of the car. After a few shattering sounds, the glass of the back of the car was completely shattered. He narrowed his eyes and aimed at the pursuing cars. Calmly, even somewhat coldly, he began to pull the trigger.

With a muffled bang, Shi Qinghai's shoulder shook. The front wheel of the car he had aimed at suddenly exploded. At high speed, the car lost control and crashed into the side of the road.

The cold wind poured into the car, making it incomparably cold. Xu Le hid his body completely under the seat, avoiding the flying bullets.

Although he had never driven a car before, when he was in Donglin, he had once followed Uncle Feng Yu to repair cars. He was very familiar with the driving system of a car. Moreover, for someone who could operate a mecha, driving a car was like playing with a toy.

However, this toy was very dangerous. Xu Le focused all his attention on controlling the steering wheel and gears, avoiding the cars in front of him that had stopped because of the gunfight. He tried to increase the speed of the car as much as possible, trying to increase the distance between him and the pursuing cars behind. This was his first time driving a car, but his keen eyes and incomparably strong hand-eye coordination allowed him to control the car smoothly. He looked more like a racer.

No, Xu Le's racer driving was even crazier. Because there was a U-shaped turn ahead, he did not seem to have any intention of letting go of the accelerator to slow down. In the instant before the turn, his left foot stomped hard on the accelerator and his right hand pulled hard on the handbrake, causing this civilian black off-road vehicle to drift dangerously on the slippery surface of the road. Just as it was about to hit the cliff at the turn, he straightened the car and continued to move forward fiercely.

From the moment they were preparing to enter the turn to the moment they exited the turn, Xu Le did not let go of the accelerator. The tachometer was maintained at 4500 rpm.

Cold sweat had already covered his forehead. The bullets that hit the car from time to time and the strong wind that rushed in through the cracks made Xu Le feel unprecedentedly nervous … and excited. Amidst the sound of the bullets, he roared loudly at Shi Qinghai behind him, "Throw down more of those things that are blocking the road, or else we won't be able to shake them off!"

Shi Qinghai had been calmly maintaining his aiming posture. He rarely pulled the trigger, but every time he pulled the trigger, the pursuing cars of the Federation Investigation Bureau would be reduced by one car. Hearing Xu Le's roar, he roared loudly in the wind, "Just now, it was like I was throwing an auxiliary fuel tank … I went to the junkyard last night. How much did you think it could hold?"

"Bastard! It seems that we are going to die here today. "

Xu Le shouted loudly while nervously watching the situation on the road. His eyes and his hands were in perfect harmony at this moment. Everything he saw was organized into his mind in an extremely organized manner. Then, through the special channels in his body, the corresponding measures were transmitted to his three limbs.

All the controls, without any unnecessary movements, without any hesitation, were extremely smooth, except for the foot that had been stepping on the accelerator all the time. Just like Xu Le, it was firm, unwavering, and determined not to move away.

It was a perfect driving, a heroic driving, and a crazy driving.

Although Shi Qinghai did not turn around, he knew how fast the car was going at this time. His face was slightly pale, and he shouted loudly, "Break into the city in front. In three minutes, the Investigation Bureau will set up the first line of interception."

Xu Le's face was also extremely pale. Looking at the countless scenes that were retreating at high speed, he felt that he had returned to that extremely terrifying black dream. He clenched his teeth, raised his right hand, and forcefully turned the steering wheel with his left hand. He secretly prayed that the car would not overturn.





When the Federation Investigation Bureau's team that was secretly pursuing Shi Qinghai arrived at the seventh toll station of Linhai, the number of cars had increased from nine to five. The middle-aged official with a particularly gloomy face got out of the car and looked at the broken railing in front of him. He looked back at his subordinates behind him and squeezed out a voice from between his teeth, "Contact the Bureau of Proclamation. Immediately locate where they are now."

"Contact the Traffic Control Bureau. Block the traffic in this area. At the same time, track the black off-road vehicle."

"Inform the team to be ready to assemble at any time."

There was only debris on the ground and the stunned staff in the toll station. There was no trace of the black off-road vehicle.

The officials of the Federation Investigation Bureau were very clear that the target they were chasing this time was an extremely excellent spy. Moreover, the other party had worked in the Investigation Bureau for many years and was very familiar with the internal communications and procedures of the Investigation Bureau. Therefore, before this operation, this batch of Investigation Bureau's team deliberately chose an unusual channel.

Even if the heavy rifle that stretched out from the civilian off-road vehicle ruthlessly and coldly overturned several cars, the officials of the Federation Investigation Bureau still did not have the slightest intention to retreat. This was because if Shi Qinghai did not have this ability, he would not have been able to graduate from the First Military Academy as the top student. Moreover, he would not have been so favored in the Investigation Bureau. They were fully prepared for the upcoming difficulties and firmly believed that with the help of the Bureau of Proclamation's location, they would definitely be able to catch the other party.

But the problem was the person driving the off-road vehicle.

The middle-aged official's eyes were spitting fire. Looking at the seemingly endless road in front of him, he quickly issued orders to close the net one by one. But in his heart, he was thinking, was that a madman? Even if it was a special forces soldier who had received the most rigorous training, it was impossible to drive a civilian off-road vehicle at such a crazy speed.

Thinking of the off-road vehicle that roared like a black ghost, the middle-aged official's heart was abnormally heavy. The other party did not look like he was running for his life at all, but more like he was giving up his life. Any normal person would subconsciously slow down at such a speed. This was an instinct. But that driver did not seem to have the word "fear" in his instincts.





Forcefully changing gears, the handbrake was on, and the left foot stomped hard. The black civilian off-road vehicle that had been sliding at a high speed for two hundred meters in neutral still maintained its high speed. Under the collective cooperation of the three braking methods, it slammed into the garage door with a loud bang.

Shi Qinghai carried his backpack and walked out of the car with a pale face. He almost vomited. He was a well-trained professional. Previously, when faced with a hail of bullets, he would not be so frightened. But sitting in Xu Le's car, he felt scared.

"I don't want you to drive anymore!" Shi Qinghai stared painfully at Xu Le in the driver's seat. "I would rather be taken back and tortured by the Bureau of Investigation than risk my life with you."

Xu Le's face was also abnormally pale. His outstretched hands trembled slightly in the air and he was unable to leave the seat. He glanced at Shi Qinghai and said in a trembling voice, "Help me, I can't get out."

Shi Qinghai thought that Xu Le had finally been unable to withstand the fear and tension after experiencing the crazy racing and escape. He was so scared that he couldn't move. He opened the car door and unfastened the seat belt that bound Xu Le's body. He wanted to carry him out, but found that he could not move.

He stared at Xu Le's right foot, which was wrapped into a white cement pillar. In silence, his face began to become extremely colorful.

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