Legendary FBI Detective

 Chapter 738**’s ass

 At 8:30 pm in downtown Atlantic City, on Highway 63, which was crowded with traffic, a Ford sedan was moving quickly from left to right.

Because the Ford sedan overtook too quickly and forced its way past other people's cars several times, many grumpy men were so angry that they took out their pistols and prepared to greet the driver of the Ford sedan.

Before these people could shoot, Anthony Thorin, the driver of the Ford sedan, took out several grenades and threw them out of the car window.

  “?!”

 “WTF!”

 “Holysh-t!”

 The grenade that fell to the ground caused all the passers-by and drivers to change their expressions. They all subconsciously stepped on the brakes and turned the steering wheel urgently, trying to avoid or go around.

　　Boom! boom! boom!

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“That bunch of **** from the FBI found me so quickly this time. It’s really unexpected. It seems like we can’t… Fu-k!”

Driving the Ford, he continued to move left and right in the traffic. Anthony Thorin opened the window and slowly exhaled a puff of smoke. Thinking of the battle experience in the restaurant just now, he frowned slightly and whispered to himself:

The next second, deafening explosions sounded one after another, smoke and dust filled the air, and several cars that could not dodge were directly knocked to the ground by grenades.

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

The **** of the fast-moving SUV was hit by several bullets. Luo An, who was in the driver's seat, ignored the group of grumpy old men behind him. While staring closely at the Ford car in front, he pressed the communicator and said in a solemn voice:

 “Are these two **** guys racers?!”

ˆBang bang bang—

“Mona, contact the hospital in Atlantic City and ask them to rescue people behind me!

Contact the Atlantic City police again and ask them to find a way to divert the cars in front of me so that there are fewer cars on the road and prevent more people from being injured!

In addition, inform Vincent and the SWAT team to be careful when arresting Anthony Thorin. This guy is very dangerous and he seems to have a grenade in his hand! "

At the scene of the car series collision, some passers-by and drivers were surprised and looked at the fast-moving SUV with admiration; some were angry and took out their mobile phones to call the police; some even directly raised their guns and fired, aiming their guns. The SUV fired a bunch of bullets.

Except for Anthony Solin, the passers-by and drivers behind who were knocked over by the grenade were also stunned and looked at the black SUV with disbelief on their faces.

 “Perfect.”

“Call the police! Call the police quickly! Let someone catch these two racing terrorists!”

Then he passed through the oncoming lane and quickly went around the scene where the car was bombed and the car was involved in a series of collisions. Apart from frightening several drivers in the oncoming lane and breaking some parts, the SUV continued to catch up with almost no damage!

 “Motherfu-ker!”

  In the middle of his words, Anthony Solin casually glanced at the rearview mirror and immediately cursed, with a look of shock and disbelief on his face, because the SUV actually caught up with him again!

In the Ford sedan at the front, the instigator, Anthony Thorin, looked through the rearview mirror and saw this scene without any sense of guilt. Instead, he grinned.

 I saw the SUV like a cheetah on the grassland, darting left and right to avoid various parts and debris on the road without slowing down.

The reason why Anthony Solin did this is very simple. He just found out that there was a car chasing him from behind, so he planned to add some obstruction to the guy chasing him and create some obstacles for him.

In addition, some vehicles behind did not brake in time, and cars collided one after another. This short stretch of road was suddenly covered with parts and car debris. Orange fire, piercing screams, curses, and screams instantly resounded throughout the area. this area.

Behind Anthony Solin's back, he reached out and calmly wiped the high-end suit that had a few small holes damaged during the fight in the bathroom. He picked up a cigarette and stuffed it into his mouth, then took out a pair of sunglasses and put them on his eyes. Start the car and move forward.

"clear!"

Mona immediately agreed and began to coordinate all parties. Luo An turned off the communicator, drove the SUV around a truck, and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom again.

At the same time, in the Ford car ahead, Anthony Thorin was suddenly surprised when he saw through the rearview mirror that the speed of the SUV increased by one mile. "Sonof! Where did the FBI come from?!"

While cursing, Anthony Solin took out a grenade again, aimed at the path of the SUV and threw it.

The black grenade drew a fatal arc in mid-air. Without any hesitation, Luo An immediately grabbed the Glock 18 and stretched his left hand out of the window, aimed at the grenade and pulled the trigger.

boom!

Boom—

The bullet passed through the grenade and exploded instantly. The fragments were scattered and smoke filled the air. Several fragments hit the windshield of the SUV and made holes, but did not break the entire glass. The SUV continued to pursue forward through the smoke and dust.

 “Fu-kJesusass! (*Jesus’ ass!)”

In the Ford car in front, Anthony Thorin saw this scene through the rearview mirror, and his face became very solemn while cursing.

Although I don’t know who the driver of that SUV is, there is no doubt that the other person’s driving skills are very good, and the shooting skills that the other person just showed are no less than myself, and this person’s fighting ability cannot be any worse.

These thoughts flashed through his mind instantly, and the traces of disdain and disdain that existed in Anthony Thorin's eyes disappeared instantly, replaced by solemnity and caution.

Looking up, he saw a large truck full of goods not far away. Anthony Solin narrowed his eyes slightly, stepped on the accelerator and chased after it.

At the same time, in the SUV behind, Luo An was loading grenades and shock bombs into his waist while driving.

It is not polite to come back but not go back. Luo An has a bad memory and does not like to take revenge overnight for fear of forgetting. Anthony Solin just gave him two waves of tricks, and now it's time to give him some small gifts in return.

 Ahead, Anthony Thorin drove a Ford sedan to the side of a high-speed truck, took out his pistol and aimed it at the truck's tires.

boom! boom! boom!

ˆBang bang bang—

 The next second, two gunshots rang out at the same time.

The truck's tires were broken by bullets, and the high-speed truck immediately twisted. Although the truck driver tried his best to maintain the direction, the entire truck eventually rolled to the left uncontrollably.

 A loaded truck traveling at high speed rolls over, which is always an extremely scary thing. The Ford car under the direction of the truck's rollover felt like a black shadow covering the sky and pressing down on it.

At this time, Anthony Thorin in the Ford car had a face full of panic. The reason for the panic was not that the truck rolled over, but that his rear tire was also broken!

The two gunshots just now, one was Anthony Solin breaking the tires of the truck, and the other was Luo An shooting and breaking the tires of the Ford car.

In Anthony Solin’s plan, he would blow out the tires of the truck, then accelerate away before the truck rolls over, allowing the oncoming truck to run over the SUV. Finally, he would return and use a grenade to completely kill the guy in the SUV!

But he never expected that the guy in the SUV actually shot at the same time as him, blowing out the tires of the Ford sedan! This makes it impossible for him to speed away from here quickly!

 “*#%￥…”

Looking at the oppressive black shadow of the overturned truck pressing down on him, Anthony Thorin's pupils shrank suddenly and he mouthed greetings. He quickly chose to abandon the Ford car, kicked the door open and jumped out.

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 Jumping out of the moving car, Anthony Sorin rolled on the ground several times, and his sunglasses flew to no where.

Boom—

The next second, a deafening sound sounded, and the truck rolled over and fell to the ground, directly crushing the Ford car into a pancake.

Anthony Thorin, who was lying on the ground, breathed a sigh of relief and quickly turned his head, only to see the SUV speeding straight towards him without slowing down!

  “!”

 (End of this chapter)