bookbashuk Chapter 885: I love you for what you deserve, Vodka
Chapter 885: I love you for what you deserve, Vodka
"Are you ok?"
Grace's fingers gripped the backseat cushion tightly, her eyes jumping wildly between the iron-clad police car roadblock in front and the roaring armored behemoth behind.
It was the first time in her life that she had witnessed such a large-scale and resolute police blockade.
"I think we can only really get better after all this is completely over." Baijiu's answer was in sharp contrast to her intense panic.
He seemed unusually calm, his voice as calm as if he were commenting on the weather.
His eyes were fixed sharply on the front - the vehicle was rushing down a steep slope.
The police are certainly not fools.
They would not place all their bets on one line and blindly pursue Baijiu, but would set up a dragnet at all the key nodes he might pass through, intending to trap him completely.
At this moment, at the bottom of the slope, several police cars were like dormant hunters, having already set traps and waiting eagerly for their prey to fall into their trap.
When Kiel, who was chasing closely from behind, saw this scene, his face did not show any panic, but instead a light of almost ecstasy appeared on his face.
She never seemed to think of herself as a prey, but rather a monster capable of tearing the hunter to pieces!
She bit her lower lip slightly, excitement flashing in her eyes, and stepped on the accelerator completely.
"Damn it..." Baijiu cursed softly, his fingers subconsciously touching the bridge of his nose, while his wrist adjusted the steering wheel subtly.
He was not blind. The moment he turned into the intersection, his strong intuition told him that this was a mistake! A fatal mistake!
He made the decision immediately without any hesitation!
Use both arms to turn the steering wheel vigorously!
The car body suddenly swung at an extremely tricky 45-degree angle like the hands of a clock!
He accurately seized the lightning-fast opportunity and completed a perfect drift, and the car slid dangerously into the entrance of an extremely narrow alley on the side.
Squeeze in as hard as you can!
The huge armored vehicle driven by Kiel was so bulky that it could not perform such extreme operations like Baijiu's nimble black BMW.
She could only angrily and clumsily stop at the entrance of the alley, and the steel giant roared unwillingly.
The police officers who came to encircle the gang were still one step behind after all - if they had been two or three seconds faster and blocked the alley in advance, Baijiu would have had no way to escape.
The most important thing is that they don’t understand how liquor works at all.
They had never expected that such a narrow path could actually accommodate a vehicle! It was simply ridiculous!
The gambler, Baijiu, won again!
"Oh my God...it's really weird!" Baijiu clenched his fists and secretly hit the steering wheel.
Faced with this suffocatingly narrow alley, even he, a seasoned professional driver, felt the real threat and danger for the first time.
It feels like running at full speed on a mirror-smooth ice surface, and you have to maintain high speed while driving precisely within an invisible red line, and you must not cross it at all!
Baijiu drove the car and sped down this deep and long alley.
Gradually, the bright light ahead began to shine on his face, indicating that the end of the alley was approaching, and several confusing forks in the road appeared in front of him.
Just as Baijiu's brain was working rapidly, thinking about which intersection to turn into -
A sudden change occurred!
A black commercial vehicle, like a poisonous snake that had been lurking in the shadows for a long time, suddenly jumped out from a dark corner without any warning, spun its tail wildly, and stopped right in front of Baijiu!
Of course, Baijiu is by no means ordinary.
A sudden car was not enough to cause him much trouble, and his inhuman reaction speed was fully demonstrated at this moment.
At the moment when half of the opponent's car body was exposed, his right foot, which was originally on the accelerator, suddenly lifted up as if he had been electrocuted, turned into an invisible wind, and stepped on the brake heavily in an instant!
“Squeak—!!!!”
The tires made an extremely harsh friction scream against the rough rocky road!
The sound, centered on his car, spread wildly in all directions of the intersection like a nightmare.
Baijiu's eyes suddenly met those of the two people in the driver's cab of the black commercial vehicle through the windshield of his own car.
Kava, who was sitting in the driver's seat, had eyes as wide as copper bells, almost bursting.
There were still traces of dried blood at the corners of his mouth, and his nostrils were flared due to extreme anger and annoyance.
He seemed to be madly resentful of himself - why couldn't he wait a few more seconds?
If he had come out two seconds later, wouldn't he have been able to completely block Baijiu from this desperate situation?!
In the final analysis, he was too eager to cut off the livelihood of liquor!
He admitted that the reaction speed of white wine was indeed abnormally fast!
Even if it was five seconds later, the liquor would probably have reacted.
But! What’s the use of reacting quickly?
Can you control the physical inertia of this steel beast? !
The most crucial point is that in this crucial final chase, he finally chose to drive the car himself with confidence.
But there is no vodka to make the driving skills more stable to control the vehicle.
He was paranoid and believed that catching the liquor smugglers could only be done by himself.
But the fundamental reason why he has never been able to grasp the liquor is precisely because of this over-inflated self-confidence!
He obviously doesn't have the amazing driving skills of Baijiu, but he is ridiculously arrogant!
The price to pay for this is...
Vodka in the co-pilot seat did not attack the liquor as ordered immediately.
He just stared at the liquor with an extremely complicated look, as if he hadn't seen an old friend for a long time.
If it weren't for Cava sitting next to him with murderous intent, Vodka would probably have done something like this: pushed open the car door, ran towards Baijiu's car, opened his arms, and shouted with his signature silly smile: "Baijiu! Long time no see! Do you think I've lost some weight recently?"
Kava switched gears in a hurry. He had to admit in his heart that his driving skills were indeed far inferior to Vodka, and were only slightly better than those of ordinary people.
But this is already a fatal gap in the confrontation with liquor!
It's like you're participating in a math competition with many experts. The contestants around you can all solve all the difficult problems, and the only thing you're competing for is the speed of solving the problems.
But you can only barely answer the first basic question.
Kava watched Baijiu's car gradually slip away from his sight. He was already furious that the duck he had caught flew away, and now he was so angry that he almost exploded.
He turned his head suddenly and poured all his anger and frustration onto Vodka, who looked harmless and still in a daze.
"You fucking bastard!" he roared, his spit almost spraying on Vodka's face. "This is a fucking weapon! Not a toy for you to hold in your hands as a decoration!"
"Why didn't you shoot when you saw Baijiu just now? Why!!!" He shouted harshly, his voice trembling with extreme anger.
"Because I... I couldn't bring myself to do it," Vodka answered with remarkable honesty, even subconsciously revealing a simple smile as he rubbed the back of his head. "He and I... at least at that moment, I felt like we were still friends."
"Actually, I don't understand it now," he continued to mutter, completely unaware that Kava's face beside him had turned as ugly as if he had swallowed a fly, "Why should we be so hostile to Baijiu..."
He didn't finish his sentence.
Kava had roughly shoved the muzzle of the pistol into his mouth, and the touch of the cold metal made him freeze instantly.
Kava spoke word by word, his voice squeezed out from between his teeth, full of bloody threats: "Next time... if you dare not shoot again..."
"I'm going to blow your head off myself! Do you understand?!"
"Hmm... Hmm...!" Vodka's mouth was blocked by the muzzle of the gun, and he could only make vague and terrified whimpers in his throat and nodded desperately.
Baijiu stepped on the accelerator and the black BMW rushed out of the alley without hesitation. He didn't even turn his head.
Because he knew that the moment he found out that the other driver was not Vodka, he would be relieved.
As the car drove away, amid the whistling wind, he seemed to hear himself muttering something very softly, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, almost imperceptibly:
"It seems... my kindness to you before was not in vain..."
"Vodka."