Zhao Dong was depressed, and he had long known where he had been thrown away.

Helplessly, he accelerated and the police car chased after him without leaving any effort.

On the highway, the distance between the two cars quickly narrowed!

Tang Rou pulled the handrail above her head and suddenly became nervous, "Zhao Dong, what are you doing?"

Zhao Dong took a deep breath, "Since there is no additional staff, we can only do it ourselves!"

Tang Rou said worriedly: "He has a gun in his hand, be careful."

At such a close distance, she was afraid that the other party would take risks!

Zhao Dong sneered, "Don't worry, his gun is already destroyed!"

Tang Rou was stunned for a moment, "How do you know?"

Zhao Dong explained, "The strafing just now, his high-pressure gas tank has been used up for a long time!"

Tang Rou was worried, "What if he had other guns?"

Zhao Dong's eyes narrowed, "That's even if I'm in trouble!"

As he spoke, he kicked the accelerator again.
Chapter completed!