It feels really good, smooth and elastic, Wesley is not fascinated by beauty, the hand holding the steering wheel is very stable, of course, the hand holding the thigh of the beauty is also stable, turning the steering wheel from time to time to overtake, because the throttle has made the beauty resist with the small fire extinguisher on the car, and the speeding sports car will not stop unless it hits something.
Wesley didn't shout for the police this time, and the beauty didn't rely on ramming the police car to call the police, but their shootout and speeding show had alarmed the police, and the screams of sirens could be heard from far away.
The beautiful woman held two guns in her hand and fired handsomely at the back, but the top assassin in the back had the same ability as herself, and it was too difficult to hit him, and Wesley was double-minded, and his heart was beating fast.
"Well, it's black, it looks like it has lace edges."
Wesley paid attention to the scenery under his skirt, if it wasn't for the high-speed sports car, then he would be more focused, but not now, because he still needs to look up at the road from time to time, which makes him very unhappy, but the beautiful leg in his hand gives him a little comfort.
"Give me the gun under the seat."
The beauty suddenly shouted, and Wesley moved quickly, and directly found a double-barreled shotgun with a short barrel, and then handed it out.
"You have to be careful" told again, as if she was afraid of falling out, holding her beautiful legs tighter, but the heels of the high heels were on her chest, which was really uncomfortable, but she was reluctant to let go.
The sound of the "bang" shotgun was louder, and the pet transporter behind finally slowed down, it should have hit the engine, the beauty climbed back and mastered the steering wheel again, Wesley looked in the rearview mirror, two bullets flew in an arc, he saw clearly, the rapid beating of the heart made his eyesight, hearing, and sense of smell extremely keen, and before he knew it, he had maintained this state for a few minutes, and there was no discomfort at all.
The tire on the right side of the "poof" was burst, this is the strength of the top assassin, on the premise of not wanting to kill himself, he can fight to this extent, Wesley is very excited, he will be one of them.
The right side of the sports car had a punctured tire, but this did not affect the driving, because the car was stolen, and the beautiful woman naturally did not stop for someone else's car, re-entered the car, removed the fire extinguisher on the accelerator, and held the steering wheel.
"How does it feel?"
asked the beauty.
"What's the feel, it's amazing, I didn't want to control the steering wheel of a sports car, but unfortunately I can't afford it."
Wesley led the conversation straight to the car.
"Huh."
The beauty smiled, didn't bother with anything, the police vehicles began to concentrate here, Wesley waited for the plot of the sports car leap, but this time it didn't appear, something changed because of his change, first of all, the route problem, he didn't run around, so get on the car from the back door of the convenience store, then the whole route is different.
The handsome leap did not materialize, but now it was safer, and after changing to another car directly on the way, he came to the seventeenth textile factory without any danger, and he was not carried in dizziness.
"Get off" After entering the gate, the beauty said coolly, and then walked straight in, Wesley followed closely, he was very cautious now, and his scared expression didn't need acting skills, because he was really scared, this is a wolf's den, it's strange if he wasn't afraid.
The route taken by Apple was in charge of the records, and Wesley was just looking here and there, he was taken to an office area, which was full of flies, and Wesley had to sneer, "They didn't deliberately make this dirty place to knock off the wings of flies" "Sit down" the words of the beautiful woman are always so few, Wesley sat at a desk, looked left and right, a fat man should be a master with a knife nicknamed Butcher, a black man is a master with a gun nickname Gunsmith, and a white thin man nicknamed Repairman, plus the beautiful fox who sent himself, the main characters are basically there, and it is almost Sloane.
"You're a lot calmer than I thought you would."
Wesley looked up, and an old black man, this was Sloane, very much like Morgan Freeman.
Wesley looked at him and said, "I've already experienced the excitement last night, so I can stay calm now, and I need to remind you that I'm an accountant, and a poor accountant, maybe you can call my boss Janice, I think she's more useful than me."
Wesley spoke incoherently in his composure, giving the impression of even more panic.
That's how he understood, incoherent speech in a panic didn't work well, he was scared now, but he pretended to be calm, and then said the lines from the movie, and the effect was really good, Sloan walked over with a smile and handed him a gun, "Take it, knock off the fly's wings."
As he spoke, he pointed to the paper basket next to him.
"You're kidding me, are you?"
said Wesley, still pretending to be calm.
"Click" There was the sound of a gun being loaded behind him, and a metal object was pressed against his head, "Either you shoot or I shoot, and I'll only count three." ” Wesley hurriedly took the gun in a panic, and then his heart began to beat rapidly, it was not his control, but the moment he held the gun, he was really nervous, everything began to slow down, he slowly saw the trajectory of the flies, and their almost transparent wings, "bang" he clearly saw the bullet from his gun, accurately shot down the wings on the side of the fly, shot again and hit again, he only fired two shots.
"Whoa" gasped for air, pretended to step aside, put the gun on his lap, and then pulled out a bottle of medicine.
The reason why he only fired two shots was that he was saving bullets, he didn't know this pistol at all, and he wasn't familiar with how many bullets were in it, and now he needed to perform, and he didn't have time to communicate with Apple, so he took out the medicine bottle that he had been equipping his body.
Although he no longer takes this kind of neurosuppressant medicine, but always have a bottle on his body is more effective, his hands trembling to open the medicine bottle, and Sloane has picked up the fly he hit at this time and walked over, held his hand, and then took the medicine bottle while talking, and put the fly on his hand, "Before today, many things were impossible for you, and you didn't have an anxiety attack just now, your heart beats more than 400 times per minute, producing a lot of adrenaline, This allows you to observe and react faster than the average person. ” t1706231537: