LRAB Chapter 126: 119 Wild Fury
Chapter 126: 119 Wild Fury
Chapter 126: Chapter 119 Wild Fury
Boom!!
The blue Bentley sped along the elevated expressway.
A double-barreled shotgun’s massive barrels were pressed against Lin Xian’s brow, causing a numbing sensation.
Despite joking around under the muzzle of a gun numerous times in dreams, being held at gunpoint like this in reality was a first.
“Damn it, turn back!”
The scruffy man cursed loudly, jabbing Lin Xian’s forehead hard with the barrel of the gun.
...
Clearly, this guy was not in his right mind... Lin Xian wisely turned his head and continued to drive.
“Calm down.”
Zhao Yingjun was also frightened:
“We can talk, just put down the gun first.”
“Beat it!!!”
The scruffy man shouted angrily, swinging the double-barreled shotgun toward Zhao Yingjun:
“Don’t you freaking talk nonsense! Take me to see Milk! I want to see her now!!”
Whoosh—-
The chilling wind of the elevated road whistled past Lin Xian’s ears.
He drove the car cautiously while analyzing the situation.
Quite obviously...
The drawbacks of a convertible were fully exposed—
The safety was too poor!
Remembering what the police had said at the previous banquet, Lin Xian had figured out everything that happened:
First, the female singer Milk announced her relationship, and this crazy, brainless fan couldn’t accept it, taking an old-fashioned shotgun to have a “lover’s death” with Milk.
He knew Milk’s whereabouts, knew that she was coming to this banquet, so he brought the shotgun to the party to kill.
To conceal the gun, he specifically bought a bunch of roses wrapped in colored paper and hid the old-fashioned shotgun in the bouquet.
According to his original plan, he was probably going to enter the dance carrying the flowers and then shoot Milk dead.
But because of a tip-off from the group members, the police arrived early and prevented the shooting.
And this criminal probably saw the police entering the venue from the parking lot, so he immediately found a place to hide...
Then.
This luxurious and expensive Bentley Continental GT convertible tragically became his hideout.
All other cars were locked and covered, so hiding in this convertible was the only obvious choice.
The rear space of such a convertible sports car is very small, not designed for carrying passengers.
The only two uses are for crouching down or for placing clothes, hats, handbags, and other items; but the scruffy criminal stuffed himself into the narrow space beneath the seat to avoid the police.
Perhaps his intention was to wait for Lin Xian to stop the car and then seize the opportunity to flee.
But he overheard Zhao Yingjun saying that Milk had safely gotten home and knew that the two of them were quite familiar with Milk... The desire for a “lover’s death” resurfaced, coercing them to turn around right away, taking him to Milk’s house.
At that moment.
Thinking back to the words written in the autobiography 600 years later...
[Just as the Righteous Company was taking off, Miss Zhao Yingjun died accidentally in a shooting incident, her life vanishing in the midnight hours, aged 23.]
Lin Xian now fully understood the entire cause and effect of these events.
Lin Xian originally thought that the shooting incident occurred on Zhao Yingjun’s way home after the banquet, where Zhao Yingjun accidentally got involved and died as a result.
But he was wrong.
This shooting incident did not occur on Zhao Yingjun’s way home but rather at female singer Milk’s house or nearby!
After the police arrived, the banquet ended early around 9 p.m., and everyone scattered.
And that criminal hid underneath the back of Zhao Yingjun’s Bentley convertible, undetected as Zhao Yingjun got into the car.
She was driving home when the criminal crawled out, using the gun to coerce Zhao Yingjun into taking him to find Milk.
After arriving at Milk’s home, we don’t know what happened, but it’s likely that Zhao Yingjun and Milk were killed by the criminal’s gunfire.
According to Lin Xian’s original plan...
The shooting had occurred on the road, so as long as they avoided that time and place, they should be fine.
That’s why he had just deliberately taken the wrong road, intentionally making a big detour around the most outer ring of the East Sea overpass to take Zhao Yingjun home.
He had thought that this would definitely allow them to avoid the shooting incident.
But who could have anticipated...
The criminal wasn’t lying in wait on the road, but was hiding under the rear seat of the Bentley convertible!
Even detouring to Mars couldn’t shake him off!
So, the two of them ended up driving around with the armed criminal...
Therefore.
The situation had now become the predicament they were in.
The criminal pressed the hunting shotgun against the back of Lin Xian’s head, forcing him to turn the car around to find the singer Milk.
...
The roaring Bentley Continental GT was still unleashing its legendary W12 engine’s full power!
At 230 kilometers per hour, they were already doing twice the highway speed limit, but nowhere near the GT’s dashboard limits!
“Hey!!!!”
The explosive speed and the knife-sharp cold wind made the thug’s face in the backseat go pale:
“Who the fuck told you to drive this fast!”
He cursed and jabbed Lin Xian’s head with the gun barrel again—
[Now is the time!]
Lin Xian abruptly tilted his head to the left!
The thug’s barrel, following its inertia, slipped past Lin Xian’s right ear and jabbed directly into the dashboard!
Screech————
Lin Xian slammed on the brakes, the brake discs sparking instantly!
Bang!!
A gunshot shattered the dashboard glass! The vehicle malfunction light lit up instantly, with various vehicle control systems and driving assistance systems all failing!
The thug, due to the sudden stop, crashed from the backseat into the space between Lin Xian and Miss Zhao Yingjun.
“Hold tight!”
Lin Xian shouted at Zhao Yingjun, then floored the gas pedal once more!
Whirr, whirr, whirr, whirr, whirr, whirr, whirr!!
The sound of tires skidding against the ground and the pungent smell of rubber burning hit them! The 650-horsepower Continental GT shot forward like an arrow loosed from a string—
Thump!
The violent acceleration threw the shotgun away; the thug, unable to grab a firm hold, was thrown back into the rear seat.
“Lin Xian!”
Zhao Yingjun saw the thug pull a dagger from his waist and hurriedly swung her handbag at him.
“Don’t bother! Hold on tight!!”
Lin Xian had already seen it all in the rearview mirror...
The previous explosive acceleration had boosted their speed to 200 kilometers per hour in just a few seconds.
And ahead was a sharp left descending curve that was impossible to navigate at this speed.
Without steering, they would hit the wall!
With steering, they would roll over!
“Lin Xian! Upfront!!”
Zhao Yingjun, seeing the rapidly approaching guardrail of the overpass, screamed out.
“Hold on!”
Lin Xian shouted one last time, then clenched his jaw and floored the accelerator, turning the steering wheel hard to the right—
These were motions he had practiced countless times in his dreams!
These were driving techniques he had executed numerous times in his dreams!
The horsepower was sufficient!
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!!!
The beast-like Bentley Continental GT rode directly onto the curb, pressing onto the sound barrier! The whole car was almost vertical!
But the speed was still increasing!
They had reached the very end of the curve—
Whoosh!
The car flew over the guardrail, soaring into the air!
Everything.
Went quiet...
There was no noise of tires screeching on the ground.
There was no sound of the undercarriage hitting the guardrail.
There was no rumbling of the engine.
There was only this blue convertible Bentley, illuminated by the pale moonlight in the night sky, with Zhao Yingjun’s screams... heading towards the overpass opposite.
[We can make it!]
Lin Xian gripped the steering wheel tightly, staring at the overpass road surface coming closer—
Click.
“Huh?”
Below the overpass, a guy taking moonlit photos for his girlfriend furrowed his brow and looked puzzled at the photo he had just taken...
Under the dark night, a convertible car was flying from one side of an overpass straight to the other, with a man and a woman seated inside.
The man was gripping the steering wheel tightly, while the woman covered her eyes.
In the moment captured, their vehicle was just leaping against the backdrop of the full moon, turning the magnificent moonlight into a romantic complement to their wild and spectacular scene.
“James Bond?”
The guy scratched his head, looking up at the convertible sports car that had flown past the moon and was crashing onto the other side’s overpass:
“East Sea 007?”