Al Swan felt worse and worse, and he felt more and more irritable and uneasy. This uneasy was caused by his knowledge that Alex was a music hero.

After more than twenty consecutive calls to Mark, he did not answer. Once it was connected, the communication would immediately malfunction when he was about to say Alex's name.

Al Swan is not convinced that it is a problem with wireless communications service providers.

Too sudden.

In a vague way, he felt like he was being targeted, just like he was catching a cunning drug dealer and wanted to drag himself into hell even when he died.

"It's Alex! Damn it, it's too fast... How did he cut off my phone communication!"

Al Swan gritted his teeth, furious and veins in his temples were beating. He knew that Alex had two PhDs in repairing computer and mechanical engineering applications at university, but he did not expect that Alex could cut off his communications in such a short time.

This kind of hacker technology is not low.

A haze flashed through Al Swan's heart. He did not want Alex to be, but on the contrary, he hoped that it was a failure of the communication service provider. But no matter how nervous he was, there would always be Alex's disgusting handsome face in his heart, which made him feel heavy and a big rock.

Al Swan stepped on the accelerator anxiously. Ford Mercury had been driven by him to a speed of more than 100 kilometers per hour, which was the road leading to the cross-sea bridge. There were many vehicles coming and going, and the maximum speed that was already reached when passing through the traffic flow.

Every pore on Al Swan's body burst out with hot and impatient anxiety, her whole body was already sweating and tightly pressed against the lining, her eyes staring at the traffic ahead with anxiety and gloomy eyes, wishing she could step on the accelerator, knock them all away, and let herself speed forward.

But this is impossible, crashing will only make yourself slower.

'boom…'

The subtle sound of the locomotive engine drove from afar from behind.

The windows of Ford Mercury were not closed, and the cold wind in late autumn kept blowing in, bringing a hint of calmness to his heart.

At this moment, when hearing the sound of the motorcycle engine, Al Swan tightened his heart, his fingers holding the steering wheel stiffened, and his eyes looked at the rearview mirror with a stern look.

Sure enough, in the rearview mirror, Alex appeared in a silver-black motorcycle.

He was not wearing a helmet, his black hair flew back randomly in the air, and the cold wind blew his coat into a slightest slightest look on his face, his eyes were cold and cold, staring at Al Swan's vehicle without any emotion, chasing him.

"Damn it! It's him!"

Al Swan jumped in fear, and when he met Alex's eyes in the rearview mirror, he couldn't help but shocked, and his heart appeared in fear and wanted to kill me!

Only by killing yourself can his identity be kept confidential!

Al Swan's heart was about to jump out of his throat, his eyes turned to the rearview mirror in fear, and stared at the traffic ahead. When he saw that he was about to enter the cross-sea bridge, he stepped on the accelerator hard, drove the car to a speed of 150 per hour, and turned a corner quickly. The tires' chirping sound made several black marks, and directly crossed a white Honda, forcibly occupied the road, and drove up towards the cross-sea bridge.

Ford Mercury was like crazy, climbing to the cross-sea bridge, refueling again, driving directly to a speed of 230 kilometers per hour, and starting to drive rapidly towards the airflow on the Missouri River bank.

The cold autumn wind slammed Alex's face, and his black hair flew in the cold wind. Alex's eyes flashed with a cold look, and he leaned on the silver-black motorcycle, staring at Al Swan's Ford Mercury coldly. The motorcycle accelerated again, extending to the guardrail of the cross-sea bridge, chasing it.

Unlike Ford Mercury who barely overtakes in traffic, the speed of only 230 kilometers per hour is only 230 kilometers per hour, Alex has no obstacles next to the guardrail, and it directly drives to a speed of 300 kilometers per hour, and has gradually begun to approach Ford Mercury.

Al Swan was driving wildly, avoiding, hitting and scratching several cars, but did not slow down. Instead, he continued to accelerate again with a ferocious face. While driving at high speed, he held his breath tightly, hung a fearful and anxious heart, and turned his backview mirror, and couldn't help but feel even colder.

Alex was driving a silver-black motorcycle and driving at high speed beside the guardrail. As if he was facing him, he could see Alex's expression very clearly. He could catch up with him in just a few seconds.

Al Swan's heart was as chill as winter well water dripped down from his head, making his body tremble in the driver's seat.

It was at this moment.

Sudden!

A Hummer suddenly hit the side from the opposite side of Ford Mercury, pulling out an ugly sound of tires, and hitting the side of Ford Mercury.

When Al Swan was overturning, he saw the driver in the Hummer and his eyes widened. His mind seemed to jump into the lantern in an instant, remembering Sneke's words.

"I'll make everyone disappear!"

"So I'm on the list of disappearing too!"

When Al Swan's unwilling anger suddenly arose from his heart.

'boom!'

The powerful power directly knocked Ford Mercury to the ground, and a large area was concave on the other side of the passenger seat, almost concave on Al Swan's face. The whole car rolled twice, scraping the ground and rubbing out Mars. Finally, it stopped and hung on the guardrail. The fuel tank began to leak unpleasant gasoline, and half of the car body was hanging outside, maintaining a delicate balance, and almost fell from the cross-sea power.

Alex braked in time, pressed the motorcycle running at high speed, and pulled out a tire mark several meters long. He stepped forward and saw Al Swan's dizzy appearance.

Alex's face was slightly cold, and his eyes were staring at Al Swan in contemplation.

It seems that even God is helping him.

Al Swan crashed at this time...

Of course, it is best to die on the spot. If you don’t die and fall into a coma, and you will enter the hospital, Alex has a way to make him become a vegetable and never speak.

After Alex thought about it, it seemed that the fate of Al Swan was determined.

Just as he wanted to step forward and attack in the name of rescue, he paused.

Suddenly, the tall black man with thick lips in a black vest got off the Hummer that hit Al Swan. He got off the car and quickly took out a Ruger P-9 submachine gun from the passenger seat.

Alex's eyes were slightly terrified. Is the road rage so scary now? He even took out a submachine gun when he hit someone...

As expected, the black man with thick lips picked up the submachine gun, aimed it briefly, and then rushed to "da da da da da da..." and shot bullets in a hurry.

The deformed vehicle of Ford Mercury suddenly sounded continuous gunfire.

The black man with thick lips is not good at shooting, or is anxious, and many bullets are shot in the empty space, and he rushes toward the other driver's seat.

The appearance of gunfire awakened Al Swan's obsession with survival. Al Swan was in the car, his head was confused, and in his eyes dazzled, he seemed to see the rapid river water under the bridge, so he leaned forward with all his body leaning forward.

The Ford Mercury, which was originally hanging from the slumber, was outside, maintaining a delicate balance and almost fell from the powerful across the sea. At this time, it was under the force and directly unbalanced and fell down.

“dan!”

The black man with thick lips cursed angrily when he saw the vehicle falling down. The submachine guns in his hand shot at the broken vehicles that could still be seen. He quickly shot the bullets and looked fiercely at the passers-by who were hiding behind the vehicles and running far away.

Especially Alex, who was not afraid of death and was still standing indifferently watching the show, quickly ran back to his Hummer, turned around, knocked away the surrounding vehicles, and drove away.

Alex witnessed the black man with thick lips leaving, and walked to the guardrail of the bridge across the sea and looked down to observe.

Only the rear of Ford Mercury was seen rumbled into the river.

suddenly.

Alex jumped and jumped directly from the cross-sea bridge.
Chapter completed!