Police Chief's Anti-Organized Crime Storm

The car sped up, soon reaching a deserted avenue with very few other vehicles. The large truck, like a giant monster, quickly reappeared behind the black SUV.

"Boss, it's up to you now." Xie Zhijun revealed a hint of provocation in his eyes for the first time. Lin Ying nodded slightly. Yuan Xiong's heart skipped a beat, and his eyes narrowed slightly. Lin Ying was a special forces soldier, and a special forces king at that. He had heard about her exploits before. What was she going to do today?

He couldn't help but turn his head to look at Lin Ying, who, looking in the rearview mirror, stared intently at the big red monster behind them, her eyes unblinking.

"Go faster, accelerate, and take off!" Lin Ying shouted suddenly. Xie Zhijun stepped on the gas pedal, and the car shot off again, leaving a trail of afterimages.

On the big red truck, the driver had a ferocious look on his face. He wanted to play with the car, but he was lazy. Damn it, a bunch of country bumpkins. Let's see how long they can last.

Thinking of this, Scarface revealed a hint of almost pathological madness. Today, he would write a legend with his truck, running over and killing a female special forces soldier, hahahaha…

Scarface almost burst out laughing. He stepped on the gas again, and the truck sped off like a rocket, leaving invisible red trails on the ground. The van was long gone.

Inside the black SUV, no one spoke; everyone's hearts were in their throats. The red truck charged again, this time even faster. The black SUV would certainly not withstand the impact.

Just then, Xie Zhijun stepped on the gas again. He turned to Lin Ying, his face filled with anxiety: "Boss, the gas is floored! If we don't act now, we might really get run over!"

Lin Ying remained silent, steadied herself, and began moving to practice target shooting. The worst thing is to be mentally unstable.

"Speed ​​up!" Xie Zhijun had barely uttered those two words when he suddenly released the accelerator again, then slammed it on with all his might, and with a roar, the car shot forward like a black panther, creating some distance between itself and the truck.

"Where are the support vehicles?" Lin Ying asked again.

Yuan Xiong was a little confused, so he quickly replied, "They're still on their way, but even if Zhou Chengfeng gets here, it'll probably be too late."

Lin Ying frowned. If they couldn't stop the truck, it would be even more dangerous for them.

No, we have no choice but to fight.

"Remember, no matter what happens later, you take Li Jianmin and leave first, understand?" Lin Ying's voice was firm and unwavering.

"Yes."

As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Ying suddenly turned her head, leaned out of the window, raised her gun with both hands, aimed at the back, and with a bang, a gunshot rang out.

A sharp bang came from the truck behind us; a bullet hit the tire guard.

Xie Zhijun was slightly taken aback. He turned to look at Lin Ying. She missed? How could that be? What was the boss doing? He knew very well that Lin Ying was a skilled marksman. At this distance, she couldn't possibly miss. Even if the effective range was only 50 meters, she was Lin Ying; she couldn't possibly be inaccurate!

A hint of suspicion flashed in Xie Zhijun's eyes.

In the red truck behind, Scarface was startled. Just now, the policewoman had tried to puncture his tires. Oh no, this was going to get him...

Just as Scarface was distracted, a van suddenly sped up from behind the truck. Surprisingly, the van caught up with them again.

Scarface was slightly distracted when suddenly his phone rang urgently: "What's going on? It's not finished yet?" The person on the other end sounded anxious.

"Don't worry, they're going to die soon. I guarantee they'll all die a horrible death." Scarface's expression was extremely arrogant.

"Five minutes, five minutes at most, the police will be here. You decide what to do!" With a snap, the phone was hung up, and the scarred man's expression became even more crazed.

Lin Ying took a deep breath and suddenly shouted to Xie Zhijun, "Quick, reverse, close in, thirty meters!"

Upon hearing this, Xie Zhijun's head buzzed, and the others' heads also throbbed. Thirty meters away, a single impact from a large truck could completely smash an SUV. Wasn't that suicidal?

"Are you crazy?" Li Jianmin couldn't help but shout. Thirty meters was a distance any car could cover in a flash.

Lin Ying didn't even glance at Li Jianmin; she just kept her eyes fixed on the large red truck that was speeding up behind them. It seemed the assassin had slipped away earlier.

"Xie Zhijun, reverse!" Lin Ying's voice startled everyone, including Yuan Xiong, who looked at her as if she were crazy. He didn't understand, reversing at this time was like walking into the line of fire. Was she really courting death?

Everyone's heart started pounding.

Without saying a word, Xie Zhijun's eyes were resolute. He paused, shifted into reverse, and the car sped towards the large truck.

Li Jianmin, Yuan Xiong, and the others stared wide-eyed, barely daring to breathe, their breathing becoming rapid. Everyone's hearts were in their throats once more. The car, like a runaway horse, crashed into the large red truck behind it.

Then, Scarface was completely dumbfounded. Had he gone mad? Was this guy trying to ram his truck with an SUV? Who was driving that idiot? Or were they just scared out of their wits?

Since the other party is courting death, then so be it, let's destroy them together!

Scarface grinned maliciously, then slammed the accelerator to the floor, sending the car hurtling towards the SUV like a red beast.

As the two vehicles drew closer, Li Jianmin turned pale with fright. Lin Ying had gone completely mad!

"Madmen, madmen, you're all a bunch of madmen!" Li Jianmin shouted suddenly, his voice trembling, his face as pale as paper. This Lin Ying is a madman. Is she going to lead everyone on the bus to their deaths?

Li Jianmin was sweating profusely, and his whole body began to tremble violently. He stared intently at the rearview mirror, where a red truck roared past.

Inside the car, it was so quiet you could hear everyone's heartbeat. Outside, the piercing wind and the sound of tires screeching against the ground filled the air. Yuan Xiong stared intently at the rearview mirror, cold sweat beading on his forehead. The other two policemen looked extremely grim. What exactly was Director Lin trying to do?

Lin Ying's expression was very serious. She ignored everyone and just stared at the rearview mirror, carefully calculating the distance between the two cars.

Everyone except Li Jianmin held their breath. Li Jianmin finally couldn't take it anymore and completely lost control of his emotions: "Stop the car! Stop the car! Stop the car now! Stop the car now! Stop the car now! This is murder! This is murder! Stop the car now! I want to get out! I want to get out! Stop the car now!"

Li Jianmin screamed wildly, completely breaking down.

The others were also starting to feel the strain, and their gazes all turned to Lin Ying, whose face was grave and whose eyes were fixed intently. Seeing that the two cars were about to collide, Yuan Xiong could no longer remain seated: "Director Lin..."