"Heh heh, little beauty,"
The third man grabbed Su Mojin's arm, his lecherous eyes appraising her pretty face.
Su Mojin's hands and feet were already bound, and a strip of tape covered her mouth.
Due to her struggles, Su Mojin's hair was slightly disheveled.
She knew she was likely doomed this time. But even if she died, she wouldn't let this guy have his way.
If the other party really tried to do something to her, she would jump out of the car with all her might. She couldn't betray Lin Yan.
It was just a pity that she hadn't given Lin Yan the gift she had just bought before…
She would probably never see Lin Yan again…
As the third man looked at Su Mojin, Su Mojin also looked at him with terrified eyes, her body constantly shifting backward.
By the time she had moved to the edge of the car, her hands, clasped behind her back, were tightly gripping the car handle.
Su Mojin's beautiful large eyes were fixed on the third man in front of her.
As long as this man wearing a Sha Wujing mask dared to make any improper move towards her, Su Mojin would immediately open the car door and jump out.
Just as Su Mojin was about to pull the car door handle, the second man driving discovered a motorcycle following them through the rearview mirror.
Seeing this, he quickly said to the boss beside him,
"Boss, this is bad. Someone is following us from behind."
Hearing this, Su Mojin's hands, which were tightly gripping the car handle, loosened a bit.
Perhaps the police had come to rescue her.
The boss, who was operating the computer, glanced at the rearview mirror. He also saw a dark figure faintly following behind the truck.
"Third, stop messing around and quickly take care of the one on the motorcycle behind us."
Hearing the boss's command, the third man, who was about to tease Su Mojin, had to stop.
Taking the pistol handed to him by the boss, he opened the car window, stuck his head out, and fired two shots at the dark figure behind them.
"Bang! Bang!"
Two gunshots rang out, but Lin Yan was still too far away from them at this moment, so the third man missed.
Amidst the congested traffic, the two vehicles weaved through, overtaking and changing positions.
Not far behind the truck, a black and green heavy motorcycle roared past.
Watching them speed by, a private car driver opened his window and cursed loudly.
"What the hell, can't you drive? You're looking for death."
But at that moment, he saw a figure emerge from the truck's window to his front left, holding a pistol.
The moment he saw the pistol, the driver was startled. His hand gripping the steering wheel trembled, and he directly crashed the car into the side of the road.
Meanwhile, Yang Hongliang, who was in the command vehicle watching the real-time satellite feed, was also startled by this scene.
He had only just learned that the man riding the motorcycle on the screen was the eldest son of the Lin Group.
The eldest son of the Lin Group, what kind of identity was that? It would be fitting to say he was born with a silver spoon in his mouth.
This was a big problem now.
If the eldest son of the Lin Group died here, even he would have trouble dealing with the consequences.
Seeing that the other party had missed, Yang Hongliang breathed a sigh of relief.
Although there was a bulletproof vest, it could only protect the torso. The limbs and head were exposed.
"Captain Yang, they are about to enter the tunnel."
A technician beside him said. Hearing this, Yang Hongliang picked up the walkie-talkie and spoke to Lin Yan on the other end.
"There's a tunnel ahead. Just follow behind, but don't get too close. They have guns."
Although Lin Yan had a powerful background, Yang Hongliang had no other choice now but to tell Lin Yan to slow down.
Hearing the voice in his ear, Lin Yan slowly reduced his speed.
Lin Yan himself was startled just now. He could feel a bullet graze past his helmet.
Damn it, I almost got my head blown off.
Lin Yan cursed inwardly, a cold sweat breaking out.
"Boss, the distance is too great, I can't hit them at all."
At this moment, the third man, who had been sticking out of the window, retracted his body. There was nothing he could do; the distance was too far. To him, the other party was just a small dark shadow, and with his marksmanship, he couldn't hit the target.
"Second, see if you can shake him off."
Seeing that he couldn't hit the target, the boss ordered the second man driving.
"Okay, boss."
Hearing his boss's words, the second man, wearing the Zhu Bajie mask, stomped on the accelerator, and the speed increased again.
However, he wasn't confident. Since the other party could catch up to him, they could naturally keep up with him.
Moreover, it would be difficult to shake off a motorcycle with a car.
At this moment, the boss glanced at the situation around him again through the car window and said,
"We're entering the tunnel soon. We absolutely cannot let him follow us in. Third, keep firing to harass him. Even if you miss every shot, you have to hold him back.
"Okay, boss."
The third man also realized the seriousness of the situation. He ignored Su Mojin and once again stuck his head out of the window, pulled out his pistol, and pulled the trigger at the dark figure behind them.
"Bang! Bang!"
Two more gunshots rang out, but this time Lin Yan had learned his lesson.
When he saw someone sticking their head out of the car, he immediately swerved his vehicle left and right, looking quite comical.
It was somewhat like an acrobatic driver in a touring performance from his previous life.
The third man, wearing the Sha Wujing mask, fired three consecutive shots.
Finally, one shot hit the windshield of the H2.
The bullet passed through the H2's windshield and hit Lin Yan.
Lin Yan immediately felt a pain in his left collarbone, and his body involuntarily swayed.
Damn it, it hurts this much even with a bulletproof vest.
Even from this distance, the impact of the bullet caused Lin Yan's shoulder to swing backward.
"Bang! Bang!"
Two more gunshots rang out.
Damn it, here we go again.
The moment he heard the gunshots, Lin Yan pressed himself tightly against the car.
At the same time, he turned the handlebars and changed position.
The private car driver next to him was also terrified by the gunshots.
One of the bullets directly shattered his front windshield.
His hand gripping the steering wheel trembled, and he slammed on the brakes. With a screeching sound, the private car stopped in the middle of the road.