America: John Wick 1924

Chapter 82 Highway Chase! Speed ​​and the Hunt!

Squeak squeak squeak squeak—!
The rubber tires left tire marks on the road surface, producing a piercing sound that hurts the eardrums.

Compared to a truck, the compact Ford sedan is undoubtedly much easier to maneuver!
This area is a prosperous part of San Francisco, with a lot of cars on the streets.

In order to escape Li Yu's pursuit, Martin didn't care about anything else:
Forget about traffic rules! Stomp the gas pedal all the way down!

At his command, the bodyguard in charge of driving gritted his teeth and floored the accelerator—the engine was running at its limit, and the Chevrolet shot into the traffic ahead like a cannonball.

Excessive speed and relentless overtaking with no regard for driving safety turned what was once a peaceful street into an extremely chaotic scene, drawing shouts and honking from all sides.

"Holy crap! How do you drive?!"

"Driving so fast! Are you trying to get yourself killed?!"

"Do you think this is a racetrack?!"

Before the drivers on the street could finish venting their anger, another gust of wind swept from behind them—with a loud crash—a Ford sedan, traveling too fast, leaped over a gentle slope, its four wheels flying off the ground before crashing heavily back down.

Following his previous "grand escape under the moonlight," Li Yu once again gripped the steering wheel.

However, this time he was not the one being chased, but the one chasing.

Li Yu skillfully maneuvered the steering wheel, flexibly changing direction, sometimes going east, sometimes west. Each lane change was so precise it was as if measured with a ruler, inserting himself perfectly into the gaps between cars, leaving one after another behind.

The neon-lit streetscape rushed past, and mud splashed up by the tires kept hitting the car.

The bodyguard driving for Martin was quite skilled, given his ability to overtake and speed through such complex road conditions.

However, compared to Li Yu, who has the skill level of a "racing driver," his level still needs improvement!
Anyone with eyes could see that the Ford sedan driven by Li Yu was much more agile, like a small fish, swimming easily and freely in the traffic.

The difference in driving skills was obvious, and the distance between the two cars was gradually closing.

However, the Ford that Li Yu was driving was an older model, and its engine horsepower was far less than that of the latest Chevrolet sedan that Martin was riding in.

It won't be easy to completely catch up with Martin.

Just then, Li Yu suddenly heard the sound of bullets flying—

boom! boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!
Li Yu raised his gaze and looked back through the rearview mirror—the Ford sedan driven by Martin's three remaining bodyguards was right behind him.

His driving skills were not to be underestimated; he was able to keep up with Li Yu's speed.

At that moment, the "first person" sitting in the passenger seat and the "second person" sitting in the back seat—Li Yu couldn't remember how many enemies he had killed tonight, so he decided to start counting from the beginning—leaned most of their bodies out of the car window, raised their pistols, and pulled the triggers hard towards Li Yu's car.

Although the hit rate was extremely low, a few bullets still managed to hit the hard car body, creating flashes of sparks.

It's definitely not feasible to let the pursuers run rampant behind them.

If left unattended, they might just stumble upon something by sheer luck and damage the tires or other important parts of their car.

So, Li Yu silently scanned the surrounding road conditions.

At that moment, he happened to be moving into a relatively open area with no traffic around him—perfect for confronting the pursuers!

In the blink of an eye, Li Yu used his left hand to forcefully push open the car door next to him.

A strong headwind rushed in, grabbing Li Yu's collar and the hair on his forehead. Li Yu gripped the gun with his left hand, aimed at the points where the car door and body connected, and pulled the trigger three times in quick succession, "bang," "bang," "bang."

The moment the gunfire ceased, the car door flew backward like a falling leaf.

Immediately afterwards, Li Yu jerked the steering wheel with his right hand—

Squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak—!
With a long, screeching sound that seemed to tear the tires apart, the car slid sideways across the road under the influence of centrifugal force, then quickly straightened itself, and thick white smoke from the tire friction rose up.

And just like that, with a brutal drift, Li Yu turned the car 180 degrees! So that the rear of the car was facing forward and the front was facing backward!
It was still moving, still chasing Martin, only now it was moving backward instead of "rushing forward".

Li Yu was now face to face with his pursuers... which made it easier for Li Yu to take aim!
He stretched his left hand, which was holding the gun, to the side. With no car door to obstruct the view, he easily extended the muzzle and aimed at the pursuers.

boom! boom! boom!
The first bullet pierced the driver's head, and blood and brain matter splattered across the car window.

The last two bullets blew out the two front tires of the other car.

With no driver and all the front tires flat... the out-of-control car swerved sharply to the right and crashed heavily into a concrete wall on the side of the street.

Li Yu didn't look at the fate of the pursuers—after firing three bullets, he turned the wheel, making the car rotate 180 degrees, and adjusted it back to the normal orientation of "front facing forward, rear facing backward".

The Chevrolet sedan that Martin was riding in was still within Li Yu's field of vision.

Without the pursuers' harassment, Li Yu was able to focus entirely on driving and chasing.

Before they knew it, they had rushed out of the prosperous area of ​​San Francisco and arrived in the suburbs of San Francisco.

There are no longer dense buildings or constant traffic around.

Looking up, all you see is an endless expanse of desolate wilderness.

Without the obstruction of traffic and the annoying curves, the engine advantages of the new Chevrolet sedan immediately become apparent!
The Chevrolet sedan accelerated continuously, speeding across the wasteland!
The distance between vehicles, which had been painstakingly shortened, started to widen again.

No matter how hard Li Yu pressed the accelerator or how he manipulated the steering wheel, he couldn't get any closer to Martin.

The huge gap between the vehicle bodies cannot be bridged by technology alone.

Upon seeing this, Martin couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, revealing a relieved expression of having survived a disaster.

"Ha, ha ha ha... He can't catch us...!"

They haven't even completely shaken off Li Yu yet, and they're already "popping champagne" ahead of time... which is understandable.

The distance between the two vehicles was about forty meters, which Martin believed was safe enough.

A mere pistol simply cannot deliver accurate shots at this distance.

However, he clearly hadn't realized that Li Yu was exactly the kind of gunman who was beyond his comprehension!
Li Yu once again extended his left hand, which was holding the gun, out of the car, set up the gun, and aimed.

Although it was only a tiny bit, the driver's head in the Chevrolet sedan was indeed slightly higher than the seat—and for Li Yu, that was enough!

As long as the target is within fifty and is within sight, it will definitely hit!

boom!
The bullet, having passed through the chest, pierced the rear window of the Chevrolet sedan, flew into the car, and struck the driver squarely in the back of the head!
In an instant, the Chevrolet spun around like a kite with a broken string, then crashed hard into a large tree.

(End of this chapter)