Starting out as a drug dealer in 1988

Just as the two motorcycles rushed out, Cheng Gong had already seen them through the rearview mirror.

But the other party was going too fast, and Cheng Gong had no time to react. He could only subconsciously brake and swerve the steering wheel to avoid the motorcyclist's gunfire.

Even so, bullets still flew towards the back seat like raindrops, instantly penetrated the back seat window glass and hit the back seat backrest.

Zhao Wenhao was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. If Zhou Chen hadn't asked him to lie down in the back seat, the two bullets would have almost certainly hit him.

Thinking of this, Zhao Wenhao felt a pang of fear in his heart, his face turned ashen and he was extremely angry.

He raised his head and shouted at Cheng Gong, "Run over! Crash them to death!"

Cheng Gong did not respond, but his hands did not slow down at all.

He stepped on the accelerator again, and the engine emitted a low roar. At the same time, the steering wheel was quickly turned to the side, and the car rushed towards the gunman who had just shot like a ferocious beast.

However, motorcycles are much more flexible after all. The driver keenly sensed the movement of the car and reacted immediately, also turning and dodging to the side.

Not only that, at the moment of dodging, the driver raised the gun in his hand again, aimed at the car, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Cheng Gong was shocked and did not dare to delay at all. He stepped on the accelerator again and the car rushed past like a wild horse, barely avoiding the bullet attack.

At this moment, another motorcycle seized this rare opportunity and approached them like lightning.

"Go quickly, don't stay any longer!" Zhou Chen shouted anxiously.

The situation at the moment was extremely unfavorable to them, especially since the other side had arranged two gunmen with powerful firepower.

But they had no weapons to fight back.

If the stalemate continues, you will only be put in a passive position and may even be in danger.

Although Zhao Wenhao was furious and wanted to tear these people into pieces, reason finally prevailed and he no longer forced Cheng Gong to fight back.

He understood that in this situation, saving his life was the best strategy. So, he gritted his teeth, suppressed his anger, and urged Cheng Gong to leave the scene quickly.

Cheng Gong stepped on the accelerator again, the car made a low roar, and the speed soared to the extreme in an instant.

The wheels rubbed against the ground violently, emitting bursts of green smoke, as if they were about to catch fire.

In the blink of an eye, the car rushed out like a flash of lightning and rushed forward with a roar.

The two motorcycles were not to be outdone. They quickly adjusted their direction and kept close to the tail of the car.

They are like hungry cheetahs, pouncing on their prey with bared teeth and claws.

It was nearly eleven o'clock in the evening and there was little traffic on the streets, which allowed the car to run at full speed.

But even so, the speed of the car is still terrifying, and a serious car accident may occur if you are not careful.

"Mr. Zhao, keep lying down!" Zhou Chen was extremely anxious. He jumped up from the front passenger seat, jumped to the back seat, and pressed Zhao Wenhao down hard.

Zhao Wenhao felt extremely aggrieved, but his life was at stake, so he had to follow Zhou Chen's instructions and continue lying on the seat.

He gritted his teeth and secretly vowed that if he could escape this disaster by luck, he would make Zhou Xiaoyu pay double the price.

"Bang, bang!" Two crisp gunshots were heard, and the bullets hit the rear window of the car fiercely, splashing a cloud of debris.

Zhou Chen crouched down in the back seat and carefully raised his head to observe the situation.

I saw the two motorcycles, one on the left and one on the right, tightly surrounding the car and continuously firing at the car.

"Cheng Gong, be careful!" Zhou Chen's face turned pale in an instant, and he shouted with all his strength.

In fact, Cheng Gong had already noticed the speeding motorcycle through the rearview mirror behind the car, and even when they raised their hands to prepare to shoot, he quickly adjusted the steering wheel.

After two gunshots, one bullet hit the air and the other bullet hit the rear window accurately.

Fortunately, the bullet almost grazed Cheng Gong's ear; but unfortunately, the bullet also hit the front windshield, leaving a bullet hole on the windshield and creating spider-web-like cracks.

"Hold on tight!" Cheng Gong yelled. His vision was somewhat blocked, but not to the point where he was completely unable to drive the vehicle.

Zhou Chen held Zhao Wenhao down tightly, not giving him any chance to get up, while he continued to lie on top of Zhao Wenhao.

As long as Zhao Wenhao didn't stand up, the bullets would have to penetrate Zhou Chen's body first in order to hit him.

At this moment, the mobile phone in the car suddenly rang urgently.

Zhou Chen's heart tightened. He quickly grabbed his phone and said anxiously into the receiver, "Guardian Qian, where have you been? We're under fire. Come over here and support us!"

Guard Qian's equally anxious voice came from the other end of the line: "I have arrived at the designated location, but I don't see you. Where are you?"

Only then did Zhou Chen realize that they had deviated from their original route.

He raised his head and looked out through the car window, and found that the surrounding environment was completely unfamiliar.

Because they were being chased by motorcycles, and Cheng Gong did not drive according to the planned schedule in order to shake off the enemy.

Therefore, Zhou Chen's accusation against Qian Weibing just now was completely wrong.

However, this is not the time for apologies and explanations.

Zhou Chen took a deep breath, quickly calmed down, and said into the microphone: "Guardian Qian, don't worry about it for now, our current specific location is..."

He described the surroundings in detail and told how he could find them.

After listening to this, Guard Qian said firmly, "Okay, I understand. You must hold on. I'll be there as soon as possible. In the meantime, we can discuss a response strategy."

So, the two began to discuss on the phone how to deal with the current crisis.

Zhou Chen made some suggestions, including taking advantage of terrain and vehicles to counterattack the enemy.

The mobile phone was still on the line, and the two cars had already agreed to meet at a certain intersection.

"Cheng Gong, turn left ahead." Zhou Chen began to give instructions.

"Guard Qian, have you reached the designated location? We're only one intersection away."

"I just arrived at the designated location, waiting for orders."

"Drive slowly, I'll be there soon. When I reach the intersection, we'll slow down. The two motorcycles will inevitably slow down as well and attack us. You must seize the opportunity and knock at least one of them away for me."

"Zhou Chen, got it. I'm waiting here."

"Okay, listen to my commands! Five, four, three, two, one. Brake! Turn!" Zhou Chen shouted.

After receiving the order, Cheng Gong hurriedly stepped on the brakes and turned the steering wheel to the left again.

The two motorcycles following behind saw the car turning, so they quickly braked and turned, and at the same time raised their guns, intending to take the opportunity of the car braking to shoot him.