Chapter 704 (1/2)

Luke listened to the song quietly.

Unexpectedly, the old man sang well.

He is singing it with a smile, but how much blood and tears experience is only personal experience.

It's a pity to be a killer, old man! You should be a talk show actor or a singer or something! That's what Luke thought.

In the dark, the car drove all the way west to the seaside ferry.

There was silence on the country road at night, and Kincaid, tired of singing, fell asleep.

No matter how fierce the old guy is, he can't resist the exhaustion brought by the blood loss.

Luke sat quietly in the back seat. Suddenly, he looked a little bit, moved his body slightly, and looked at the rear of the car from the rearview mirror.

”We have company.” He said.

Michael looked in the side mirror. ”How do you know?”

Luke: don't speed up suddenly. Slow down a bit. It's not a car chase movie

Michael: are you sure

Luke pulled out his armpit gun. ”It's just an SUV, five people at most. There's no police here.”

Michael just hesitated a little bit, but did as he said.

Luke didn't see much of it, but it was as clean as he was.

It's the best to solve the worries and move on.

Michael noticed the car coming after him, and asked in a low voice, ”not Kincaid?”

No Kincaid can solve his opponent, but he is afraid of being killed in the crossfire with his head up and his black bald head asleep.

Luke: it's OK. Are you comfortable when he's dead? Lest he always teach you the thirty-six tricks of love. ”

Michael: ”...”

He felt that it was acceptable to bear the words of a certain black bald head rather than take back the 3A level evaluation.

Luke lowered the window quietly and lowered his body a little bit, just looking at the car behind him in the rearview mirror.

At his warning, Michael's slow descent did not alert the other side.

The bandits are not stupid either. They just get on faster than Michael's car and act like a normal car at night.

Luke can only laugh but not speak.

He saw the car when evacuating from the safe house. The mercenary on the car was obviously temperamental. It happened to choose the same route in the middle of the night.

Luke said softly, ”you count down, and when the count down is done, brake hard.”

Michael understood in seconds. He began to count: ”fifteen, fourteen...”

Luke: Peat, won't you count down from five? Even ten is good.

Of course, he understood that Michael's countdown was actually a time when two vehicles were together.

”Eight, seven...”

Luke has reconfirmed the license plate of the car, the one outside the safe house.

”Three, two...”

Luke's feet were against the back of the driver's seat, and his body rose a little.

”One!”

Creak!

With a rapid brake sound, the speed of Mercedes Benz suddenly dropped, but it remained stable, no sideslip, no rollover.

Michael's driving level is also not low. He knows to create the best shooting conditions for Luke. Although the brake is urgent, it is not abrupt.