Chapter 284 - 282: Peril Upon Peril
"What?"
Zhao Bing was startled and quickly pulled back, glancing at Chen Tianlong, who was squinting his eyes inside the car, seemingly listening intently to something.
At this moment, Zhao Bing realized something unusual about Chen Tianlong. Although young, he exuded a special kind of uniqueness that not only stemmed from his aura but also his somewhat mysterious demeanor.
Seeing this, Zhao Bing decided not to disturb him further. Instead, he loaded another round of bullets, planning to continue his counterattack. This would be his last round of bullets; generally, he would carry three rounds during missions, any more would be cumbersome.
At such a critical moment, Chen Tianlong couldn’t afford to continue the pretense, opting to let loose.
So, Chen Tianlong was gauging the wind direction and speed, strategizing how to control his aim and accuracy.
Meanwhile, the men in the black Mercedes behind were enraged after one of their own was shot dead, continuing to spray bullets with a machine gun.
Chen Tianlong saw bullets whizzing over the door top where he sat; at such speed, evading them would be impossible.
Chen Tianlong remained still, waiting for the right opportunity. He hoped the assailants would think he was out of bullets or afraid to act, shifting their attention naturally to Zhao Bing.
Through previous observation, Chen Tianlong realized the one wielding the machine gun wasn’t the most skilled. The person firing a handgun from the rear seat window had the better shooting skills.
Each time Chen Tianlong peeked out, a bullet would be aimed straight at his forehead—an impeccable shot. Had his reflexes not been quick enough, he might have been drinking tea with King Yama underground by now.
Therefore, Chen Tianlong’s target wasn’t the machine gunner, but Pan Jie in the back.
However, Pan Jie was closely monitoring Chen Tianlong; the moment he showed himself, Pan Jie fired, giving him no chance.
Despite Chen Tianlong’s quick reflexes, bullets traveled fast. As the distance between the cars closed, there’d be absolutely no escape.
Chen Tianlong was aware that with his current abilities, avoiding bullets at close range was nearly impossible.
The chase had gone on for three minutes, yet the assailants refused to give up. Zhang Yufei was extremely frustrated. The Mercedes was evidently modified, and the driver was likely a professional racer, unable to be shaken off.
Indeed!
The driver was none other than Earth Dragon Organization’s Sixth-in-Command, Pan Shi, a top-tier racer who frequented illegal street races. The Earth Dragon Organization’s leader saw potential and recruited him, and in less than a year, this guy rose to the Sixth-in-Command position.
Facing such circumstances, Zhang Yufei could only rely on the two companions behind her to go all out. Clearly, escape was futile; victory relied on their battle against the adversary.
Zhang Yufei placed all her hopes on Chen Tianlong and Director Zhao; without them, the three might end up dead at the hands of these criminals tonight.
After waiting a moment, the assailants’ car nearly caught up with theirs. Suddenly, Chen Tianlong made his move.
He boldly poked his head out, aiming his gun at the skilled marksman behind. However, Chen Tianlong didn’t immediately fire but waited for the perfect moment.
Suddenly, the opponent pulled the trigger, three bullets viciously flying forward—the marksman fired three shots in succession.
The crucial moment arrived. Chen Tianlong didn’t dodge but slightly curled his lips into an uncanny, evil smile, and then began to pull the trigger.
"Bang bang bang bang..."
Anyone paying close attention would notice that Chen Tianlong managed to pull the trigger four times in such a short span, pushing the limits of handgun reaction speed, almost simultaneous shots.
Chen Tianlong’s trigger-pulling speed was mind-bogglingly fast, shockingly quick.
Clearly, Chen Tianlong was using his internal Powerful Qi, controlling the strength and rhythm of his finger—a feat otherwise impossible.
"Bang bang bang... whoosh!"
Three bullets collided, producing crisp sounds, while one emitted a different noise, akin to the sound of a sharp knife piercing a body, crisp and direct.
The bullet infused with Powerful Qi had increased in power and speed.
Undoubtedly, the opposing marksman had been taken down by Chen Tianlong.
At this point, Chen Tianlong had two bullets left in his handgun, whereas Zhao Bing’s gun was empty; there were still two shooters on the other side.
One with a machine gun, one with a handgun.
Pan Shi, hearing the muffled groans from the rear, glanced back to find his brother was shot dead. He was instantly pained, yet more furious, his grip on the steering wheel trembling.
"Damn it, I’ll kill you all."
Pan Shi pulled a gun from the car compartment, driving single-handedly, and fired a shot through the window.
Chen Tianlong felt frustrated upon hearing this; the driver also had a gun, increasing the number of shooters to three, further complicating their mission.
"Chen Tianlong, I’m out of bullets. Do you have any?" Zhao Bing ducked back into the car, with three gun-wielding opponents still there, their situation remained dire.
"Seems like there are two left."
Chen Tianlong pulled out the magazine to check before sliding it back in.
"Ah... two bullets?"
Upon hearing Chen Tianlong’s words, Zhao Bing furrowed his brows. After firing three rounds of bullets without hitting, it’s evident these people are expert marksmen. Now, Chen Tianlong has two left, which is indeed extremely perilous.
At this moment, a traffic light appeared ahead. In such circumstances, who cares about signals? Zhang Yufei floored the pedal and sped through, while the black Mercedes continued its relentless pursuit.
They were driving against traffic; luckily, it was nighttime with fewer cars, or accidents would be inevitable.
"Yufei, watch out for the big truck ahead." Han Junqing pointed at the large truck at the intersection, shouting.
Zhang Yufei was startled, suddenly terrified, but the speed was too fast now, making a stop impossible; she could only squeeze through.
But halfway across the road, Zhang Yufei noticed the truck accelerated, possibly due to the lack of nighttime traffic, picking up speed.
Frustrated, Zhang Yufei quickly braked, desperately steering left, executing a left drift. However, the car was so fast that even timely drifting sent the entire car rushing towards the truck.
Inside the car, Chen Tianlong and Zhao Bing were aghast at the situation. Having evaded bullets, were they about to crash? How unlucky.
With that thought, a flash of inspiration ran through Chen Tianlong’s mind, and he dashed to the right side of the car, opening the door, bracing fully.
Though uncertain of its effectiveness, life and death were at a moment’s edge, leaving no room for hesitation.
Chen Tianlong took a deep breath, then struck the opposite truck with all his might. The immense collision force slammed his body against the police, his bones crackling as if they were about to shatter.