Automotive Black Technology Chapter 592: : Battle to defend your life! (Update on debt repayment.2)
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You are paralyzed!
Li Fanyu felt like a Japanese dog in his heart at this moment!
What does it mean to just leave the wolf's den and enter the tiger mountain again?
This is it!
Brother, are there no normal people on the streets in Detroit other than criminals? I just came out and wandered around, and I was shot with a pistol twice. At this pace, the average life expectancy of people in Detroit is not long, right asshole? !
Ao Guanhai, this hard-working guy, why has he been clamoring for a gun ban for a presidential year but it still hasn’t been accomplished? Your US government’s efficiency is too low!
But the complaints pouring out of his heart could not change the fact that he was being pointed at a gun.
The corner of his mouth twitched twice, and Li Fanyu backed the car out of the alley under the cold eyes of the white man.
On the street, the three black men had already driven away. But the immortal ones can still be seen.
Seeing the speeding car in front of him, the white man snorted, "Quick! Catch up with those three sons of bitches!"
"Alas, this is a bad year." Li Fanyu sighed inwardly, straightened the front of the car, put the gear on, and kicked the accelerator.
The moment you step on the accelerator, a roar from the Kuafu V16 resounds throughout the neighborhood. At that moment, the driveshaft transmits the huge torque output by the engine to the rear axle even when starting in a low gear!
With a burst of harsh tire chirping, the rear wheels rotated rapidly, spinning due to the influence of inertia.
The rear-wheel-drive Longbow RS twisted and swayed left and right on the empty street, like a bullfight kicking on the ground with its hind legs and about to charge!
The rapid idling caused the tire temperature to rise rapidly, causing the rubber of the two track-specific tires from Michelin to quickly soften.
When the temperature rises to about 90 degrees, the strong grip becomes apparent.
Phew!
The moment the car sped out, it perfectly explained how vivid Li Fanyu was in naming it.
The whole car flew out instantly like a long bow that was fully drawn and failed to fire!
The moment the car ejected, Li Fanyu saw a flash of pain on the face of the white man in the passenger seat. A stream of black-red blood also poured out of the blood hole in the black leather jacket.
Huh?
Seeing this scene, Li Fanyu had some thoughts in his mind;
As a knowledgeable and cultured person, he immediately realized what had happened to the **** who held him at gunpoint.
Judging from the injured area and the person's condition, the bullet probably did not hit the artery. Otherwise, with the heart's pumping volume of 83 milliliters per second, the blood will spray all over the body.
If that were the case, this man would definitely not be pointing a gun at him as vigorously as he is now, but would definitely be lying in a dark corner, surrounded by blood on the ground.
But looking at this man’s injury, it should be near the shoulder blade. After a pistol bullet hits the human body, especially a hard object such as a bone, it will turn over several times in the body, expanding the wound area.
Judging from the amount of bleeding, even if this guy was very lucky not to injure the scapular aorta, other blood vessels in the shoulder were also severely damaged.
Massive blood vessel damage and bleeding caused by non-penetrating gunshot wounds can cause pressure imbalance in the body. Now under the overload pressure, the bleeding will definitely become more serious.
"Hmph, getting shot in real life is not as common as treating guests to dinner like in games and movies. This guy may have watched too many movies and is thinking about being a tough guy and chasing the enemy with him."
Pattern!
Photography obligation!
After thinking so much, it actually happened in that second when the longbow started!
In that electric moment, Li Fanyu noticed these things and had a plan in mind.
......
Li Fanyu doesn't have the time or thought to verify how fast the long bow accelerates. However, the results of the computer calculation test showed that the car can reach 100 kilometers per hour from standstill in 2.6 seconds.
The overload generated by this process is no greater than when a fighter jet takes off!
Realizing this, Li Fanyu stepped deeper on the accelerator.
As the speed of the car increased rapidly, Doyle, the white man next to Li Fanyu, groaned.
He was a member of the Detroit Mad Dog Gang.
But to say he is a member may be a bit derogatory to him. To be precise, he is the leader of this gang - that is, the boss.
There are so many gangs in the Detroit neighborhood. The Mad Dog Gang is not the strongest here, but it is definitely not trash either. But among all the gangs, the Mad Dog Gang is the most special one.
Eighty percent of all gang organizations in Detroit are composed of black people, but the Mad Dog Gang is all white.
Normally speaking, in American society, black people discriminate against white people. But in the gang world, black people are the main theme, so the Mad Dog Gang is targeted by various gangs everywhere.
Fortunately, the members of the gang are all people who have been marginalized by other gangs and live at the bottom of society. Other than choosing to be a desperado, it would be impossible to survive in this neighborhood with no other option but to be eaten by mermaids.
So Doyle gathered these people together and established a foothold in this neighborhood by relying on ruthlessness.
And with the advantage of being white, Doyle was able to cooperate well with some drug dealers in the south, and gradually grew the gang through the drug business.
Today is actually a very ordinary transaction.
But when Doyle took out the goods, he was cheated.
The goods worth more than 3 million US dollars lost, the brothers who died, or the ridicule from other gangs he would face afterwards were not important to Doyle at this moment.
In a gun battle inside the church, not only was he injured, but his brother was also shot and killed by flying bullets when he was chased to the door.
Blood is thicker than water, and we share the same milk.
Seeing his brother trembling and stopping struggling in his arms, with the expression on his face solidifying from fear to despair, Doyle could no longer care about anything.
Revenge, this is the only thought in his heart!
But the moment the car started, he felt a stream of hot blood pouring out of the wound.
He frowned, let out a faint groan, and glanced coldly at the yellow-skinned boy next to him, as if looking at a dead person.
During his years on the block, Doyle has always kept a low profile. The dirty work is also done through subordinates.
So there is no need for witnesses to what happened today.
To him, an insignificant human life is worthless.
As long as you pull the trigger, you can solve the root of all troubles.
Thinking of this, Doyle sneered in his heart - you see, violence is indeed a good thing.
But what he didn’t expect was;
The young man with yellow skin and black hair next to him was not stupid at all. While using his hands and feet to increase the speed of the car, his mind was also running rapidly.
What a coincidence, this person is also thinking quietly about **** the people around him in order to save his own life!