blogombal Chapter 76 What's there to be afraid of at full speed?
Chapter 76 What's there to be afraid of at full speed?
Chapter 76 What's there to be afraid of at full speed?
Rumble!
The motorcycle engine roared on the highway.
Li En did not linger at the airport and continued towards Culver University.
The entry does indeed possess abilities equivalent to those of the rule system.
But this only further proves that the plane explosion had nothing to do with him.
Rules are rules.
There will absolutely be no problem if nothing is violated.
Even if they were on a mission, as long as they didn't board the plane, it would be impossible for an explosion to occur.
Therefore, the plane explosion could absolutely not be related to me.
However, Li En still made a special phone call to Brock to ask for leave, just to be on the safe side.
As for that college student who suddenly said the plane was going to explode, and then the plane actually did explode, he might get arrested and interrogated.
Li En did not believe that the student was a terrorist or anything like that.
There are far too many people in this world with special abilities.
What's so strange about one or two people having the ability to predict the future?
If high school students can already scale walls and rooftops, then the prediction of college students awakening to newfound intelligence is not wrong.
However, he should also thank this college student.
If the plane explodes after boarding, everyone on board will probably die.
But it's absolutely impossible for me to risk my life.
When they crawl out of the wreckage, they'll have to go through the trouble of explaining themselves.
The first thing to suspect is that there's a problem with the capabilities of your own entry, which will limit your future actions.
If we delay going to find Frank and other problems arise later, that would be even more troublesome.
When I get back, that college student will still be being interrogated. I'll help him out then as a way of thanking him.
Li En followed the airport road out of the city and soon arrived at the highway section.
He is currently traveling at a speed that is far beyond the speed limit, maintaining a speed of 180 kilometers per hour.
According to regulations, police officers are not allowed to speed without using sirens.
However, because he was riding a highly recognizable police car and wearing a police uniform, the state police on the highway did not give him any trouble, but simply inquired with headquarters.
Of course, all the responses I received were from friendly forces, and the matter was dropped.
Li En was driving at full speed on the highway when suddenly a black figure appeared beside him and drove alongside him.
He turned his head and looked over with some confusion.
It's a Dodge RT, heavily modified for off-road driving.
It maintained a speed of 180 kilometers per hour, keeping pace with Li Enping, and even slightly approaching him.
The two were less than half a meter apart. At that speed, a slight misstep could cause them to slip and collide.
Li En reached for his waist with his left hand.
If this car dares to cut in front of me, I'll just draw my gun and fire two shots at the driver's side.
At that moment, the Dodge's window rolled down.
Li En looked over and saw a bald man sitting in the driver's seat, wearing a flashy Hawaiian shirt and sporting a large belly.
The bald man stretched out his hand, waved it at Li En twice, and then pointed ahead with his index finger.
The provocative intent is self-evident.
This was a planned showdown with Li Enlai on the highway.
It turned out they had encountered someone who wanted to speed on the highway.
There are at least eight or ten people like that every day.
Of course, most of these cases will be handled by the state police, and it's not up to the Manhattan precinct officers to deal with them.
Li En ignored him, clenched his left fist and pulled it back, continuing to drive at a speed of 180 kilometers per hour.
The bald, pot-bellied man seemed to find it a bit boring, so he rolled up the car window, then suddenly accelerated and overtook Li En in an instant.
This guy deliberately moved his car to block Li En's lane, maintaining a distance that was neither too close nor too far.
The car exhaust fumes blew into our faces with the strong wind.
Although the dust was hidden by the helmet, the dust that was kicked up from time to time, as well as the honking of the Dodge in front of him from time to time, still annoyed Li En.
He was driving a BMW R1200RT-P, a police-customized version.
The horizontally opposed twin-cylinder boxer engine, 1170cc water-cooled, makes the car lightweight, agile, and its instantaneous burst of power is beyond compare.
Want to beat him on a straight highway like this with a Dodge?
That's ridiculous.
Li En originally only wanted to maintain a speed of 180 kilometers per hour. After all, he was a policeman and not chasing a fugitive. Going too fast would make things difficult for his allies.
But this guy in front is so cheeky, so let's speed things up a bit more.
I have the bonus attribute "Rookie Officer: Driving Skills +1".
Even if the car overturns, with the "steel body and iron back" attribute protecting him, he will be fine.
In other words—
Full speed ahead, what's there to be afraid of?
Rumble rumble rumble~~!
Li En twisted the accelerator all the way to the floor.
The BMW's engine roared loudly, and the speed increased instantly.
It overtook the Dodge in just three seconds and quickly widened the gap.
Facing the traffic on the highway, Li En, driving his motorcycle, weaved through the traffic like a fish, increasing the distance between himself and the Dodge.
Upon seeing this, the bald man with the big belly revealed an excited smile.
He slammed his foot down, flooring the accelerator.
The heavily modified Dodge RT roared to life and its speed instantly increased.
I have to say, this guy's skills are quite good.
Although the traffic flow on the highway is not very heavy now, his ability to squeeze into gaps and plan routes is terrifying.
He was actually steadily shortening the distance between himself and Li En.
The two men's movements were quickly noticed by the state troopers who were staking out the highway.
Not long after, the phone in Li En's pocket rang.
"Hey, what's up?"
"Why are you speeding on the highway? Did you encounter a criminal? Do you need help?"
Brock's voice came through the receiver.
"No need," Li En said calmly. "I only have a day off, and I just want to go for a drive."
He must never say that he has encountered criminals and needs assistance.
In that case, it would likely become a task status.
You absolutely cannot mention going to Culver University to support Frank, as that could also trigger a mission status.
When the "Vehicle Killer" stat is activated, this BMW will undoubtedly explode.
"What do you mean by simply wanting to race?!" Brock roared.
"At least give me a reason to get rid of them!"
"Also, what's the deal with that Dodge not far behind you? Is it your racing partner?"
Lee responded directly: "I don't know him. He was speeding. Let the state troopers chase him."
"Fine, I'll make sure they don't bother you."
"But now we owe them a favor, which we'll have to repay later."
Brock sighed and rubbed his temples.
Frank drove off with a truckload of weapons, which was bad enough, but then Lee stole a police officer's vehicle and sped off on the highway.
Why isn't there a single person who's easy to deal with?
On the highway, state police, having received the news, immediately launched a manhunt for the bald, pot-bellied man.
On the highway right now, leading the way is Li En, about fifty meters behind him is a bald, pot-bellied man, and another hundred meters behind him is a Dodge Charger from the state troopers.
The red and blue police lights turned on, and the sound of the sirens carried far along the highway.
Upon hearing the sirens, drivers on the highway slowed down and pulled over to make way for the vehicles.
This allowed Li En to unleash the BMW's maximum speed and widen the gap once again.
The bald man with the big belly became even more excited.
He reached out and pressed the red button in the center of the control panel.
Blue flames shot out of the car's cylinders, and the speed soared to its limit.
Meanwhile, the state police, who were in hot pursuit, could only maintain a speed of around 200 kilometers per hour due to the electronic speed limiter on their vehicles.
Even if he stuck his foot into the engine, he couldn't catch up with the Dodge in front of him. He could only watch helplessly as the other car drove away, not even seeing its taillights.
He immediately grabbed the walkie-talkie and called the front desk.
"Requesting backup!"
"Have you found the license plate number?"
"Dominic Toretto? That name sounds familiar."
"Fuck, isn't this guy the leader of that crazy street racing gang?!"
"Okay, I'll try my best to keep up."
The state police hung up the phone at headquarters and gradually reduced the car's speed to 80.
He wants him to go after Boss Tang?
What a joke.