When overtaking, half of the bodies of the two cars were already flush. Fan Ning used his spiritual sense to determine that there was only one person on the other side.

The outer edge of the soft felt hat stretched out from the opponent's driver's seat and was pointed at his own, as well as the barrel of the shotgun.

After firing two consecutive "bang" and "bang" shots, Fan Ning held the steering wheel steady with both hands and tilted his head instinctively. But then he discovered that the car window glass had a certain bulletproof effect, and each shot did not completely shatter it.

In the blink of an eye, it was repaired by Qiong.

The distance was close enough, and at the next moment, Fan Ning's invisible thread of inspiration reached towards the steering wheel in the opponent's hand, and towards the hottest core in the hood of his car.

When the inspiration simulations were pulling each other, Fan Ning felt that he was being hindered to a certain extent, as if his body had passed through a shell of ice, and he shivered all over.

Naturally, he couldn't look directly at the situation inside the other person's car. Judging from the external appearance, it didn't look like it had completely stalled. It just started to twist and turn on the downhill road, and returned to normal a few seconds after losing control.

But it was enough, Fan Ning had already passed in front of him.

The brakes were stepped on, the steering wheel was twisted violently, the wheel hubs grinded on the ground and white smoke was emitted, a strong smell of rubber filled the cabin, and the entire car body lay directly across the bridge.

"Click!——"

After Fan Ning completed overtaking, the car braked all the way and stopped more than three meters in front of him with a harsh sound.

At this moment, Fan Ning finally saw clearly the young man with a broad forehead and cold eyes sitting in the driver's seat.

It is none other than Meyers Benjamin, the former Special Patrol Agent investigator who went crazy and burned paintings at the auction house!

The two sides' eyes met for an instant, and when it became clear that it was three against one, Benjamin made up his mind not to get entangled.

"Doesn't this guy act like he's crazy?"

After Fan Ning stopped, he pulled out the automatic pistol from under the seat: "Sheeran, don't let him turn the steering wheel!"

Behind the windshield, Benjamin was about to turn around, but he suddenly felt the halo of the surrounding scenery swirling, and his thoughts seemed to have fallen into a thick slurry. The entire process of steering the wheel to death became extremely long.

The front and rear windows of the large car lying on the road were rolled down. Fan Ning and Sheeran held guns at the same time, pointing at the wheel hub of the car and pulling the trigger.

"Bang bang bang bang!!——"

Ice fog filled the wheel hub, and the first bullet penetrated the black rubber texture, and the entire bullet body was submerged in it, while the subsequent bullets only shot out clusters of broken ice.

Benjamin decisively gave up the U-turn, shifted into reverse gear, and stepped on the accelerator.

At the same time, a small black object sparkling with sparks was thrown and flew towards Fan Ning's car.

The trajectory of the sparks across the air was slower than usual, and Benjamin was a little slow to step down, but the latter did not waste him too much time. The car began to slowly back up the slope on the bridge.

Fanning and Sheeran quickly rolled back the car windows, and when it slowly approached the car, the windows were already closed.

But the glass seemed to have been melted through, and this inconspicuous object passed directly through it and fell into the back seat!

"Grenade?" Fan Ning's expression changed drastically, but he quickly calmed down, stood up and reached toward the back row, reaching out to grab it.

Silvery white light flashed from Sheeran's eyes, and the detonation of the grenade also took a longer time. It was not until Fanning threw it towards Benjamin's car that he was reversing that it exploded in front of the latter's windshield.

Ice cubes burst out from the opponent's car, like a shattered shell. Also shattered was his windshield, and the car's headlights were also extinguished.

"Damn it." Seeing the opponent's retreat speed getting faster and faster, Fan Ning couldn't help but cursed and shifted gears again to accelerate.

Benjamin never found a chance to change the chamber of his shotgun, but it was useless because he found that the cracks caused by the bullets fired from the pistol on the opponent's windshield immediately returned to their original state.

One retreated, the other advanced, and both sides stared at each other. However, due to the difference in displacement and the fact that Benjamin, who was reversing, was more or less unable to maintain a straight line, the distance between the two sides narrowed again.

"Bang!" Fan Ning's car directly hit the front of the car firmly.

The hoods of both sides rolled up, their speeds slowed down, and the distance between them was again increased by several meters.

But this collision triggered some chain reactions. The front tire, which had a bullet stuck in it, cracked a longer gap, the air leak became more serious, and the car's reversing trajectory became more and more crooked.

Qiong raised her right hand and waved it down in the air, drawing purple fluorescence in the air with her fingers.

There was a muffled sound, and the tire, which was originally only a slight crack, burst.

At this moment, Benjamin's car completely lost control while reversing at high speed, and the brakes could not be stabilized.

The entire car body was like a balloon that was not tied tightly, spinning continuously on the bridge deck.

"Bang!!!"

There was a louder and violent impact, iron parts were flying, and the car directly broke through the bridge guardrail and got stuck on it.

The car body was emitting green smoke, and the front half was completely suspended above the Pushor River!

Fan Ning and Xilan held guns, and Qiong held the curse seal in his hand. The three of them slowly surrounded them from behind.

At this time, he was teasing with a half-smile, but in fact he was extremely cautious. The left hand placed in his pocket also held a "Fire Sun Guide" that had recently cost nearly 1,000 pounds to be carved again.

"Mr. Benjamin, do you have good driving skills?"

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－

Thanks to No. 1, Big Strawberry Berry for the 3-month ticket reward~Thanks to the prisoner pending, book friend tail number 6513, frank, ancient gold coins, commander-in-chief of rats, Qingye Xiyun, yue1223, Xuan Youkong, Takashiiiiii, this name is really cool
Chapter completed!