"What the hell is this thing?"
Ali couldn’t believe his eyes as he watched the white figure rapidly approaching. He licked his dry lips instinctively.
"That taxi was definitely up to sothing, it was coming right at us!"
Zhou Liang’s face was grim. After confirming the situation, he quickly regained his composure:
"No matter what it is, we have to find a way to shake it off now."
Saying this, he slamd the accelerator to the floor.
"Hold on tight!"
Zhou Liang shouted low, despite his heart being alard, he forced himself to stay calm, concentrating intensely on the steering wheel.
The engine of the black Wuling sedan roared angrily. The modified power system unleashed its full potential, and the car shot forward, speed further soaring, trying once again to widen the gap.
Ali’s body swayed with the inertia of acceleration, his hands clutched the handhold tightly, and he turned his head to stare intently out the rear window.
The white figure, like a haunting ghost, persistently stayed on their tail.
Not only did it not fall behind, it continued to close the distance at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The ghastly white mask, and the two points under the mask that seed to burn with fiery eyes, beca increasingly clear in view, emanating a deeply eerie aura.
"I got a clear look at him..."
Ali swallowed hard, his voice sowhat dry:
"At this speed and with such physical ability, it’s nothing a regular mutant could do. Could it be a monster that escaped from so Hell dinsion?"
Then he turned his head, warning his companion:
"Zhou Liang, speed up, he’s catching up, hit the gas!"
"Shut up, I’ve already got it floored!"
Zhou Liang snapped, sweat beading on his forehead, while his peripheral vision constantly tracked the white nightmare growing larger in the rearview mirror.
The accelerator pedal was pressed so hard it was welded to the car floor, the engine emitted a strained whine, the speedoter needle had hit the end of the dial.
Yet even so, in this extre chase, the gap between them was still steadily closing.
The violent jostling and vibration of the car awoke Xu Hao, who had been unconscious in the back seat.
He strugglingly opened his eyelids, his whole body aching as if falling apart, his limbs tightly bound, unable to move.
"You motherfuckers! If you’ve got guts, let loose for a one-on-one..."
Xu Hao suddenly sprang up, mustering all his strength, hurling a curse.
Only to be t by the impatient gaze of the man in the leather jacket sitting in the passenger seat.
"Shut up!"
The taser was whipped out again, arcs crackling, rcilessly striking Xu Hao’s abdon once more.
"Argh—"
Xu Hao let out a scream, his body convulsing and twitching violently like a fish thrown ashore.
Just as his consciousness was about to be swallowed by darkness, his blurred vision caught sight of the terrifying white figure, moving at inhuman speed, rapidly closing in behind the car!
"Damn... what kind of monster is that?!"
With that astonishing thought, Xu Hao passed out again.
"Damn, it sure is a hassle!"
Ali spat, no longer caring about the completely limp Xu Hao.
Then he put down the taser, swiftly grabbed the handgun, lowered the car window, and leaned out halfway.
Aiming the muzzle at the white ghostly shadow that was getting closer and almost sticking to the car’s rear.
"Die, monster!"
Ali cursed lowly, then held his breath, trying to keep his aim steady in the high-speed motion and severe bumps, and decisively fired a series of shots.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The muzzle fire flickered sharply in the darkness, the dense bullets whistled through the air, shooting towards the relentless target, attempting to stop the monster from getting closer.
However, what happened next sent a chill up Ali’s spine, despite his hard-boiled nerves.
He almost doubted his own eyes and his years of shooting training.
The speed of the white figure was absurdly fast, its movents extraordinarily agile to the extre!
Like a white lightning bolt without substance, it zipped through the flickering firelight at high speed, changing direction, leaving behind blurred afterimages!
During such high-speed running, the figure managed to overco inertia constraints, making micro-adjustnts precisely to the milliter, always dodging the deadly bullets at just the right mont.
The bullets, either futilely shooting into empty space, striking the road surface sparking clusters of fire, or rely brushing past its blurred white afterimage, causing no hindrance at all.
Ali even felt his hand holding the gun trembling slightly from extre shock and pressure.
The white figure, elusive and ghostly, danced madly in the rain of death, yet maintained an astonishing pace, steadily closing the distance.
Fifty ters! Thirty ters! Ten ters! Five ters!
The distance to the black sedan’s rear was within reach, almost able to feel the icy, stone-like texture of the mask.
Just as Ali emptied the magazine, intending to retreat back into the car to reload.
He was shocked to find.
The speed of the white figure suddenly ramped up, reaching a new, suffocating level!
Its leg muscles erupted with imnse strength, the asphalt beneath seed to explode with a dull thud!
Whoosh—
The entire figure shot up like a launched rocket, tracing an unbelievably swift parabolic arc, vaulting over the car trunk accurately and unmistakably.
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