Frank looked at the sign of the garage in front of him, and then at the address written on the photo in his hand. He snorted coldly, kicked open the closed door, and stepped in.
In the empty hall, there were only two or three cars waiting for repair. A group of repairmen who were gathering in the back room to play cards heard the noise and rushed out with various sticks and weapons.
"Fake, are you blind? Didn't you see the suspension of business sign hanging outside?"
"I'm looking for Phil, the guy who is the scrapper."
"Are you looking for our boss?" Frank, the tallest and strongest man, walked up to Frank with a baseball bat in his hand and said coldly, "He's not here, why are you looking for him?" "
"He's not here? Then where did he go?"
"MD, let me ask you a question, what do you want from the boss?"
The strong man took the baseball bat and stabbed Frank in the chest. Frank snorted, suddenly took action, grabbed the baseball bat, and hit the opponent hard between the legs with his backhand.
I saw this big man who was more than two meters tall and as strong as a calf. His eyes suddenly widened and he gasped. He clamped his thighs tightly and his whole body shivered for a long time. Then he suddenly fell backwards.
Seeing Frank take action, the others roared and rushed forward waving weapons. Frank naturally showed no sign of weakness, and faced him with a bat, and with one blow he knocked away the kid who rushed up first.
How could this gang of gangsters, who usually only fight in groups and bully ordinary people, be a match for Frank, a former special forces soldier. A baseball bat, in Flack's hand, seemed to be swung into a flower, knocking down these people one by one in a dazzling way.
When the first strong man knocked down by Frank opened his eyes, none of his accomplices could stand, and they all fell to the ground and screamed in pain.
"Tell me, where is the scrapped front end of the car?"
Frank stepped on the strong man's chest and pressed the bloody bat to his nose.
"I don't know, I really don't know." The strong man who was so arrogant just now is now as timid as a little sheep. He raised his hands and said, "Our boss hasn't been back for two days. He said it was urgent. We I really don’t know where he went…”
Before he finished speaking, there was suddenly the sound of a car engine outside. A moment later, the rolling shutter door rose upwards, and a brand new Porsche drove in.
A man in a leather jacket got out of the car. His hair was messy and there was a huge piece of gauze on the bridge of his nose. He looked very embarrassed. However, he was still humming a tune and seemed to be in a good mood.
Frank squinted his eyes, and he recognized it at a glance. This guy was the fake doctor whose nose was broken by him in the clinic, that is, Phil, whose nickname was "The Good-for-nothing".
This kid must have drunk too much. He was swaying while he was humming a tune and shouted: "Tom, Richard... where are you bastards? Are you lazy again? Come out and have a look. What’s wrong with this new car I bought…”
He looked up and saw Frank stepping on his little brother. He blinked and suddenly shuddered all over his body. He pointed at Frank and stammered: "You... how could it be... that you are still alive?"
Frank laughed ferociously, holding the baseball bat in his hand, and walked towards the front of the abandoned car. Seeing the bat in Frank's hand that was thicker than his arm, the useless driver came back to his senses, hurriedly pulled out a pistol from his waist, and wanted to shoot at Frank.
Unfortunately, he had just pulled out the gun and before he could raise the muzzle, Frank suddenly rushed forward. With a red light, Frank had already rushed in front of him, swung the bat and hit the front of the abandoned car hard to get the gun. on the arm.
There was a crisp sound of "click". The scrap car head looked at his deformed arm, opened his mouth, and after holding it in for a long time, he squeezed out a miserable howl from his throat.
Frank reached out and grabbed the collar of the scrap car, picked it up, and said coldly: "Very good, it seems you still recognize me, which is convenient. Tell me, where is the child? Otherwise, I will kill you The limbs were broken off one by one.”
The useless driver gritted his teeth and glared at Frank fiercely: "Then come on, if I tell you, the end will be even worse now."
Frank shook his head, and suddenly hit the scrap car head with a bat again, knocking him to the ground and retching. Then Frank grabbed him by the back collar, dragged him to the front of the Porsche, pressed him on the front hood, took out a syringe containing a light red medicine from his pocket, and waved it in front of the scrap car driver: "Also Do you know this thing?"
The scrap car head suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the needle in Frank's hand in horror: "Where did you get this thing? No, this must be fake, it must be fake!"
"Haha, you still said that I am dead, and I am not standing in front of you. As for this thing, although I don't know what it is, it is definitely not a good thing, right?"
As he spoke, Frank bit off the plastic tube on the needle with his mouth, and then inserted it into the thigh of the scrap car head.
"No no no no… "
Accompanied by the frightened scream of the scrap car, Frank injected all the medicine in the syringe, then let go of the scrap car, and sneered: "Great, now let me see what happens after this thing is injected into the human body. What effect will it have?"
"You madman, no, you are an idiot... I can't live, and you are dead, do you understand?"
The useless car driver roared, tore his shirt into a long strip of cloth, and tied it to his thigh with his teeth. Then he quickly got into the Porsche and backed out of the garage with a roar.
Flack didn't stop him, but just watched expressionlessly from the side. He waited until the junk driver drove away before he took out a smartphone, with a small red dot flashing on the screen.
***
"You bastard, you're scaring me to death, you know that?"
Daddario reached out a hand and struck Sherron hard.
Xie Lun smiled: "I'm fine."
"Nonsense, if something happens, it will be too late." Daddario said with red eyes, "Sharon, you are not allowed to take such risks again. If something happens to you, we will be even more hopeless."
Sherron stroked Daddario's long hair and comforted him softly: "Don't worry, I will definitely find a way to rescue us all."
Daddario glanced at Sherron and whispered: "Is it difficult to defuse a bomb?"
Xie Lun nodded: "The outside is wrapped in a thick iron shell and welded to the bottom of the car. If you want to dismantle the bomb, you have to cut open the iron shell. But the situation inside is unknown. Under the current conditions, it is almost impossible. Defuse the bomb."
"so what should I do now?"
"Fortunately, we still have time to wait for the bomb disposal experts to come up with other solutions. Until then, we just need to circle around this road."
Before Xie Lun finished speaking, his walkie-talkie rang suddenly: "Inspector Xie, it's an emergency. The road ahead is blocked and there is a gap."
"What?" Sherron grabbed the walkie-talkie and said sternly, "Alvaro, say it again? Isn't this road already repaired, but it's just not open to traffic yet? How could there be a gap?"
"It was just discovered by the helicopter exploring the road ahead. It is very likely that the project was not completed on time, but the construction party did not report it."
"Is there any other exit?"
"This is a viaduct. The nearest entrance and exit is also behind the gap!"
"Damn it." Xie Lun thought for a moment and said in a deep voice, "How long is that gap?"
"Uh... about four or five meters."
"Okay, I understand." Sherron put down the walkie-talkie and said to Daddario very seriously, "Speed up, let's fly over the gap!"