Chapter 370: Speed Shootout

The tentacles of the Han family's network can be said to extend to all corners. Once Qin Zhan is rescued, all the people around him will be monitored.
Song Ye had been fighting alone before, in order not to find clues after the incident by the Han family, but this is so. Hao Zhengyi's prescription for this trip is also extremely dangerous. Therefore, when he heard Song Ye appearing and taking Qin Zhan back to Yuncheng, he was the first to get it right.
It was too risky. Once caught by the Han family, the consequences would be disastrous.
But Qin Zhan's injury can no longer be dragged, Song Ye looked up at the doctor in front of him, "How is the injury of the eldest brother now?"
The doctor knew what she was asking, and immediately replied, "The wound isn't in the way for the time being. Be careful and move."
In other words, back to Yuncheng is no problem.
"Well, let's go." Song Ye didn't hesitate immediately, picked up his cell phone and called Zhao Chongbin, and asked them to send a car to answer.
"If you don't allow me to send a car here, you can still resist the identity of the Qu family along the way." Qu Bai knew that dissuasion was useless, so he simply joined the support team.
But this time, Song Ye didn't plan to bother anyone. "I'm ready for the retreat route. The Han family can't find anyone and will find it soon. The Qu family can't get in touch with me at this time."
Since she dared to come alone to save people and away the fiancée of the Han family, she had already planned everything, and definitely did not want to involve anyone.
"But ... hey, okay, listen to you, but I still have to arrange some people to you, these will not have any connection with the songwriter. Don't hurry to reject me, Qin Zhan is your elder brother and my brother." Qu Afraid she refused, Bai added quickly. Inserting a knife for his brother, he couldn't just watch the teenager take risks alone.
Hearing that Song Ye is not good enough to quit.
After half an hour, everything was ready. A freight for a moving company was parked downstairs at Qujia Villa. Song Ye changed into worker clothes, wearing a mask, and led Qin Zhan and the medical staff to the car.
The big truck drove out of the highway and proceeded all the way. As soon as it reached the entrance of the highway, it was seen that the guards inside and outside were patrolling. Song Ye had also learned from Zhao Chongbin's mouth that the Han family was angry about the theft at home and reported it. After the army-party, the burglars were given the names of illegal elements outside the country, which led to the city's police force intensifying searches.
"Qin Er Shao is unconscious now. If he gets caught, the Han family will have more excuses to attack. They never want us to leave alive." Zhao Chongbin looked at the slow-moving team, grinning his teeth and not seen Marry strong to such a degree.
"Let the brethren not panic." Song Ye sat in front of the hospital bed, and only said so lightly. The Han family was able to toss Qin Zhan into this way. She had already guessed the consequences of the robberies. As long as she was caught, she would be killed if she did not reach the cell.
The car arrived at the entrance of the toll station and was not unexpectedly asked to open the door for inspection. Fortunately, the first half of the rear compartment was cargo, and the second half was Song Ye ’s hiding place. The routine inspection was not so strict. It did n’t take long for the car to get on smoothly. Up the highway.
Just as soon as he was on the road, Song Ye noticed something was wrong.
She moved to the co-pilot's seat and looked at the vehicles converging on the three national roads behind her, and followed them not far and near.
"Go to the main road and reduce the speed." Song Ye stared into the rearview mirror and ordered.
Zhao Chongbin nodded, gradually reducing his speed, and Yu Guang also saw the unscrupulous black cars.
At this time, Song Ye's cell phone rang, and the caller was Qu Bai.
"Hey, kid, ten minutes ago, the police came to check. I think things have changed. You may be exposed." On the phone, Qu Bai's voice was tense. As soon as Song Ye left, the police came to the door and examined it for a long time. He believed it would not be a coincidence.
"Well, I already know it." Song Ye took the cell phone, and Yu Guang saw that the cars were not going to overtake when they were slowing down, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
Hanging up the phone, she instructed Zhao Chongbin to change the route, and dialed the phone number again on the other side, "Stone, after 20 minutes, cut off the surveillance camera on the eastern suburban aisle for 30 minutes."
"Boss, what are you going to do?" Zhao Chongbin in the car carefully looked up at the person at his side, always feeling that Song Ye was a little calm at this moment.
"What to prepare for you?" Song Ye asked without answering.
"Under your position." Zhao Chongbin swallowed and suddenly had an unpredictable hunch.
Twenty minutes later, Zhao Chongbin drove smoothly into the monitoring failure section, and the cars behind him approached as if they had a sense of spirit. One of the black cars slammed into the of a large truck with the front of the truck.
"Fucked, it's really terrible. This is a high speed." Zhao Chongbin's head was hit a bit and almost rushed to the guardrail. If it hadn't been prepared to reduce the speed, it would be overturned.
When he finished speaking, Yu Guang saw the car on the left lower the window, a black hole muzzle stuck out his head silently, and the cold metal light dazzled into the eye, straight toward him. Head.
Oops, this is a police bandit!
A bang, before Zhao Chongbin's mouth broke, a gunshot had broken his eardrum, and in a roaring moment in his brain, the blood of the limbs seemed to have solidified.
Shouldn't he be dead?
Banging, and then a few more sounds in his ear, it seemed that he could still see the trace of the air popping out of the air.
At this time, he was suddenly awakened, not the opposite, but Song Ye beside him.
I do n’t know when Song Ye knelt on the chair with her knees bent, and the whole person turned sideways to the left. The black muzzle in her hand was aimed at the car over there. She did n’t wait for the other side to fire. Continuous shooting would kill the up-and-coming killer, and then burst the tire of the opponent in an instant.
The rumbling noise came from behind him, and Zhao Chongbin, who had reacted, had no time to see the black car crashing into the mountain. The sky was flaming, and the sound of the explosion was deafening.
"Concentrate on driving." After solving a car, Song Ye glanced at the road ahead in his spare time, distracted to remind the frightened Zhao Chongbin.
The latter hurriedly retracted his eyes, adjusted the steering wheel and walked back to the main road. When he returned to God, he realized that his back was wet with sweat.
What is even more frightening is that the teenager on the side pulled out the box under the seat, but it was opened, and he neatly started to assemble the gun. The professionalism of the method is almost like a professional killer.
"Boss, boss, won't you come for real?" Zhao Chongbin stammered, sorrowing inside.