Joyce Shaw really wasn’t familiar with this area; he commuted on the highway and knew almost nothing about the nearby shopping centers, neighborhoods, and police stations.
So after calling 110 to report, he opened the map app on his phone to search for the local police station.
He quickly found the nearest police station, and after locating it, he drove in that direction.
The two people following him quickly understood his direction.
"Damn it! Isn’t the hallucinogen working?!" Joseph Saunders cursed and used his Bluetooth headset to contact Mary Palr, saying: "Hurry up and head to the exit on BaoHua East Street, don’t let him get to the police station!"
"Got it, you don’t have to tell ." Mary Palr gritted her teeth, cursing Joyce Shaw for his stingy habits and unsophisticated nature, while vowing to catch him to collect the remaining paynt.
She was driving an inconspicuous old car, which was actually modified, with a four-cylinder engine capable of racecar-like acceleration in an instant.
The goal was to quickly accelerate to the point of overtaking.
Mary Palr quickly turned the car onto a side road, heading toward BaoHua East Street.
Joyce Shaw saw from the rearview mirror that one of the two cars chasing him left the road. He sighed lightly and began to press the gas pedal harder.
Last ti, after a car accident due to exhaustion, a friend had urged him to buy this Humr SUV, which was very sturdy and durable, but it had one drawback - it was not very fast in acceleration.
However, it was very stable when the speed picked up, unlike small cars which would start to drift out of control at high speed, making them unsafe to drive.
Now, there was only one Jeep closely chasing him from behind.
Joyce Shaw had always been an ordinary person, growing up in a peaceful environnt. Although he lost his parents early, they left enough savings for him and his grandmother to live well and send him to college.
He never thought he would face this unknown side of society.
He was tense, very tense, and sowhat at a loss, but his years of education told him this was sothing he had to do.
He couldn’t let these things spread, nor let that list continue to have an impact.
He drove quickly, nearing the local police station.
But just as he was about to exit at the intersection, a small car suddenly shot out, almost crashing straight into his right side door!
Instinctively, Joyce Shaw turned the steering wheel, moving into the left lane.
In that instant, he missed the turn toward the police station.
The navigation on his phone began recalculating the route, directing him to exit at the next intersection.
And now, he was unavoidably on the highway.
Joyce Shaw hesitated briefly; the small car that had erged from the exit just monts ago was already crashing violently into the side of his vehicle!
A loud screeching noise!
Like the sound of a blunt knife scraping across steel.
The right side of Joyce Shaw’s car was scraped with a huge gash.
Joyce Shaw gripped the steering wheel tightly, holding on firmly to stabilize the vehicle, preventing it from being shoved into the roadside guardrails.
He marveled at the robustness of his Humr’s body, understanding why it was originally made on a line producing tanks.
Mary Palr was in that small car.
Her initial impact hadn’t overturned Joyce Shaw’s big vehicle; she twitched her mouth, thinking she needed a bigger vehicle next ti. No matter how fast the small car was, when faced with a Humr-like "tank," it was still lacking so oomph.
But she had already forced Joyce Shaw’s car into the far left fast lane, and with a bit more effort, and Joseph Saunders closing in from behind, they could certainly cause Joyce Shaw to crash!
There weren’t many cars on the highway at this ti, usually occupied by early morning and evening commuters, and now, it was just past rush hour, so the road was sparsely populated.
Even so, passing cars saw the scene and, not knowing what was going on, swiftly detoured to avoid trouble.
Joyce Shaw was anxious, desperately flooring the gas, charging forward.
Mary Palr saw this and charged again!
At that mont, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her abdon, a warmth below, and a familiar sensation quietly approached.
Her period had arrived!
What a nightmare, the past few days were so tense that she completely forgot about this.
The pain was several tis more intense than her usual nstrual cramps, like soone was stirring a sharp knife inside her body.
Almost instantly, her face turned ghostly pale, and even her hands trembled, unable to hold onto the steering wheel.
And she was still on the highway, releasing her hands, the already wobbling small car instantly lost control.
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