Chapter 520 - A Race In Rio

Almost at the same time, the two police cars revved fiercely.

With ear-splitting rumbles as tires screeched over the ground, the steel cables attached to the tow hooks at the back of the cars were pulled taut. With a loud crash, an enormous safe was dragged out.

The two men who had been hiding outside the wall quickly examined the safe and directed the drivers. “Left. To the left. Okay. Hold it.”

“F*ck, move that brick away.”

“It’s out a little!”

“No, it’s fine. We can do it.”

“Damn it, hurry up. We’re running out of time.”

“Okay, done.”

The two men in the rear watched the safe being hauled into the back of the armored truck. They quickly released the latches, and the plank which they had used to move the safe into the truck fell to the ground.

In the meantime, they shored up the back of the truck with a thick, solid metal rail to prevent the safe from sliding.

The armored truck immediately revved, and the tow hooks on the backs of the police cars were also released.

The two men dove into the police cars and yelled, “Follow him out. If we stay any longer, we’ll be turned into Swiss cheese!”

Several officers had appeared on the stairs to the parking lot by then. They fired at the three cars without hesitation.

But the armored truck roared and, like an infuriated bull, charged out of the parking lot.

In the office upstairs, Hernan was still pondering how he was going to squash Dominic, the bug who had emerged recently, when he saw the officers outside start to run around in a mess.

Startled, he mumbled, “What’s going on?”

The director ran in, panic-stricken. “They’re here.”

Hernan asked, “Who?”

The director replied, “Dominic and his lot. They broke into the basement and stole the entire safe.”

Hernan’s eyes bulged as he cursed out loud. “What the f*ck?!”

On the road, Brian stepped hard on the gas in the armored truck.

The two police cars which they had stolen had swung onto side roads and weren’t with him. A string of police cars were following him with their sirens on.

His wife Mia’s voice came through the walkie-talkie. “You better step on it. There are police cars up ahead; it looks like they’re going to try and block you.”

Brian said with a smile, “I see them. They can’t stop me.”

As he said that, the armored truck crashed into a police car which wasn’t able to brake in time and sent it flying, before the truck plowed aggressively through the cars on the highway.

The police cars that were hit were sent spinning around. The armored truck’s weight was on a different level altogether. “Haha, that’s what I’m talking about!” Brian yelled. Mia was silent for a moment, before she continued, “The police are coming up on your right. They’re setting up spikes. Go left.”

Brian turned the wheel. The tires screeched as the armored truck took a sharp ninety-degree turn and charged over the grass next to the road.

A lamp post was knocked loose by the rear of the truck and it crashed onto the road, forcing the police cars behind it to stop.

Mia said, “Incoming police cars from the south. Don’t let them block you on your way to the rendezvous point.”

Brian burst out laughing. “Not a problem.”

At that moment, two police motorbikes came charging out from the sides to chase him.

The officers on the bikes took out their guns and fired.

Brian simply glanced at them indifferently.

His car had been modified with bulletproof glass. It was impossible for their Uzis to break his defense.

However, no police officers would be equipped with Uzis.

So, it could only be Hernan’s men disguised as police officers.

Brian’s face turned cold. Looking at the police motorbikes behind him, he suddenly turned the wheel so that one of the truck’s rear tires hit the motorbike that had just caught up.

Sensing the minor crash behind the truck, Brian sneered and suddenly hit the brake.

The other motorbike smashed into the back of the truck.

The heavy armored truck only shuddered slightly. Brian sped up again and got back on track.

The two police motorbikes were down, but it had still delayed him a little.

Police cars were approaching him from both sides. The officers in the passenger seats fired like crazy with their rifles.

Brian had to lower his head, as the officers were aiming to shatter the bulletproof glass. Mia said again, “Not good, they’re about to surround you. Han, Roman, it’s showtime.”

With loud rumbles, two police cars charged out from a nearby street and rammed into two other police cars.

They then revved again without hesitation and smashed into the rears of two more police cars, causing them to veer wildly and crash into the buildings nearby.

Brian was relieved.

His truck was very sturdy, but it was extremely heavy and loaded with a cumbersome safe, so it couldn’t go very fast.

However, with help from Han and Roman, the tall black man, everything was soon taken care of.

Han’s and Roman’s police cars then broke away again.

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Every time a bunch of police cars started nipping at Brian’s heels, Han and Roman would charge in from the side to stir up trouble.

Their police car camouflage was very misleading

Even though the police officers knew that two of the police cars belonged to the robbers, it was impossible for them to tell which ones were fake during a wild chase when they could see nothing but police cars.

Furthermore, Han and Roman were far more skilled at driving than regular officers. With their teamwork and Brian’s bull-like truck, almost four batches of police cars were annihilated one after another.

Amidst the loud rumbles, Mia said, “Han, Roman, the rendezvous point is up ahead. You can retreat now.”

The two heavily damaged police cars split up and disappeared into two streets nearby.

More police cars appeared several hundred meters behind the armored truck. Brian roared, “Get ready, I’m coming! Let’s go!”

The armored truck charged under a flyover, with a swarm of police cars hot on its heels.

Not far away was the sea bridge.

The armored truck advanced forward on that long bridge like a lonely knight.

A swarm of police cars followed behind it, like a pack of hyenas nipping at a lion’s heels. In the armored truck, Brian sneered. “Son of bi*ches, have a taste of this.”

He turned the wheel, and the rear of the truck hit a police car on the right that was trying to overtake it.

The police car was rammed against the bridge guard. It was pulled along the cement boundary for a dozen meters at an angle, before it fell into the sea. “Wow!” Brian yelled in excitement. He turned the wheel, and the back of the truck hit the front of a police car on his left.

The police car was instantly sent flying as it flipped over in the air before crashing down roof-first in the opposite car lane.

The police cars behind the truck slowed down almost at the same time.

The armored truck with the safe in it was so heavy that it could easily send the police cars flying with one nudge.