Chapter 25: 25 - Life-Friendly Escape

Chapter 25: 25 - Life-Friendly Escape

Suddenly, without warning, Derrick released his tight grip on the handlebars of the motorcycle. With lightning-fast speed, he whipped out his pistol and began to swing his arms and wrists in a wide arc, repeatedly pulling the trigger as he did so.

The sharp crack of gunfire pierced the air, echoing off the surrounding buildings and filling the street with a deafening roar once again.

As the motorcycle roared forward beneath him, Derrick's eyes blazed with a fierce determination, his every movement was calculated and precise.

BANG BANG~~!

Two gunshots sounded at very small intervals as if they were shot at the same time.

The muzzle released a lot of gunpowder smoke as the bullets sprayed out from the barrel one after another, stirring up white sound lines.

With the high-speed rotation of the bullets, the original straight trajectory of the two bullets gradually deviated. They drew an exaggerated arc mid-air and dodged the car's solid body, entered the throat of a man, and then came out from behind his neck.

With undiminished momentum, the bullet penetrated the heart of the man sitting beside him.

Along with the sound of the two bullets entering the flesh, four men fell to the ground at almost the same time.

The gangsters stood there frozen, their eyes fixed on the lifeless body before them, their faces etched with shock and disbelief as if they had just witnessed the impossible.

"Where did the bullet come from!?" They hid behind the bunker cars as it was impossible for the bullet to hit their position while they were behind the cars.

Still, they had just seen their four men die after the bullet made a weird arc.

Too many doubts still lingered in the minds of the gangsters, but Derrick didn't give them time to think. The pistol fired out more bullets in an instant, taking several more lives.

"Come on, FIRE!!" Such an illogical scene made the gangsters panic.

They roared, held the automatic rifles with trembling hands and began to rain bullets at Derrick.

Derrick didn't have the slightest intention to stop the motorcycle. He nimbly shuttled the motorcycle between the hail of bullets as if they were nothing more than some small pebbles coming under his way.

The originally scattered range of bullets gradually became denser and almost covered the whole road ahead of the motorcycle.

Derrick didn't panic, and seemingly casually raised his hand and shot to the right.

BOOM~~!

Suddenly, the billboard of the street shop fell to the ground, making a loud noise.

The billboard just fell on the trash can on the side of the street, making a perfect slope.

The motorcycle rushed forward with a dull roar. The tires grabbed the billboard tightly, and with a strong inertial force, it suddenly flew into the air, flying over the heads of all the gangsters.

Derrick pulled the trigger with his fingers continuously while in the air.

Several bullets came out of the chamber, hitting the gangsters' bodies in a strange C-shape from high to low. Before the motorcycle landed back, all the bullets in the magazine had been fired.

BOOM~~!

The motorcycle landed on the ground and let out a low growl as the gangsters behind all fell to the ground at the same time.

Now, there was no obstruction from the gangs. The motorcycle continued to run and soon disappeared from everyone's sight.

This seemingly chapters-long shootout actually took only a few minutes.

Four jeeps that were chasing Derrick previously arrived on the scene later as the remaining gangsters got out of them.

There was dead silence in the street. Death and silence.

The strong smell of gunpowder smoke still lingered in the air. The gangsters looked at the massacred corpses lying all over the ground. Cold sweat rolled down their faces and some even trembled uncontrollably.

Everyone's heart felt a little scared.

So many armed men stood there but they were all wiped out by only two people?