Chapter 493

Dong Wenfeng's speed was very fast, and there were relatively few cars out of the city, so he was almost on the edge of the city in less than an hour.

"It's the intersection ahead. He's ready to start. He's driving very fast!" the mule received a report from his motorcyclist and ordered the man he had arranged there.

While the mule gave the order, a 14 wheeled heavy truck, which had already bypassed here, had started in the other direction of the intersection.

Dong Wenfeng's sports car.

The needle like danger warning has gradually disappeared, because Dong Wenfeng has locked down the people who are tracking him.

When he walked around the city, only the motorcycle followed him like a shadow.

Although the other side is also professional and has strong anti reconnaissance ability, it still seems too immature in front of Dong Wenfeng.

"Hum!" when Dong Wenfeng's car was about to reach the intersection, it was the side of the red light, and a big truck roared over.

The driver in the truck caught the right time. The truck almost reached the middle of the intersection at the same time as Dong Wenfeng's sports car.

Inside the truck, the driver has shown a ferocious smile. He believes that what happens immediately can get more benefits from the boss.

At this critical moment, Dong Wenfeng in the sports car showed a contemptuous smile.

He guessed several ways that the other party would use, and making a car accident is not a high success rate way to kill people - especially if you want to kill him.

Dong Wenfeng fiercely turned the steering wheel with his left hand and pulled up his handbrake with his right hand.

"Hiss..."

The fierce friction between the tires of the sports car and the ground makes a very harsh cry. Thanks to the strong performance of the sports car itself, the car doesn't feel off the ground at all, and the grip is very strong.

Dong Wenfeng's sports car crossed a track that could be called graceful and passed by the heavy truck that hit directly.

"No!" the driver in the truck didn't expect that Dong Wenfeng could react at such a fast speed. What's more, Dong Wenfeng's mastery of the sports car has reached such a terrible level.

Dong Wenfeng's sports car flashed past, while the heavy truck rushed across the whole row of cars opposite like a stiff Mustang.

The driver in the heavy truck had no choice but to slam on the brake and turn the steering wheel.

But the truck can't have a sports car, which is easy to control. Moreover, in order to ensure that Dong Wenfeng can be completely killed, the driver has driven full horsepower.

The three meter high truck turned over on its side.

"Boom." the truck fell heavily to the ground, and the cockpit changed shape, scarlet blood flowed out, and the people inside were dead.

Not far away, the motorist was witnessing the scene.

Dong Wenfeng had already determined that he was following himself, so without any hesitation, he directly started the sports car again and rushed towards the motorcycle.

The man on the motorcycle looked bad and wanted to escape in time, but how could his motorcycle run past a sports car with an ejection start.

Dong Wenfeng's sports car had stopped in front of him as soon as it shook its tail.

The guy threw the motorcycle away like he slipped away, but Dong Wenfeng had already stood in front of him.

"Shit, die!"

The motorcyclist took out a short knife from his arms and stabbed Dong Wenfeng.

Dong Wenfeng flashed aside, his left hand became a hand knife and hit the motorcyclist's joint heavily.

"Ka - ah!" with the sound of broken bones, the motorcyclist screamed, "clang", and the short knife fell to the ground.

Dong Wenfeng put his hand around his neck and directly lifted him up.

The motorcyclist kept struggling. His face had turned purple and could not breathe right away.

"Bang." Dong Wenfeng released his hand and the motorcyclist fell to the ground.

"Come on, who sent you?" Dong Wenfeng asked faintly. There was a very strong murderous spirit on the whole person.

"Cough, cough, cough." the motorcyclist coughed for a long time and finally gasped. Although he was Wang Zhifei's subordinate, he also saw a lot of messy troubles, but no one, like Dong Wenfeng, directly brought him the fear of death.

"I, my boss's nickname is mule, and we are all under brother Fei." the motorcyclist did not hesitate. He was very wise in his choice of life and loyalty to the boss.

"Brother Fei?" Dong Wenfeng asked suspiciously.

"Oh, no, Wang Zhifei is the vice captain of the Criminal Police Brigade. We are all his men. He gave us the order yesterday. Let us... Er..." the motorcyclist looked at Dong Wenfeng in fear and didn't dare to go on.

"Let you kill me?" Dong Wenfeng helped him finish.

"Er, yes... But the order was given by the bastard Wang Zhifei, and the planning was made by mules. We just eat and act according to the order!" the motorcyclist quickly explained that he was really afraid that the evil star really wanted to kill himself.

He knew that the murderous spirit just now could not be possessed by ordinary people.

"OK, I see. Take out your mobile phone." Dong Wenfeng said faintly.

Without hesitation, the motorcyclist quickly took out his mobile phone and unlocked it.

"Call Wang Zhifei," Dong Wenfeng continued.

"Ah?" the motorcyclist hesitated.

"Didn't you hear what I said?" Dong Wenfeng's eyes narrowed, and his murderous spirit showed up again.

"Yes, yes, I'll call now, I'll call now." the motorcyclist didn't dare to delay any more, so he had to call Wang Zhifei.

"Hello?"

The phone is through.

Dong Wenfeng took the mobile phone and said, "Wang Zhifei, remember me?"

"You? You bastard? No, you shouldn't have now?" Wang Zhifei certainly remembers the voice of the man who broke his hand bone yesterday, but he still can't believe that his men missed. You know, these people are all professionally trained.

"I gave you a chance of my life, but you didn't seize it." Dong Wenfeng's tone was very calm, as if he was chatting with others, but the content of the chat really made people feel cold all over.

"Now, it's my turn. No matter which force is behind you, no matter what background you have and your life, I'll get it tomorrow."

Dong Wenfeng said that and threw the phone back to the motorcyclist.