Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

Chapter 883 How many times have you driven a car?

"Go away." The cat-eyed woman's voice was as cold as ice.

She raised her long and powerful legs slightly, and her toes wrapped around the neck of a fallen special police officer as nimbly as a poisonous snake, and then she pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two subsequent bullets accurately penetrated his carotid artery, cutting off all hope of life.

Another special police officer who was seriously injured and fell to the ground next to her was not treated by her immediately. His attention was briefly attracted by the cold and efficient posture of this mysterious woman, and he seemed to have forgotten his own danger.

The cat-eyed woman ignored him and trotted onto her heavy armored vehicle, her black skirt swaying slightly with her movements.

The pair of slender long legs wrapped in transparent gradient thick black stockings flashed by.

The path she passed left behind a scent mixed with a unique body fragrance and cold lavender, which formed a strange beauty with her killing posture.

She slammed the heavy door of the armored vehicle shut, no longer paying attention to the defeated soldiers on the street.

In her priority sequence, intercepting Baijiu and Grace was even more important than saving her own life.

She stared at the black BMW that was swerving and fleeing in front of her, her eyes as sharp as a hawk.

Without any hesitation, she stepped on the accelerator of the armored vehicle to the bottom!

The steel behemoth let out a low and powerful roar, and like an enraged prehistoric mammoth, it began to advance brutally on the street!

Upon seeing this, the remaining members of the organization raised their guns and fired wildly at the fast-moving black behemoth!

However, the firepower poured down by dozens of people at the same time on the shell of this special armored vehicle had the effect of scratching an itch, and even failed to scrape off a layer of paint.

The sparks from the bullets flickered in vain, unable to stop it at all.

Under the desperate gaze of the crowd, she drove this almost invincible fortress and quickly disappeared around the corner.

Her driving skills were practically art compared to Grace's disastrous performance.

The vehicle seemed to have life in her hands, moving nimbly and to the limit in the endless stream of cars, always able to pass through seemingly impossible gaps by a hair's breadth.

"What are you looking at! Why are you daydreaming? Get in the car!"

Kava limped to his feet from behind a police car and growled at Vodka, who was still in a daze and seemed to be frightened by the cat-eyed woman.

"Yes! Boss!" Vodka shuddered, quickly adjusted his sunglasses, hurriedly opened the car door and got in.

the other side.

"Very good! Grace! Yes! That's it! Great driving!" Baijiu almost used all his strength to barely coordinate with Grace's stiff arms and fine-tune the steering wheel.

He felt that he was probably the most miserable man in the world—

Not only does he have to command a street escape, but he also has to act as a part-time instructor, teaching a complete novice how to drive amidst gunfire and oncoming traffic.

He could only try to instill some false confidence in Grace through constant and forced encouragement, so that her heart, which was about to jump out of her throat, would calm down a little.

"Keep driving! Don't stop! We can do it now!" Baijiu's voice sounded beside them, unusually calm, as if they were not running for their lives, but taking a leisurely ride.

"Very good! You don't have to drive straight! But please don't stop!" His calmness at this moment was comparable to sitting in the first row of a roller coaster. Everyone around him was screaming, but he was the only one who was enjoying the scenery with an expressionless face, as if the excitement had nothing to do with him.

"Vodka! It's time to show your real skills!" Kava shouted while hurriedly fastening his seat belt.

The vehicle shook violently several times under Vodka's control, almost throwing him out of his seat.

But Cava rarely got angry. Instead, for the first time, he felt that vodka, the "driver", had finally demonstrated its irreplaceable value.

His starting acceleration was indeed cleaner and faster than most people in the organization.

Up ahead, the cat-eyed woman was driving the armored vehicle expressionlessly, like a calm hunter, locking her eyes on the black BMW that was moving in a serpentine manner.

She adjusted the steering wheel steadily with both hands. Facing the dense traffic ahead, her eyes did not fluctuate at all and were terrifyingly calm.

At this moment, the three groups of people competing on this chaotic Roman street are all "prodigies" in the driving world -

A cold-blooded professional killer, a rookie forced into a desperate situation and her "coach", and an honest driver with great potential who is driving a violent boss.

Its intensity and absurdity are no less than a top-level racing competition.

But this game is about life and death.

Grace stared straight ahead with her mouth wide open and a look of primal fear written all over her face.

Although she had just miraculously "overtaken" several cars, she had no idea how she did it - it was as if there was an invisible force helping her control the vehicle.

In fact, that "invisible force" is liquor.

He was practically micromanaging his life, desperately saving the opportunity several times in milliseconds.

If it were just a few seconds later at night, the two of them would have turned into a pile of burning scrap metal along with the BMW.

"Watch the cars! Watch the cars!" Baijiu finally couldn't help but yell. They had already rushed into one of the most heavily trafficked main roads in Rome.

Although the number of vehicles is not as large as the peak hours on weekdays, the most fatal problem is -

They are going in the opposite direction! And at a very fast speed!

This means that the risk of a head-on collision with an oncoming vehicle increases dramatically every second!

Although Grace's eyes were staring straight ahead, her hands seemed to be welded to the steering wheel, rigidly maintaining a certain angle, as if she believed that as long as she didn't move, the car would learn to turn by itself.

"I've never driven against traffic..." Grace's voice became hoarse due to extreme nervousness.

"Nonsense! How many times have you driven a car?!" Baijiu couldn't help but retort, feeling his blood pressure soaring.

Grace simply strolled on the road as if it were her own living room, doing whatever she wanted. She used this BMW to "open up" a path in the oncoming traffic that scared all normal drivers to death.

Baijiu wanted to say something else, but it was too late.

The front of the car driven by Grace, without any suspense, crashed straight into a row of motorcycles parked neatly on the roadside in front!

“Crash!!!!”

Like dominoes being pushed over, the two rows of motorcycles fell to the ground one after another, letting out painful metallic groans.

The BMW finally came to a reluctant halt under the chaotic resistance. The surrounding traffic, which had been turned upside down by them, seemed to return to normal for a moment.

Baijiu did not blame her driving skills.

For someone who was thrown into such a hellish dungeon the first time he touched the steering wheel, being able to breathe alive is the greatest luck and miracle.

He took a deep breath and tried to keep his tone extremely gentle and calm: "Don't be nervous...it's okay. Now, you gently step on the brakes, and then we will restart, okay?"

However, Grace did not follow his instructions.

She roughly, even hysterically, unbuckled her seatbelt, stood up suddenly and pushed the door to get out of the car, as if staying in the driver's seat for one more second would be torture.

Baijiu was completely unprepared, and the handcuffs suddenly pulled his left hand, and half of his body was dragged to the side of the cab by her huge force!

He couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice: Where on earth did Grace get such a strong bull-like strength from?!

"Wait!" Baijiu reacted extremely quickly, immediately stabilizing his center of gravity and exerting force with his arms to pull her back. In terms of absolute strength, she was clearly no match for Baijiu.

Grace's attempt to move was instantly frozen.

Baijiu was very confused and frowned and asked, "What's wrong? Why do you want to get off the car?"

"I quit!" Grace's voice was filled with frustration and intense dissatisfaction, practically screaming, "I can't drive this kind of car!"