Tough Servant Taste Wife.
131: PTRI: Plan to sink together
"What is this you are?! Shoot it, aren't you a dick?!" angered the man who was driving this car to his next-door friend for not being able to shoot the target properly.
Though it has come this far, but if it fails even though it has made them all desperate to attack them in broad daylight like this, their hopes will definitely be dashed.
"You think it's easy to shoot them?" This plontos-headed man protest is because he is considered as an incompetent person, even though he himself has done his best to shoot.
"That's your part, so if it fails, it's not the same as not being a bitch?" Expose this man, still chasing the car in front of him at high speed, until they both hit the red light, and make the highway show chaos.
"Tch, just drive, but your mouth is noisy." Curse this man against his coworker, because it can only talk nonsense, but the process to shoot alone is also not as easy as just pulling the trigger.
"Huh?" Lazy to respond to people who are not working, this man immediately increased the speed of his car to above 80 Km/hour and continues to increase as time goes on.
"You shut up, keep driving properly, I'll use that as my brief fight." The lyrics of this guy, he who doesn't like to be in a dwarf don't becus just because he didn't manage to shoot properly, he immediately replaced his weapon with a larger one that was carried and placed in the passenger seat.
Once he had taken out the weapon with him onto the car, this man directly shouldered the slightly heavier weapon and directly targeted the car in front.
"Although it's a pity, the woman in there died without greeting me first with the right greeting, but I had to take you to the afterlife with your Boss." Mumbled this man. Once he had successfully aimed at the target, his fingertips pulled the trigger.
And in the blink of an eye, on the fairly crowded road, suddenly just above them directly crossed with a small missile which however had a pretty decent explosion.
TIN...TIN....TIN!
There was a lot of chaos because their car both drove in a fairly reckless way.
While in Alves' own position, he immediately gave the order when he knew there was a missile flying away towards the three of them.
"What?! You want us to drown ourselves?" Orson asked with a surprised face.
"From us being shot to death by a missile that's flying towards us, isn't it better to get in the water?" elly supports Alves' decision. He can only agree on whatever decision Alves makes at the moment, because there is no other way to stop the missiles being fired at them. "And even if I drown, can't anyone save me?"
Alves, as soon as he heard that Elly apparently believed in his plan, he was a little happy about it.
Whether it comes from where the pleasure of Elly believing it, even though by drowning themselves, then it is the same as making the incident that recently happened to Elly repeated again, and again, Alves will continue to carry out the emergency plan.
Therefore, Orson who was responsible for making them go to the place they were headed, immediately increased the speed of his car.
'Today is a pretty crazy day. Not just today, but every day! How could I have a friend once a superior who had a different attitude than seven years ago? Never mind, because the important thing is to be safe, it is better to enter the river.' Orson, who had no choice but to comply with Alves' decision, immediately stepped on the gas deeply.
Once there was a corner in front of them, Orson immediately slammed the steering wheel by choosing the road to the left.
And the missile that missed could not follow its target, managed to make a shop in front of it, exploded.
"They are crazy. But luckily you're fishing to a quieter place." Elly said, so calm to see someone chasing her.
"Why don't you panic?" Ask Orson.
"Why should I panic? If I freak out, don't you get scared too?" Elly's lyrics, she's ready to take off her seatbelt.
"Both of you, focus, there's a river ahead." Sela Alves, however the situation they were in, the three of them actually could not panic for so long, because in the end, they were both used to it.