mtl008 Chapter 301: Under the cover of night, Liu Junhui escapes on a motorcycle
Chapter 301: Under the cover of night, Liu Junhui escapes on a motorcycle
When Zhu Xinfa was assembling the three-wheeled motorcycle, he added an extra spring.
The double springs cushion the impact, keeping the three-wheeled motorcycle safe and sound.
Of course, Liu Junhui's quick braking after discovering the large truck blocking the road was also an important factor in saving the motorcycle.
Liu Junhui quickly straightened the three-wheeled motorcycle and climbed up.
Military three-wheeled motorcycles have excellent off-road performance.
In order to prepare for dangerous situations, Liu Junhui had observed the grassland many times and knew which direction to escape to.
Liu Junhui stepped on the accelerator hard, and the tricycle galloped across the grass like a wild horse.
The wheels splashed up pieces of mud and grass, and the dust rolled behind the car, like a yellow dragon galloping on the grass, majestic and powerful.
This creates a natural cover.
Behind them, Zhu Dagan and his two brothers immediately opened fire in the direction Liu Junhui was driving to escape.
"Da da da……"
Bursts of fierce gunfire suddenly rang out, echoing throughout the grassland.
Countless bullets poured down like dense raindrops, hitting the three-wheeled motorcycle.
Fortunately, Zhu Xinfa also added a steel plate to the rear of the three-wheeled motorcycle.
Accompanied by a crisp crash, the body of the three-wheeled motorcycle began to shake violently, as if it would fall apart at any time.
However, the metal of the military three-wheeled motorcycle is extremely hard, and the metal shell is covered with bullet holes of varying depths, sparks flying everywhere, but it cannot fall apart.
Liu Junhui sat in the driver's seat with a serious expression, his hands tightly gripping the two handles, his eyes firm and resolute.
She crouched down to avoid the bullets hitting her upper body.
She stepped on the accelerator to the limit, and the tricycle sped away like an arrow.
At the same time, she changed direction flexibly, dodging left and right to avoid those deadly bullets.
Even so, a bullet hit her helmet, making a crisp sound.
Zhu Dagan and his two brothers would not stop until they killed Liu Junhui. They ran wildly and kept shooting.
Sweat gradually seeped out of Liu Junhui's forehead. She knew very well that she must not stop or slow down. Only by accelerating continuously could she have hope of survival.
Suddenly, a bullet hit the left tire of the military three-wheeled motorcycle squarely.
There was a loud bang and the tricycle shook violently, almost overturning.
Fortunately, the tires of the military three-wheeled motorcycle were not air-filled, but filled with special materials, so there was no blowout.
Liu Junhui's heart sank, but she did not panic. Instead, she quickly adjusted the posture of the three-wheeled motorcycle and stabilized the body.
At this moment, several bullets whizzed past her ears, which was extremely thrilling.
The sharp whistling sound of the bullet made her gasp, her heartbeat rapidly increased, and cold sweat slid down her cheeks.
The grass was not flat, and Liu Junhui's body rose and fell violently with the violent shaking of the car.
She gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands, her eyes fixed firmly on the front. Nothing could stop her from escaping.
The strong wind from the high-speed motorcycle made her eyes sore, and the splashing sand and stones hit her cheeks painfully, but she gritted her teeth and persevered.
Along the way, Liu Junhui encountered various obstacles, including large pits, small slopes, and rocks protruding from the ground.
Every obstacle could cause her to flip over and get into trouble.
With her superb driving skills and tenacious perseverance, she skillfully escaped danger time and time again.
Gradually, the sound of bullets hitting the car became weaker and weaker, indicating that Zhu Dagan and other criminals behind her were getting farther and farther away from her.
Finally, the gunshots disappeared, but Liu Junhui did not relax her vigilance.
At this time, the large truck that was blocking the road had already been bypassed.
Liu Junhui immediately adjusted the status of the three-wheeled motorcycle and drove the motorcycle onto the road.
When they reached the highway, the three-wheeled motorcycles were moving faster, like lightning. Zhu Dagan's car was not as fast as the military three-wheeled motorcycles, and he could not catch up even if he wanted to.
The military three-wheeled motorcycle was riddled with bullet holes, but suffered no major damage.
It didn’t matter that there were only a few of the 200 kilograms of fish left in the truck bed. Now, more than 200 kilograms of fish were just a drop in the ocean for Liu Junhui.
In fact, as the chairman, Liu Junhui doesn't care at all about the small money her mother-in-law earns from selling fish.
However, she knew that letting her mother-in-law earn some money by selling fish would increase her sense of self-worth, allowing her to live a more fulfilling and happy life.
When Liu Junhui drove a three-wheeled motorcycle back to the door of Unit 4, Building 11 of the staff housing complex, he was still terrified, and the sound of the gangsters' gunshots seemed to still ring in his mind.
Her appearance at this moment could only be described as extremely miserable.
Her clothes were so tattered that they could no longer be called clothes. They were just strips of cloth hanging on her body, making her look like a native of the primitive mountains and forests.
The strips of cloth were covered with mud, and some places were stained with leaves and grass.
Although she was wearing a military women's helmet on her head, her hair was disheveled, as if it had been pulled by someone, hanging down in strands, covering her pale face.
Through the hair, one could see that her face was filled with fear and exhaustion. Her originally rosy skin had now turned as pale as paper, completely bloodless.
Her originally clear eyes turned blood red, as if they had lost their life.
Her hands were shaking as she gripped the steering wheel tightly, barely able to stop the three-wheeled motorcycle.
The three-wheeled motorcycle finally stopped after shaking violently.
As soon as she got out of the car, she collapsed to the ground.
She leaned against the wall and with the help of the wall, she stood up with difficulty, gasping for breath, her body limp, as if she would fall to the ground at any time.
With great willpower, Liu Junhui staggered up to the second floor, took out the room key with trembling hands and opened the door.
The family had made an appointment to have dinner together today, so Li Yonggang had already returned home.
Li Yonggang and Zhou Huaying were shocked when they saw Liu Junhui's appearance.
After seeing Yonggang and her mother-in-law, Liu Junhui forced a smile and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm back..."
Before she could finish her words, her vision went dark and she staggered and fainted.
Li Yonggang and his mother-in-law hurried forward to support her, helped her into the living room, and let her lean against the sofa.
Zhou Huaying looked at Huihui with concern and asked softly, "Huihui, what happened? Who beat you up like this?"
However, at this time, Liu Junhui was speechless.
Li Yonggang quickly poured a glass of water and sat next to Junhui. He held Junhui's shoulders with one hand and brought the glass of water to Junhui's lips with the other hand.
Liu Junhui drank a few sips of water and regained some energy.
In a weak voice, she recounted what happened to her on the road.
When Li Yonggang heard this, he became furious.
He clenched his fists tightly and said through gritted teeth: "These bastards! I will never let them go!"