Chapter 843: Jack showing off his driving skills and the judge turning into a hornet's nest
Almost at the same time when Rourke drove the Raptor F150 out of the parking lot, the FBI and ASP officers also arrived at the scene, and a highway chase began.
The Little in Little Rock's name is really worthy of its name. Rourke only took less than 10 minutes to cross the city, and after crossing the bridge to the north bank of the Arkansas River, he turned west and drove onto the I-40 highway.
The GMC "Business Star" driven by the FBI was obviously not suitable for participating in the highway chase. Jack directly requisitioned an ASP Dodge Charger and followed with Clay.
It stands to reason that drag racing with girls is the standard, but who can blame this for not being a normal highway race? Jack is very confident in his driving skills, but his opponent has a gun. At this time, it is the right choice to bring the teammate with the highest force value.
However, when Rourke's Raptor F150 drove onto the highway, Jack found that he was a bit of a burden with a 200-pound strong man, because the judge was so eager to step on the accelerator and the speed of the desperate chase never dropped below 180 kilometers.
At this speed, it is naturally unlikely that there will be a gunfight, and even the PIT is very dangerous. The saying that running over a small stone can take off directly may be a bit exaggerated, but the consequence of not holding the steering wheel firmly is definitely the destruction of the car and the death of people.
ASP highway patrol is not as reckless as the public thinks. The premise of the PIT suspect vehicle is that it cannot endanger ordinary social vehicles passing nearby. Therefore, although other patrol police cars joined the chase from time to time at the beginning, everyone tacitly kept following.
Dodge has two muscle cars with the name of Hellcat. One is the Challenger Hellcat, a two-door one, which is closer to a sports car.
Another one is Jack's plainclothes police car in New York, a four-door Charger Hellcat.
Someone who was used to driving a Charger Hellcat only warmed up a little, and then he completely mastered the performance of the ASP Charger police car.
After following several ASP police cars for a while, Jack finally couldn't hold back the agitation brought by adrenaline, and stepped on the accelerator hard, which led to the scene that made Clay sweat on his forehead before.
After a Raptor F150 and a row of ASP-painted police cars ran on the I-40 highway for more than ten minutes, the ASP police helicopter, which was rarely dispatched, also showed up to watch the battle.
The police radio station occasionally received notifications from the dispatch center. As the highway patrol officers along the way controlled the traffic flow at multiple intersections, the private vehicles along the way gradually disappeared.
As the traffic gradually became sparse, no private vehicles could be seen in the same lane for several minutes, and Jack's accelerator had been stepped to the bottom.
The low engine sound of the Dodge Charger roared again. Clay had no time to pay attention to the road signs and trees that flew by on both sides of the car window. His focus was only on the speedometer and the Raptor F150 that was getting closer and closer not far away.
100 miles (160 kilometers). 110 miles (177 kilometers). 120 miles (193 kilometers). Seeing the huge reinforced bumper of the Charger police car getting closer and closer to the left rear wheel of the Raptor F150, Clay's heart was also raised to his throat.
The roar of the engine gradually changed from a low and powerful roar to a sharp explosion, almost covering the harsh low-frequency sirens. The four ASP police cars that were robbed of the C position fell behind unwillingly, suppressing the anger in their hearts and trying to maintain a safe distance.
Rourke had obviously noticed Jack's intention through the rearview mirror, but the Raptor F150 he was driving had not been modified. Even if he stepped on the accelerator, he could only reach a top speed of 125 miles (201 kilometers).
Watching the front of the police car getting closer and closer to the back of his car, the former judge immediately made up his mind and stepped on the brakes.
"Squeak~~~"
The sharp brake sound was accompanied by rising green smoke. The Raptor F150 stopped in the middle of the road after leaving a nearly 30-meter-long brake mark.
Jack's reaction was extremely fast. Almost at the same time as he noticed the other party braking, he also stepped on the brakes instantly. The bodies of the two suddenly leaned forward under the action of inertia, and the seat belts made a creaking sound under the heavy load.
When the front of the Dodge Charger passed the body of the Raptor F150, Jack suddenly released the brake under his feet, turned the steering wheel sharply, pulled the handbrake, and lightly stepped on the accelerator.
The tires left four strange charred layers on the highway. The Dodge Charger turned sideways and then began to drift on the spot. The front of the car turned 180 degrees and aimed steadily at the Raptor F150 less than 5 meters away.
"Boom!" Jack throttled on the spot, making a wave of provocative noise.
The next second, "bang!"
An ASP police car dragged a long brake mark and rammed the right side of the Raptor pickup at a speed of no less than 60 kilometers per hour.
Even the Raptor F150, which is famous for its full-size pickup truck body, could not withstand such a powerful blow. The body was directly hit sideways, and then the second ASP police car rushed over and hit the middle of the body with another "bang".
Before Rourke, who was hit hard, could react, the third ASP police car rushed over and rammed the left front tire of the Raptor F150 without thinking, completely paralyzing the pickup truck.
"Let me see your hands!"
"Put your hands up!"
"Get out of the car, you bastard!"
"Open the door! Asshole!"
Jack hurriedly put the car into reverse gear, and the ASP Dodge Charger he had stolen immediately fell back more than ten meters, away from the crossfire of the angry ASP police officers.
Then someone shouted a warning, "Gun!"
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Clay, who was about to unbuckle his seat belt and get out of the car, froze his right hand in front of his chest, staring at the scene in front of him in amazement. After a while, he turned to look at Jack, who was also shocked, and said, "Next time you come to Arkansas, be sure to remind me not to speed here."
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After Howard Rourke was beaten into a hornet's nest by the ASP state police for trying to resist, the wanted criminal team did not return to New York directly, but stayed in a high-end private hot spring club in Hot Springs that was not open to the public.
There are not many places to visit in this small national park of Hot Spring City, or in other words, there is nothing special compared to national parks such as the Grand Canyon that are famous for their natural scenery.
But there are hot springs here, as in "Spring cold gives bathing in Huaqing Pool, hot spring water washes the fat", when the two girls around him put on beautiful bikinis and bathed in the steaming pool water,
the heat in Jack's heart was like the magma hidden under the thin crust under his feet, whether it was cold beer or whiskey filled with ice, it turned into firewood the moment it flowed into his throat.