Chapter 1590 Don’t panic, there is still a chance
Ye Feng actually doesn't like this kind of black car driver who picks up passengers on the way.

Hearing this, I subconsciously wanted to wave my hand.

But Zhuang Xiaoqiao pointed to the long queue at the taxi waiting area and said, "If we wait here, we'll probably have to wait for a while."

"If his car isn't parked far away, there's no harm in going over and taking a look."

"It just so happens that I really hate American taxis. Most of them reek of alcohol and various unpleasant odors, and the hygiene conditions are worrying."

The black uncle probably didn't understand what was going on, so he just kept on saying, "Really? A brand new Mercedes."

“Just on the spicy side…”

As he spoke, he pointed to an area not far away.

Seeing this, Ye Feng simply nodded and said, "Take us to have a look."

The black uncle was obviously overjoyed. He nodded and bowed repeatedly and began to lead the way.

When leading the way, he was very enthusiastic and wanted to help Ye Feng carry the luggage and so on.

However, Ye Feng always felt that this man had a cunning aura, so he did not hand over the luggage to him.

When I got into a brand new Mercedes-Benz s600, I placed my luggage at my feet and did not choose the trunk.

The black uncle didn't force anything.

But when he sat in the driver's seat, he looked at the luggage at Ye Feng's feet several times, intentionally or unintentionally.

Ye Feng didn't think much about it. After asking him to drive to a nearby hotel, he took a look at the Mercedes-Benz S600.

To be honest, he was actually quite surprised.

Because this really is a brand new Mercedes-Benz S600, and it is a top-of-the-line model worth over five million yuan, and it seems that almost no one has sat in it before.

Even in China, such a car is a top-notch luxury car that only people with a net worth of at least hundreds of millions can afford to buy.

I didn't expect that in the United States, it would be used as an illegal taxi by a black man?
The black uncle noticed his scrutiny and stretched out two dark, calloused fingers, "two-hundred-dollar!"

"Two hundred, rose gold!"

“New-car!”

"No problem." Ye Feng nodded and had no objection to the price.

Two hundred dollars for a taxi may seem a bit outrageous in other scenarios, but for a brand new top-of-the-line Mercedes-Benz S600, it is considered good value for money.

So, he simply agreed.

The black uncle seemed quite satisfied when he heard the voice. He smiled and started the car a little awkwardly.

Seeing that he was still unfamiliar with driving, Ye Feng asked casually in a whisper, "Master, is your driving skill okay?"

When the black uncle heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then he said in a panic, "Of course it's no problem, it's just that I just got this car and I'm a little unaccustomed to it."

"I've had my driver's license for many years."

"I am also very familiar with the road conditions in this area."

As he drove the car out of the airport, he suddenly accelerated and drove directly into a deserted road.

Seeing this, Ye Feng immediately felt something was wrong and sat up straight, "Stop the car!"

But the black uncle seemed not to hear what he said and continued to step on the accelerator.

"Fuck!" Ye Feng couldn't help but curse and pretended to pounce towards the driver's seat.

But at this moment, several black figures emerged from both sides of the road ahead.

Everyone held a submachine gun in their hands. "Chinese, stop struggling and hand over all your belongings."

The black uncle also sneered at this time.

He slowly parked the car next to the black figures.

His eyes were fixed on the suitcase at Ye Feng's feet.

Zhuang Xiaoqiao probably hadn't reacted yet. He opened his eyes dazedly and asked as if he had just woken up from a dream, "What's going on? Why are there so many people outside pointing guns at us?"

"We got robbed." Ye Feng answered her and quickly asked, "Where are those guys who came with you from China and protected you secretly?"

"Still around?"

Zhuang Xiaoqiao was a little flustered, "Ah, robbery?"

"I thought that if they followed you, they wouldn't be in any danger, so I arranged for them to do the preliminary preparations for the gambling warehouse for us while we were on the plane."

"What should we do now?"

Ye Feng has already tensed up his whole body, "It's different here than back home. In free America, gunfights happen every day. These black people will really shoot!"

"Murder or something like that is probably not something to worry about for them."

"Even if we hand the things over to them, there's a high probability that we won't be able to escape unscathed!"

Zhuang Xiaoqiao's panic grew even stronger. "Then, then what should we do?"

"These people have now surrounded the car, and their guns are pointed at us."

"We are in the car again, your strength is restricted, and you can't fully exert it..."

"Don't panic, there is still a chance." Ye Feng comforted her.

"Now keep this panicking posture, pretend to be very scared, and slowly shrink your body completely below the height of the car window..."

As he said this, he saw the black man in front of him waving at him impatiently, "Hurry up, bring me that suitcase!"

He immediately paid attention to Zhuang Xiaoqiao's operation of shrinking his body, pretending to be very nervous, slowly picked up the suitcase and handed it to the black man.

When the black guy saw this scene, his eyes lit up.

Without even bothering to turn off the car, he quickly turned around and took the suitcase with both hands.

His accomplices probably also felt that Ye Feng and Zhuang Xiaoqiao were not threatening at all. Although they were still surrounding the two sides of the Mercedes-Benz S600, they had already put down their submachine guns.

At this moment, Ye Feng pretended to be unstable, and fell on the black man's right foot on the accelerator along with his suitcase.

hold head high!
With the roar of the accelerator, the Mercedes-Benz S600 rushed out like an arrow.

The black guy obviously didn't react for a moment.

He cursed "Fuck!" and pretended to grab Ye Feng roughly while stepping on the brakes at the same time.

However, before he could take a step, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his left knee.

The entire left leg had been broken off and was folded outward at a strange angle on his right leg!

"Damn yellow monkey, you actually cheated!" The black guy immediately let out a scream, and at the same time, he turned around and touched Ye Feng's waist.

When Ye Feng saw this action, he knew that he probably had a gun.

He pushed away the hand that was reaching out to him, pulled out an M1911, and without any hesitation fired another shot at the hand that was reaching out to him again.

After that, he unbuckled the driver's seat belt, controlled the steering wheel with one hand, rushed to the driver's seat, and kicked the old black dog out of the car!

(End of this chapter)