Were the terrorists coming in?

Avery and the two clerks looked at each other. Suddenly, they were nervous, and they did not dare to move.

The footsteps got closer and closer to them.

One of the clerks collapsed and almost made a sound, and the other clerk put her hand over her mouth, forcing her to stop.

The sound was approaching. As the black shadow suddenly covered them, the two clerks couldn't help but scream.

"Are you all right?" A man's voice interrupted their screams.

Avery raised her head and was suddenly stunned. It was the man in the car.

The man also stared at her, looking up and down, as if to make sure whether she was hurt.

Avery lowered her head hurriedly, and she found that she did not dare to look at the man, who let her think of Evan.

"We're fine." A clerk found the man was not a terrorist and left her fear behind.

The man's eyes reflected Avery's shadow.

Avery still didn't say anything.

"Is there anything going on?" The man was a little anxious when he saw Avery kept silent.

It's weird. Why did the strange man care about her?

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, as well as the sound of police cars.

A clerk stood up, relaxed when she saw police coming, and said to them, "It's the police."

Avery and the other clerk also stood up. A few policemen came in, looked at the clerk who had just been shot down by the sniper gun and then took out the camera to take a few pictures. Some took out the pen and notebook, while some asked them several questions and made a record.

After making a record, the police sealed the scene, left their contact information, and said they still had a lot of work to deal with. They told them that it was not safe here and let them leave quickly.

"Do you want me to take you back?" The man-made another suggestion to drive Avery back.

Avery didn't pay attention to him and sped up in order to get rid of this strange man.

When Avery went out, she found that the street was a mess.

Many of the surrounding cars have been forced to stop, and many of the cars parked in the street have been hit. There was also the smell of exhaust smoke and dust in the air.

Not far away, a police officer routinely recorded the license plates of cars in a booklet, reminded them when he saw them, "If you're going downtown, you'd better make a detour. Now the police are chasing terrorists. In order to ensure the safety of nearby citizens, the roads ahead have been blockaded."

Avery dumped her bodyguards, so there was no car for her. She gnawed her teeth and said, "Are the nearby bus and subway still running?"

"They're all blockaded. If you want to take them, you'll wait for more than three hours. If you don't want anything to happen, you'd better make a detour. The terrorists have guns. The police are going after the terrorists all over the city today. Go back home and make sure you're safe."

Avery nodded her head, and she knew it's fierce when she saw so many police cars were destroyed.

The glass fragments of many cars, as well as the blood, were left on the ground, which showed the full speed at which the terrorists were desperate to drive and flee.

Evan could not help frowning. The situation was more serious than he had expected, but the stubborn woman was alert to him and refused to let him take her back.

Glancing at her, he walked up to her and was ready to open the car door and get into the car.

"Hey." Avery suddenly stopped him.

Evan giggled but turned expressionless when he turned his head.

"Can you take me back?"

"You just turned me down."

Avery bit her lips, and she was a little embarrassed when she wanted his help.

But it's dangerous to stay here, and she didn't have a car.

"I'll pay you the fare."

It's too dangerous. Evan just wanted to bring her out of here, and then opened the door, "Get in the car."

It's a black car. The first time Avery had been in his car, it had been an unpleasant experience.

She's got a mini-gun in her boots. If the man wanted to do something to her, she would take out the gun.

The man also sat in the car. Because he was tall, the space in the car was narrowed.

Avery leaned against the door. As the man leaned against her, Avery touched the boot.

The atmosphere in the car was tense. If she had another way, she would not choose to sit in the car.

Evan gave her a look and saw her hand in the boot. Avery liked to take the mini-gun he gave to her with her. So was she taking the gun out?

With a low smile, Evan stretched out to her. Avery pulled out the gun and pressed it against his chest.

Evan was only one fist away from her. Although the gun was pointed at him, he didn't stop and fastened her seat belt.

"Fasten your seat belt." Evan looked at her, trying to kiss her. If he really kissed her, she would really shoot him.

He took a look at the police car and the full pieces of debris and ordered the driver to drive.

The driver drove to the direction of the city.

It was afternoon. Several police cars were scattered around the entrance at the nearby expressway.

The police carefully checked each car. They asked drivers and passengers to hand over the identity cards, let them get off, and used the instrument to scan for dangerous goods.

"Give me the gun." Evan reminded Avery.

If the police found her gun, they'd put them on the suspect list.

At this time, a policeman knocked at the window.

A few policemen came to them, and Avery immediately put the gun back to the boot.

"Please get out of the car." The police opened the door and asked them to come out for an inspection.

The situation at the scene was so chaotic that all they could do was cooperate.

Avery was a little nervous. She had a gun on her, and the police had the instrument in their hands.

A policeman asked Evan to face the car and used the instrument to scan him back and forth a few times. The instrument did not make a suspicious sound, which indicated that no dangerous goods had been detected.

At this time, the policeman took a look at Avery, "Ma'am, please cooperate with us."