Song Heping sharply turned the wheel, the old Toyota Camry roared like a beast. He saw clearly that Nura was pinned on the scorching asphalt, with a black tactical boot from an Egypt Ministry of Interior special forces officer pressing down on her neck.
The brake pads began to scream from fifty meters out.
When the speed dropped to fifty miles per hour, Song Heping sharply turned the steering wheel while pulling the handbrake, the front wheels locked up, and the car's tail swung like a Komodo dragon's whipping tail, hitting the surprised special forces officer hard.
The officer flew out like a cannonball, smashing into the windshield of a police pickup truck a few meters away.
Bang—
In the moment of metal collision, the whole world seemed to tremble.
The crowd around screamed.
This time there was no need for the special forces to intimidate them, they scattered and fled like birds startled by gunfire.
