Mo Fei stomped on the accelerator, and the entire car seemed to take flight.
From Ji Ze'er's perspective, a mere beat-up Hyundai was almost driven by Mo Fei as if it were a Boeing aircraft.
The FBI agents, of course, shot at the car, but it was useless. Unless it was an anti-material firearm, other firearms were like a tickle to bumblebee.
They could only watch helplessly as the white, beat-up Hyundai drove away.
"Quickly find people to blockade the roads for me, call out those NYPD officers! The suspect is possibly Korean, driving a white Hyundai!" At such a moment, Supervisor Rhode, true to his title, remained calm and gave orders to his subordinates in an orderly fashion.
And the men Braga had left there were naturally wiped out by the FBI.
But Rhodes didn't know that not long after bumblebee burst out of the parking lot, its exterior adjusted, changing back into a yellow Chevrolet.
The entire process was incredibly smooth; even Ji Ze'er, sitting inside, didn't notice the Hyundai suddenly transforming into a Chevrolet.
The reason Mo Fei chose to have bumblebee transform into a Hyundai car and then deliberately curse in front of people was, of course, to pin the blame on the Koreans.
Anyone who saw a Hyundai car and heard "Aishiba" would definitely assume it was a Korean, no doubt about it. These were truly two worldwide symbols of Koreans.
The Hyundai Group was the only super-large conglomerate in Korea that could contend with the Samsung Group. If the Hyundai Jung family hadn't been embroiled in intense internal strife, Samsung would never have become the formidable Samsung Empire it later was. It's worth noting that in the initial struggle between Hyundai and Samsung, Hyundai even held the upper hand.
The Samsung family naturally also had internal strife. Hyundai was ultimately surpassed by Samsung primarily because Hyundai's second-generation leader, Jung Mong-hun, was not as ruthless as Samsung's second-generation leader, Lee Kun-hee. Look at the tragic fates of Lee Kun-hee's siblings; Jung Mong-hun simply lacked the cunning and ruthlessness, even allowing his second elder brother, Jung Mong-koo, to split off Hyundai Motor, the Hyundai Group's most crucial asset. What was the point of even trying after that!
And why did Mo Fei know some Korean?
Mo Fei couldn't help but sigh, wondering why Korean entertainment had become increasingly powerful. A small country had managed to leverage Asia's entertainment industry, simply because their heavy industry films were well-made. China should learn from this, shoot more heavy industry films, and fewer films with effeminate idols, only then can Chinese cinema rise.
"Huh?" Speaking of Samsung, for some unknown reason, the image of a beautiful young girl named Lee suddenly appeared in Mo Fei's mind. It was similar to when Mikayla mentioned East Asia, and he vaguely recalled the image of a pure young girl.
Trying to think more deeply, he couldn't recall, so Mo Fei shook his head: "Never mind, escaping is more important right now."
Before long, Police checkpoints appeared on Mo Fei's escape route, but Mo Fei still passed the inspection with great ease.
After all, you're looking for a Korean driving a Hyundai; what does that have to do with me, a Chinese person driving a Chevrolet?
Having passed through the danger zone, Ji Ze'er breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the quiet Mindy, and then looked at Mo Fei: "If I'm not mistaken, my boss was sniped by you?"
"I killed him," Mo Fei admitted casually, picking up the sniper rifle from the passenger seat: "I fired the shot."
"Why?" Ji Ze'er asked, taking a deep breath.
If she didn't have to maintain her lady-like image, Ji Ze'er truly wanted to give Mo Fei a good beating. Did he think finding a job was easy these days? The signing rate for graduating college students in the U.S. is less than 30% right now.
"He wanted to kill me. I couldn't just stand there with my hands tied and let him, could I?" Mo Fei spread his hands.
"He wanted to kill you? Why?" Ji Ze'er asked, puzzled: "There shouldn't be any connection between you two..."
Wait!
Ji Ze'er suddenly remembered that before leaving their old base, Braga had sent a team to deal with the person who had seduced his wife... "So, that pretty boy who seduced Braga's wife was you?" Ji Ze'er bit her silver teeth, enunciating each word.
"This... Heh heh... Haha!" Mo Fei showed an awkward but polite smile.
Actually, he was also very wronged; this matter wasn't his doing at all. He was taking the blame for his predecessor!
Ji Ze'er was very angry!
If Mindy wasn't here, and it wouldn't look bad to hit him in front of his sister, she'd immediately punch him in the chest with her little fists, believe it or not?
No wonder Braga had suddenly become wary of her today; it was probably because of Mo Fei, making him doubt her loyalty.
This scoundrel!
Not only did he cause chaos everywhere, but he also ruined her job.
Under the cover of night in New York, the dilapidated yellow Chevrolet drove down a long tree-lined avenue. The NYPD Police cars were completely unaware that the culprit they were pursuing had just passed right under their noses.
Supervisor Rhode once again chewed out his subordinates, for Braga's matter, the FBI had expended so much manpower and resources, only to end up with a complete mess.
Braga Group's second-in-command was sniped, the third-in-command was driven away by a Korean, and the supposed Braga himself was just an actor... If nothing unexpected happened, he would either be fired by the Deputy Director or demoted... Many thanks to Yue Jingxingchen for the generous reward.