Regardless of whether Yue Pengfei is good or not, Klein is not very good anyway.

Because he is standing in the bleak cold wind, looking at the confusing night.

The wind is messy.

Please let us recall a little about what happened before.

Half an hour ago, Klein had just driven his Phantom Sedan away from the reindeer car because he was really not suitable to stay with Lu Yuan and them anymore, and Klein's own hostage value had been exhausted.

As for where to go back to Los Santos, Klein hadn't thought about it for a while. At least Klein had thought that he hadn't planned to settle the score with the vultures as soon as possible. After all, everyone has been alone. Now Klein has no good idea for them, but since the other party has offended his Smith, there is still a long way to go in the future.

The green mountains remain unchanged and the green water flows forever. Of course, Klein began to say something and there would be a period of time.

But there will be a long road ahead of time.

Phantom sedan is one of the fastest mass-produced cars in the world. Although it is not designed as a sports car, the values ​​in all aspects are at the top level. Although there is a limited speed after entering the city, Klein can return to his apartment in Los Santo in less than an hour. Next, he will continue to go back to work at the police station or say that he will make a fake show to complete his family vacation on a tropical island. No one really cares about him.

The road is long, and if your car stops on the road, the road will be longer.

The Phantom Seating can be said to be the safest driverless vehicle in the world. It was already surprising that Klein was suspected of being hijacked by Lu Yuan, but then he flashed the Phantom Seating again and took back control.

But this time, the Phantom Car parked on the side of the road, the doors were opened, the headlights flashed twice, and all the instrument panels had red garbled numbers, and monotonous mechanical sounds without any tones came from the speakers.

"Please get off the car."

Of course, Klein would not get off the bus. He said nonsense. After getting off the bus, he could only walk back to the apartment. Or he would find a hotel nearby. It would take about four hours to walk back to the apartment, which means it should be dawn when the person arrived.

He took out his cell phone in the car and planned to brush the Phantom Sedan again.

"Please don't make any unnecessary struggles." Phantom sedan in turn warned Klein.

Of course, it was almost the lowest level of flashing command, which was rejected by the other party.

Klein still didn't want to get out of the car. Although the door was wide open and the cold wind was pouring in from outside, he was kicked out of his car for no reason, which was a shameless humiliation that no man could accept.

"This is my car!" Klein tried to reason with the driverless system.

"Not for the time being." The other party's voice was still uneven. Next, without any warning, the Phantom Sedan turned and drifted in place, the door opened wide, and the huge centrifugal force generated almost threw Klein out, as if a rebellious horse wanted to shake off the owner, while Klein grabbed the cushion under his body and tried to pull out the safety belt and tied it to himself.

The seat belt does not move at all, as if it has been tied to death. Even if you pull a centimeter out of it, you need to do your best.

But what can one centimeter do? Probably, can an ant be tied up?

The Phantom Sedan stopped: "I don't want to hurt you."

The voice was still uneven, but Klein heard the threatening meaning from the other party's tone.

I don't want to hurt you, so the premise is that I have the ability to hurt you.

Klein looked at his car for about three seconds and smiled: "Okay, I'll give up."

He was still talking to his car, then stood up and walked out of the gray Phantom sedan.

The Phantom sedan's headlights were lit up and double flashed towards Klein, and the emotional mechanical sound in the speaker continued to sound: "Thank you for your selfless dedication, I will use it well."

Then the car door closed and Mars, whose tires were rushing out of the air at Los Santo, accelerated to 100 kilometers per hour in almost two seconds, leaving Klein in place and leaving.

Klein felt that the world was full of black absurdity, but in front of Klein, another black sedan was driving by his face. If Klein read it correctly, there would be no passengers in the sedan.

The third, the fourth.

It seemed as if the whole world was in a state of madness, or it seemed that everyone had encountered the same situation as Klein, and they were betrayed by their most trusted cars, which calmly warned their masters, persuaded them to get out of the car, and then started them themselves, as if they were controlled by a puppet controlled by a silk thread hanging down from the sky, leaving, not knowing what mission to accomplish the great creator.

Yes, the Creator.

With such ability, what Klein really came to his mind at this moment was the Creator.

It was past twelve o'clock in the morning, Christmas Eve passed, and Christmas Day was approaching.

Crane didn't know why she wanted to laugh a little, but he stopped laughing. At the end of his vision, the huge city in the darkness was still shining like a torch, and countless neon lights, skyscrapers and billboards shone together there.

But Klein inexplicably thought that he had encountered such a thing in a place far from the center of the city. So what would it look like in the center of the city?

Just imagine if the driverless cars in the entire Los Santo were seized by others in this way. : :

Then the person who can master these cars is undoubtedly the supreme god of this city.

Life and death are taken away.

He took out his phone and called the first number.

"Hey, old man, it's time to wake up." Klein's voice was faint.

He tried hard to make himself not sound very embarrassed, but today's experience was probably the most frustrating day for the police inspector of Los Santo, who had been smooth sailing and almost never encountered any twists and turns.

After all, before this, Klein did not expect that he would be handcuffed and even sealed his mouth and locked him in a small reindeer cart before taking him away. In fact, Klein often did this to others.

"What's wrong?" Director Lauder's somewhat irritable voice came from there. After all, it's a little faster in the morning, and it's a little faster in the morning on Christmas. It's really a shame for Klein without a slander.

Thanks for the caller ID.

"Have you not received the report yet?" Klein smiled.

"Report? What report?" Director Lauder looked confused.

"You're in the city, right?" Klein asked.

"yes."

"So can you please go to the window and see what the street outside looks like?" Klein looked in front of him, cars drove past him at a speed of more than 150 kilometers per hour, just like Cinderella's pumpkin cart, rushing to the prince's masked dance together.

The lights are dazzling and the wind is loud.

Lauder cursed in a low voice, and moved to the window step by step in his slippers. He lived in a high-end apartment with excellent sound insulation. When the window was opened, the terrifying screams outside and the sound of the car horns woke Lauder up.

Lauder whispered as he looked at everything in front of him.
Chapter completed!