Chapter 1709: Overestimating Themselves


    Chapter 1709: Overestimating Themselves


    After leaving Christian''s mansion, Joyce and Darrin raced back home.


    As they transitioned from the driveway to the expressway, Darrin suddenly straightened his body,


    pressing firmly against the seat, his expression tense. He nced at the rearview mirror from time to


    time and checked the side mirrors.


    "What''s wrong? Is something off?" Joyce asked.


    Darrin furrowed his brow. "I feel like ever since we turned at the intersection, there has been a ck


    Range Rover following us. I actually noticed it on the side road under the expressway earlier, but I


    thought it was just my imagination. Now it seems otherwise."


    Joyce also noticed the Range Rover; their driving pattern was indeed suspicious.


    "Darrin, you truly are extraordinary. You''re much more perceptive than the average person. I didn''t


    even notice because the Range Rover was always two or three cars behind us, making it hard to spot,"


    Joyce praised.


    Darrin suddenly swerved the steering wheel and switched to the fastne.


    "General, who do you think they might be? Did Christian send someone to track us? After all, we just


    left Christian''s mansion, and being followed like this raises suspicions," Darrin asked.


    Joyce shook her head. "It''s unlikely. Although the Bard Group has been caught between two factions


    in the past, Christian has always been straightforward. If he had something to ask me, he would do so


    directly and not resort to this method."


    "Then who could it be? You''ve just returned to Khebury, so it''s unlikely to be your previous enemies,"


    Darrin pondered.


    Joyce shook her head again. "I don''t know. I didn''t have many acquaintances in Khebury, and I can''t


    imagine having any enemies."


    "Could they be targeting Mr. Warner?"


    Darrin nced at the rearview mirror. "Not good, they''ve caught up. They were trying to hide before,


    but now they''re suddenly unrestrained."


    "It''s probably because of the road we''re on now. There are very few cars, and they can''t easily blend in,


    so they decided to reveal themselves," Joyce analyzed.


    Darrin nodded. He suddenly sharply turned the wheel and crossed twones.


    It was because the vehicles behind them had suddenly rushed forward, attempting to ram into the back


    of their car.


    "Heh heh, Darrin, you''re quite skilled at driving," Joyce firmly held onto the handrail. "I take back what I


    said before about wanting you to return to the Capital. It seems that Khebury is moreplicated than


    I imagined, and I need you by my side."


    Darrin smiled proudly. "General, you finally realized my value. The Marshal must have sent me here for


    a reason."


    As he spoke, he turned the steering wheel sharply again, evading the ck Range Rover that had


    caught up with them, and sped forward.


    "There are at least four or five cars chasing us."


    Joyce counted through the rearview mirror. "They came prepared. Be careful, thest ck SUV has


    been modified and likely carries firepower."


    "If we engage in a firefight in Khebury, will it cause a social uproar? I''m concerned about that. The


    Marshal repeatedly emphasized that I must keep a low profile," Darrin furrowed his brow. Removing the


    cars chasing them from behind was not difficult for him.


    However, he worried that if there was too muchmotion and it was discovered that military warlords


    were involved, it would have a negative societal impact on the warlords.


    "I understand. The warlords have just gone through a transition period, which has already caused


    inconvenience to the public. Moreover, with the new president taking office, any disturbances caused


    by the warlords at this time would create trouble for my father," Joyce rolled down the car window and


    adjusted the angle to shoot.


    "I''m aware of that too. If they don''t cross the line, I won''t open fire. Just focus on driving forward and try


    to take secluded routes to avoid affecting innocent people. I''ll handle it," Joyce narrowed one eye, her


    expression serious.


    "Alright."


    Darrin stepped on the elerator, turned onto another elevated expressway, and the vehicles closely


    following them were exposed. Joyce counted, and there were five in total. They all followed onto the


    same expressway.


    "Darrin, get out quickly!" she suddenly shouted.


    Darrin instinctively swerved the steering wheel, and the vehicles behind them extended their windows


    and fired a shot at their car trunk.


    Fortunately, Darrin''s superb driving skills prevented them from being hit.


    At this moment, the modified SUV with firepower once again fired at them. Even with Darrin''s skills, it


    was inevitable that one of the tires would be hit.


    The Humvee made a sharp, piercing noise, and the car body violently shook a few times.


    The intense vibrationcaused by the burst tire felt like experiencing an earthquake.


    "It''s okay, General. Our car has eight tires, with dual tires on each side. They only managed to burst


    one, so it won''t affect our driving," Darrin quickly exined.


    "I''ll give them a little lesson."


    *Click* A bullet was loaded into the chamber.


    Joyce leaned sideways, sticking her head out of the window.


    *Bang* A gunshot rang out.


    The movements were connected, smooth and seamless!


    Darrin saw through the rearview mirror that the modified SUV directly had a tire blowout, emitting a


    piercing sound, and after a 90-degree turn, it crashed into the guardrail and came to a stop.


    The other vehicles, as if provoked, unwillingly stepped on the elerator and chased after them.


    Joyce furrowed her brow. It seemed that warnings were ineffective against these extremely vicious


    individuals. They only understood provocation. She had only intended to give them a warning, but since


    they were persistently chasing, she wouldn''t be polite.


    She nonchntly *p* unfastened her seatbelt, turned her whole body sideways, and leaned out of


    the window. With one hand, she firmly grasped the pistol, while the other supported the handle.


    Her slender index finger rested on the trigger.


    Then, *bang* a gunshot sounded.


    Another vehicle''s tire burst.


    As if getting addicted to shooting, she continued with *bang bang bang*, three consecutive shots.


    The tires of all five vehicles were burst one after another, the piercing sounds echoing continuously. In


    the end, they crashed into each other in a sorry state, blocking the road and unable to move.


    Joyce holstered her gun, shrugged her shoulders, and wore a face of regret. "I wanted to warn them,


    but I''m sorry, I got too excited and couldn''t control myself."


    Darrin nced at Joyce, unable to contain his amusement.


    Indeed, the General''s marksmanship was top-notch, instantly bursting the tires of five cars. It was a pity


    for those chasing cars, not knowing what kind of person they had provoked, overestimating themselves


    and losing face.


    "Now, let''s go straight home or go to the police station to exin the situation?" Having shaken off the


    pursuing vehicles, Darrin asked seriously.


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    Joyce massaged her temples, feeling a headacheing on. She disliked going to the police station to


    exin these matters. In the past, Karl would handle them for her.


    Now she had to face them herself.


    "Let''s go to the police station. Just to avoid unnecessary spection," she sighed, realizing that she


    would be dyed again instead of getting home early.