The entire city is playing along with you

Inside the car, aside from a driver and a subordinate manning the Gatling gun, the back seat was piled entirely with ammunition!

Even so, the bullets were visibly dwindling!

This consumption wasn't without effect—on the contrary, the results were outstanding.

A metal storm—that was the Gatling's trademark.

A death metal storm!

Under this threat, the cops who had just charged in unhesitatingly retreated back out again.

Who could withstand that?

You'd need a tank to handle it!

Everyone was just earning a living—who would willingly throw away their life?

These cops weren't unaware of what was being guarded inside the police station.

It was the Drug Lord Reyes's money!

Not theirs!

In this situation, facing such a terrifying weapon, charging in meant certain death—would they still go?

Of course not!

The group rushed back at twice the speed they'd come in, and some quick-witted ones even stripped off their uniforms and bolted for the exit.

They weren't about to die for a drug lord's cash—this job wasn't worth it!

On the other side, Reyes naturally noticed the commotion. Led by a cop, he hurried toward the archives room—that money was his lifeline, and he had to ensure nothing happened to it!

Back at the scene, Toretto and O'Conner, who had already secured the steel cables to the safe, returned to their respective cars, shut the doors, buckled their seatbelts, started the engines, gradually revved to maximum gear, and floored the accelerator.

Tires screeched furiously against the asphalt, white smoke spreading thickly.

Sometimes, people fall into strange misconceptions.

For instance, building a door that no one can open—or that's extremely difficult to open—and then the guardians think they can rest easy.

But the wall isn't the strongest part!

The most awkward thing is building the world's toughest door and mounting it on a mud wall.

Just like now—the safe was certainly hard, insulated, and difficult to crack... but it was only lightly anchored into the concrete wall.

And then...

Toretto and O'Conner's cars successfully yanked the safe out of the wall, while Zhou Yi's subordinate drove the armored vehicle to clear the path ahead, and together they burst out!

When Reyes arrived at the archives room, this was what he saw.

His money—the massive safe holding a hundred million in cash—was being hauled away whole!

Reyes stood frozen.

That was his money, his life!

"Chase them! Get people after them now!" Reyes snapped out of it, jumping and shouting.

"Hurry, go, go after them!" the police chief barked orders.

But few cops obeyed.

Those who hadn't faced that weapon couldn't imagine the terror—the primal fear humans feel in the face of death.

They'd rather be fired, rather face retaliation, than die outright!

The ones who actually gave chase were mostly Reyes's own men; the rest of the cops half-heartedly pretended to be desperate, but in reality, the distance between them and Toretto's crew kept growing.

Admittedly, that took skill too—it was called acting!

No help for it—a Gatling gun mounted on an armored vehicle, in a city like this, against cops armed with pistols at best, maybe shotguns—the threat was absurdly overwhelming!

"Looks like my job's easy," Zhou Yi said, tapping his keyboard. Instantly, all the traffic lights across the city changed color according to his preset and locked in place. "Everyone, follow the original plan and route. If anything unexpected comes up, communicate promptly."

"The whole city's working with you, both of you," Zhou Yi chuckled. "Is there a better racetrack than this?"

"I don't think so. Thanks, Zhou," Toretto said with a grin.

Controlling the traffic lights couldn't stop Reyes's men or the cops, but it could block the civilians.

And that meant Zhou Yi could manage the flow—clearing paths, blocking routes, cutting off pursuers.

For example, after Toretto and O'Conner drove past an intersection dragging the massive safe, he'd change the lights, so when the cops and Reyes's men chased after them, the suddenly surging traffic cut them off!

They didn't care about ramming civilian cars, but their vehicles weren't modified—at this speed, with this traffic density, they had no choice but to stop or find a detour!

But for Zhou Yi, who controlled the entire city's traffic network, what difficulty was there in changing lights elsewhere, steering their routes, and jamming them completely?

Though other cops and Reyes's men scattered across the city also converged to block them, the vast majority were intercepted by Zhou Yi's traffic control. The few lucky ones who got through... if a god of driving could lose to such small fry, they wouldn't be called a god of driving.

Along the way, Toretto and O'Conner barely encountered any pursuers, and the ones they did meet were easily dealt with!

O'Conner even found it absurd—this didn't feel like a death race at all, but exactly what Zhou Yi had said: a race where the whole city was cooperating with them!

"This is insane!" Roman covered his face in disbelief. "Is this really a robbery? I'm starting to think we're on a vacation!"

"So this is what he's capable of." Gisele smiled. "A miraculous man."

"Thanks for the compliment." Zhou Yi tapped the table. "I can hear you."

"Controlling traffic—that move is simply unstoppable." Toretto shook his head.

And then, something bizarre happened.

The city seemed to turn into a ghost town, at least along Toretto and the others' route.

After dealing with those few small-fry pursuers, they drove directly to the dimly lit underpass of an overpass from the plan, where they pulled off a switcheroo—

Toretto and O'Conner split off in their vehicles, passing on either side of the truck, while the safe in the middle rode the angled steel plate's path straight into the truck.

On both sides of the truck, the Spanish duo swiftly unhooked the steel cables from the safe, then reattached them to the decoy safe at the truck's front, which Toretto and O'Conner hauled away.

As for them, they closed the truck's rear doors, returned to the cargo hold, and then Gisele, who was driving the truck, steered it toward another prearranged location!

At the same time, Zhou Yi released his control over traffic and deleted all traces of his presence.

Toretto and O'Conner took the decoy safe onto the bridge. There, with a perfectly synchronized drift, they quickly triggered the pre-set mechanism midair to sever the steel cables. The immense inertia and centrifugal force sent the safe crashing through the bridge's guardrail, plunging into the river!

Then, without hesitation, Toretto and O'Conner sped away from the scene. Their vehicles' powerful performance and driving skills, now free of that ten-plus-ton safe, let them slip away like fish returning to water!

Reyes, who had chased after them by car, arrived just in time to witness his safe flying into the river.

"Get people to fish it out, now!" Reyes roared in fury. "Now!!!"

PS: I'm totally dumbfounded. Am I cursed or what? The two Top games I watched earlier both lost, and the ones I didn't watch won. Heard they were about to reverse-sweep, so I went to check, and the moment I tuned in, they lost a team fight. Scared me into closing it and waiting for the result...

So, was RNG back then lost because I watched?

So painful, Ma Fei~

As everyone knows, the difference between a failed author and a god-tier author lies in hair volume. Looking at my hairline and thickness, I realize it'll be a long time before I become a god-tier author.