Whether You're Busy Living or Busy Dying

At that moment, on the expressway in the city.

The battered BMW 2M led the way. A Security Post pickup truck followed a kilometer behind, with Black Bear standing in its bed, clutching a machine gun and firing wildly at the dozens of Security Post vehicles behind him.

Rat-tat-tat-tat-!

The gun was already overheated, and shell casings kept falling into the truck bed.

But Black Bear just stood there and fought back head-on. No one could stand against him.

Now and then, a Security Post vehicle was shot over, and two or three more crashed into it.

The remaining Security Post vehicles hurriedly swerved around them and continued the chase, keeping their distance.

"Hahaha!"

"I've killed plenty of cops, and plenty of cops around the world want me dead!"

"What are you supposed to be?!"

Black Bear had gone berserk with bloodlust. It didn't matter who they were—he'd kill them first and ask questions later.

The two huge bags of guns and ammunition he'd brought were already more than half empty.

Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-!

Just then, two helicopters flew over, shining their lights on Black Bear.

A voice boomed over the loudspeaker. "Give up resistance and surrender at once, or else..."

But before the announcement could finish, Black Bear tossed the machine gun into the truck bed, grabbed an RPG, loaded a rocket with practiced ease, lay down in the truck bed, and pulled the trigger!

Boom-!

Lying in the pickup bed, he was jolted by the RPG's recoil. White smoke enveloped him in an instant, and a searing burn spread across his shoulder.

"Hahaha! Give up resistance, my ass! Die!"

With Black Bear's roar, the rocket struck the nearer helicopter, instantly engulfing it in flames. Its shattered fuselage crashed into the wilderness nearby!

The other helicopter quickly climbed higher to avoid