In Chen Mo's view, heavy metal music was also an ear-piercing sound. Of course, it was slightly better than an alarm. Compared to something truly grating, heavy metal was milder and tolerable enough not to make one irritable.
Alarms, however, were absolutely unbearable—extremely shrill. That was precisely why they were used to alert people.
Because of the recent chase, the car was moving extremely fast, and there were few vehicles on the road. These two high fellows were practically driving with their eyes half-closed. Fortunately, no matter how the car swayed, it could still stay on the highway.
What left one speechless was that after accelerating to two hundred kilometers per hour, they did not slow down at all. Neither fellow showed the slightest intention of hitting the brakes. Fortunately, this stretch of road had no turns and ran straight ahead.
Chen Mo guessed that if there had been a turn or curve, this car would most likely have rushed out of the road.
Sitting in the back, he was not afraid, but riding in a car like this for the first time was somewhat interesting.
The car sped wildly down the road. Drag racing through the empty night was undeniably exhilarating. But that feeling did not last long before they discovered a large number of official vehicles appearing behind them.
Those vehicles all had their alarms blaring, their police loudspeakers repeatedly ordering the car to stop. That was not all—the incessant whooping filled the air. Two helicopters were also in the sky, using searchlights to give the car celebrity treatment, their spotlights locked onto the speeding vehicle.
With powerful lights shining outside the car, the two high fellows felt they had achieved their moment in the spotlight and grew even more excited. Hearing the police sirens, they showed no