"As long as we ram them, it becomes a Traffic Accident, and we can handle things according to the situation afterward. Even if the police get involved, it'll still be a Traffic Accident," Chen Mo said.
Li Rui watched Chen Mo weave through traffic, his heart in his throat.
"Fourth Brother, are you sure this will work the way you said?"
"I'm fairly confident."
"Fourth Brother, if you don't hit them right and we're fine, but Gong Hui in that van gets hurt, won't we be turning a good deed into a bad one?" Zhao Guodong asked worriedly.
"That's true. But it's still better than letting her be taken away and not knowing what might happen to her," Chen Mo said.
"That's right. If these fellows are human traffickers or some other criminal types, getting hurt is still much better than an uncertain outcome," Li Rui said.
"Enough talking! Second Brother, get in the back. Then all three of you, put on your Seatbelts! Hurry! There isn't much traffic right now, so we can keep up. I want to hit them when they slow down to take the exit ramp. That'll be safer," Chen Mo said.
Once a car exceeded eighty kilometers per hour, a collision between two vehicles became extremely dangerous. They could overturn or suffer casualties, so Chen Mo was especially careful about this.
Zhao Guodong climbed into the back seat. The three of them fastened their Seatbelts, then covered their heads and assumed protective positions.
"Get ready, I'm going in!" Chen Mo shouted without looking back. In truth, nothing could escape the reach of his Spiritual Sense. He shouted only to give the others time to prepare themselves mentally.
"No problem! Go for it!" Li Rui lowered his head and curled up slightly, his voice muffled as