wavenovel Chapter 59 Li Wei's One Second
Chapter 59 Li Wei's One Second
After informing Danielle, Levi ignored Joel and walked back to the lobby on the first floor, just as he had come up.
As for why we didn't take the elevator?
Li Wei wasn't entirely confident about the quality of the products from this place.
Fortunately, going downstairs is much easier than going upstairs.
That flashy pink Porsche was wrecked.
But Levi not only got Luca's home address from Joel, he also stole his car keys.
Li Wei went up the stairs and went directly to the underground parking lot.
Press the button as you walk.
Soon, he spotted a Lamborghini Urus, and it was even Alancio Blue.
It's even more flamboyant and extravagant than Xavi's son's flashy pink Porsche.
Even someone like Li Wei, who prioritizes functionality, would find it somewhat shameful to have reached that level.
But he eventually did it.
It's really impolite to mess with someone else's car.
However, because Li Wei was in a bad mood, he was very rude to the Lamborghini.
After the roller coaster, I floored the accelerator and launched myself, scratching half of the car body just as I left the underground parking lot.
This time, however, there were far fewer cars on the road.
Li Wei glanced at the tactical watch on his wrist.
23: 45.
"So it's already this late?"
Just as Li Wei was surprised, a Porsche Cayenne suddenly drove against traffic from behind, came to Li Wei's driver's side, and rolled down the window.
"Hey! Sorry! I thought my grandma was driving!"
After saying this sarcastic remark, the driver of the Porsche Cayenne laughed wildly and rammed Li Wei's car, forcing Li Wei against the wall and causing a trail of sparks to fly from the passenger side.
Now, both sides are scratched.
Li Wei calmly turned the steering wheel and lightly tapped the brakes several times to bring the car to a stop.
But the Porsche Cayenne didn't leave after the theft. Instead, it slammed on the brakes and crashed into the front of Levi's Lamborghini with a loud thud.
If that guy in the car hadn't been "high," Li Wei would have dared to play Russian roulette with a semi-automatic pistol.
Since that's the case, Li Wei felt he didn't need to be so polite.
It was that lunatic who drove the Porsche Cayenne who started it!
At that moment, Li Wei slammed on the gas pedal, forcing his way forward against the Porsche Cayenne.
At the same time, he pulled out the Glock 19 he had taken from Wesker's car and aimed it at the other man's right front tire.
"Bang!"
A gunshot rang out, and the car immediately went out of control and crashed into the roadside.
"Thump!"
With a muffled thud, the entire front of the Porsche Cayenne was reduced to a shriveled, rotten orange.
The people inside the car were miraculously unharmed.
That guy even managed to pull out a submachine gun and try to fire at Li Wei.
However, this guy's crooked shooting posture, his "high" mental state, and the dizziness from the car accident all contributed to the problem.
As a result, the moment he fired, the upward-pointing gun barrel struck him on the forehead.
With his neck tilted back and his body swaying, he lay unconscious on the road.
Seeing this in the rearview mirror, Li Wei said nothing and simply continued to press the accelerator.
But Li Wei hadn't driven for long when he saw two cars overtake him from behind, sandwiching him between them.
The BMW X6 on the left honked its horn loudly, but the car that rolled down its window was the Mercedes-Benz G-Class on the right.
The Mercedes driver grabbed someone from the passenger seat and started yelling at Li Wei.
"What did you do to my brother? You idiot, do you even know who I am? I'm going to kill you!"
His words were incoherent and illogical; he was probably "high on drugs."
And that so-called brother was the driver of the Porsche Cayenne from before.
At this moment, he was being grabbed by the collar, his neck was being strangled tightly, his face was purplish-red, and he was foaming at the mouth.
A group of high-dose psychopaths are speeding.
Li Wei instantly determined the nature of this group of people.
Li Wei, who had serious business to attend to, originally only wanted to force this group of idiots to stop, but the guy driving the Mercedes actually pulled out a gun.
Li Wei suddenly swerved the steering wheel, squeezing the Mercedes.
The Mercedes was jolted up and rolled over to the side of the road with a clattering sound.
"Hahaha! I'm not dead! I'm invincible!"
The guy climbed out of the car unharmed, stood in the middle of the road, took off his pants, and started taunting Li Wei by tossing an elephant around.
They completely ignored the large truck behind them that kept honking its horn.
The truck had its brakes fully applied, but its massive weight still carried the momentum, propelling the idiot into the air at at least 60 kilometers per hour.
"I hope there's no 'flour' in the world you travel to."
After Li Wei finished speaking, he glanced at the BMW next to him.
Whether the BMW had run out of steam or hadn't even started pumping, it wisely slowed down and reversed, landing behind Li Wei.
With the obstacle removed, Li Wei accelerated again.
Eight minutes later, Levi arrived at Correll Gables.
This is Miami's most famous example of the "urban beautification movement," an old-money neighborhood, often referred to as "Miami's Beverly Hills."
Tree-lined streets, Mediterranean Revival architecture, and rigorous community planning.
The Lamborghini Urus that Li Wei was driving was extremely conspicuous.
Strangely, no one seemed to be making a fuss, and even those who glanced at it didn't seem to care much.
After Li Wei parked the car on the side of the road and got out, only an old stranger came over.
"I don't care whose kid you are! But you shouldn't be speeding around the neighborhood at this time of day! Also, if you've been smoking, you'd better get home right now! Instead of embarrassing the whole of Coral Gables here! Finally! Get your trash out of my doorstep!"
Li Wei looked at the old man, then at the house the old man had beaten up.
"Luca Sutton?"
Li Wei asked a question with some uncertainty, mainly because he hadn't expected it to be so easy.
The old man immediately raised his chin arrogantly.
"Since you know me, you'd better do as I say. Otherwise, I don't mind giving you some 'little lessons' in life so you can understand what true refinement and manners are."
The arrogance characteristic of the elite class was simply excessive.
After confirming that he hadn't mistaken the person for someone else, Li Wei immediately drew his gun and aimed it at the other person's forehead.
Before you lecture me, I want you to answer a few questions first.
Luca, however, remained completely unfazed, even letting out a disdainful sneer.
"What? Are you crazy? Or are you still under the influence of the drugs? How dare you point a gun at a prosecutor?"
"The police will arrive within a minute."
"In five minutes, you'll be sitting in the Miami Police Department's interrogation room."
"Tomorrow morning, you will be in court for felonies including pointing a gun at a federal officer, illegally displaying a firearm, and assaulting a federal officer."
"Finally, he spent the remaining 65 years of his life in federal prison."
"Of course, that's assuming you live to see that day."
"Bang!"
After the gunshot, Luke was so incredulous that he forgot the pain. He even looked down at his wound to see if he was hallucinating from an overdose of the "aphrodisiac" he had taken that night.
He knew the crimson blood had soaked through his pajama pants, and a sharp pain shot from his knee straight to his brain.
"ah!!!"
Luca screamed and fell to the ground.
Only then did Li Wei finally speak.
"One shot to cripple your leg, it only takes one second."