Chapter 1507: Chapter 1559: Chase After and Rescue People
This person is Li Yifei. His car’s performance goes without saying, full of horsepower, and there were relatively few cars on the road. Li Yifei didn’t care about speed limits, pressed the accelerator to the floor, and caught up after about four or five minutes.
While chasing, Li Yifei checked inside the car and discovered a Desert Eagle, a world-renowned gun made in Israel, with a .44 caliber, classified as a large-caliber pistol with astonishing power and an effective range of up to two hundred, capable of killing a person or a large animal from 200 meters away.
As soon as he held the gun, Li Yifei knew there were bullets inside. He released the safety, chambered a round, and drove with one hand while holding the gun in the other, ready to fire at any moment.
He was too familiar with the security of this place, and even though Dubai was considered very good.
But it was still not enough. The local Arabs in Dubai are a minority, and most are foreign laborers from around the world, along with a few immigrants, refugees from neighboring countries, and the most dangerous presence—terrorists.
Since he had caught up, he had to see it through to the end.
The other party noticed him, and Li Yifei clearly felt the opponent’s car suddenly slow down, followed by the car window rolling down, with a submachine gun poking out. At this moment, the distance between the two cars was less than fifty meters. Given the speed of both vehicles, Li Yifei could overtake in just over ten seconds.
Inside the kidnappers’ car, the person holding the gun was about to shoot when someone next to him patted him and said, "Wait, the car number seems to be a royal vehicle."
The Dubai royalty is wealthy, extremely wealthy. With money, you can buy many things, like safety or power, so the kidnappers had some concerns.
Wu Shuwei also turned her head and saw a Mercedes catching up. Through the car window, she saw Li Yifei’s face, revealing a surprised expression. Wasn’t Li Yifei supposed to have left with that wealthy prince? Why was he chasing?
After the surprise, Wu Shuwei felt a sense of joy. The other party was a retired soldier; could he save her when catching up?
But the joy soon turned to worry. The people in the car weren’t just ordinary kidnappers; they were armed and could be considered terrorists. It was much too dangerous for Li Yifei to pursue them alone.
But now she couldn’t shout out, had no way to make Li Yifei stop.
This mix of hope and worry prevented her from calming down.
Li Yifei had caught up. The kidnappers saw the face of an East Asian man and, upon recalling Wu Shuwei inside the car, began arguing loudly. The dark muzzle was aimed at Li Yifei, and the English-speaking one shouted, "Get lost, or we’ll shoot!"
Li Yifei spoke Arabic, lowering his window and shouting, "Prince Sashar asked me to ask which organization you’re from, and not to cause trouble in Dubai."
There were many princes in this place, and Li Yifei wasn’t sure whether the name Sashar would work. But seeing the English-speaking hijacker hesitate, Li Yifei realized that the name had some influence.
The English-speaking hijacker said, "Don’t worry, we won’t cause trouble here. You can go back."
"That’s good." Li Yifei operated with one hand and nodded to the people inside the car. Because he was close enough, Li Yifei could already observe their outfits. From their attire, there was nothing special, similar to the local Arab Muslims, but the armed kidnapper revealed a section of his wrist, and Li Yifei noticed a pattern.
It was an anchor-like pattern, and upon seeing this, Li Yifei felt a chill.
There are many types of terrorists. Some are like a large underworld organization, kidnapping for ransom, robbing, and fighting. Others, like the terrorists in Iraq now, threaten the world with no humanity left.
And those with anchor tattoos on their wrists and bodies number about three to five hundred, known as the Anchor Organization, also called the Ibrin Liberation Organization, originating from a small town called Ibrin. Their leader was once trained by a professional terrorist organization, and upon returning, he established this terrorist group.
After many years, Li Yifei encountered members of this terrorist organization again. Seeing Wu Shuwei, Li Yifei decided that he must get involved today. He had risked his life to save compatriots he didn’t know before; now he certainly wouldn’t stand idly by while watching Wu Shuwei being kidnapped in front of him.
Wu Shuwei was initially listening to Li Yifei’s nonsense, and upon hearing him say those three reassuring words, she thought he was giving up on saving her. For some reason, she suddenly felt sad. In a foreign land, kidnapped at gunpoint, finally, someone came to save her, but now the person was going to give up?
Then she reconsidered; it was normal for Li Yifei to give up. He was alone, with armed kidnappers facing him, and both cars were at high speed. What else could he do if not leave?
Wu Shuwei turned her head to look at Li Yifei and caught only a side profile because Li Yifei’s car had slightly pulled ahead.
The kidnappers, seeing that Li Yifei was about to leave, couldn’t help but grin. One of them even boasted, "Prince Sashar loves meddling. If he dares interfere again, next time, we’ll send him a bomb to play with."
"Hahaha." Several kidnappers laughed together.
What now? If Li Yifei stops and catches up again, they might get suspicious.
Li Yifei deliberately pulled ahead a bit, then slowly decelerated and shouted to the other car, "The prince asked me to inquire why you kidnapped this Huaxia woman?"
His car was decelerating. If the other party answered him, they would inevitably have to slow down as well. Half a minute later, Li Yifei’s scheme succeeded. The other party thought Li Yifei was simply asking questions and did not believe he could do anything alone, so they slowed down and said, "Don’t ask too many questions. Shut up about what you’re not supposed to know. Go back and tell Prince Sashar the Anchor people won’t make trouble in Dubai, but you can’t handle us."
"That’s good. His Highness Sashar is worried you might cause trouble in Dubai, which is why he asked me to catch up and ask." Li Yifei said, glancing at the speedometer and noticing it was down to fifty kilometers per hour, knowing the opportunity was now.
A few kidnappers laughed, and the driver said, "Get lost, kid. If you dawdle any longer, we’ll kidnap you too."
Li Yifei replied, "Okay, I’m heading back."
Returning, Wu Shuwei knew Li Yifei had been stalling all this time, either looking for an opportunity or trying to extract information. He had already found out about the Anchor Organization, so Wu Shuwei was still quite touched, silently thinking that he should go back, report to the police, and contact the embassy.
The kidnappers also lowered their guard as Li Yifei’s car was already slowing down.
Their car overtook half a car length within seconds.
At that moment, Li Yifei suddenly shouted in Chinese, "Duck down."
Wu Shuwei’s entire body was tense, and upon hearing Li Yifei speak in Chinese, she instinctively dove forward, not caring that her head hit the front seat, her entire body trying to stay low.
This was completely a reflex; Wu Shuwei didn’t even know why she trusted Li Yifei so much.
But she just did, and she followed his instructions.
At the same time, Li Yifei twisted the steering wheel with one hand and stomped on the gas pedal, ramming into the kidnappers’ car.
He used skillful force; after the steering wheel jerking, the car nose collided precisely with the side of the kidnappers’ car. At high speed, Li Yifei could likely fail, but he executed everything swiftly. The heavy car nose smashed into their car, catching them completely off guard, pushing their vehicle towards the roadside.
The two cars charged forward at an angle, the kidnappers’ car hitting the guardrail with a loud crash, and the car body shook violently.
The kidnappers in the car realized the opponent had already launched an attack, wanting to shoot Li Yifei dead, but unfortunately, Li Yifei’s sudden move caused the car to shake and sway too severely, leaving the kidnappers inside unable to hold their guns properly.
Wu Shuwei was worse off, squeezed by the kidnappers on both sides, her head had already gotten a cut from the forward dive.
Then, she heard gunshots, seven consecutive shots, each with a deafening sound.
The Desert Eagle had tremendous power and bizarrely enormous recoil. It’s said that anyone under eighty kilograms shouldn’t easily try firing it.
Shooting uninterrupted seven times in a row while aiming, and crucially, both cars maintaining power and impact, Li Yifei had to control the steering wheel to prevent his car from flipping, and still keep his car pressed against theirs, preventing their escape.
All of this was done with one hand, while the other hand fired seven shots.
The bullet carrying great kinetic energy shattered the window of the kidnappers’ car. Li Yifei’s first shot aimed directly at the driver. This kidnapper had been in Li Yifei’s sights for a long time, so the first bullet spun out of the gun barrel, breaking the glass, and hit the kidnapper driver right in the temple, going in from the left and out through the right.
A headshot, but there was no applause. Li Yifei completed the seven consecutive shots in two to three seconds.
After firing seven shots, Li Yifei discarded his handgun and made a fierce turn of the steering wheel, the Mercedes engine roaring, pinning the opponent’s car against the guardrail.
Of the four kidnappers, two were shot dead on the spot, while the other two, one from the front passenger seat and one from the back, were on Wu Shuwei’s other side. Li Yifei didn’t see if they were hit, but the people had already crawled down.
After stopping the opponent’s car, Li Yifei pulled open the car door, propped one hand, and flipped over the roof.
Just as he was about to land, Li Yifei saw the person next to Wu Shuwei holding an Italian SPAS15MIL combat shotgun, the dark muzzle aimed at him.
This shotgun’s bullets spread too wide, useless at long range, but given Li Yifei’s distance from the opponent, a single blast could turn his head into mush. He immediately ducked, and the opponent had already pulled the trigger.
With a thud on the body from behind, several more shotgun pellet holes appeared.
With both hands, he wrenched the car door open and heard another thud as his shot target followed the car door and fell out. Li Yifei was quick-eyed, grasping something and when he peeked around again, threw it out.