Urban Soldier Young Master

Chapter 1049 - 1048: Turning Rotten into Wonder

Su Yuanke was in despair thinking, and then Chu Ge's voice sounded again in his ear, "Pick up the perfume and pour it all over the U-shaped pillow.""You said... what?" Su Yuanke was stunned, looking at Chu Ge without understanding.

"Just do it, I don't have time to explain to you."

Chu Ge turned the steering wheel again, and Su Yuanke, unsteady, let the can of Red Bull in his hand slip to the floor. Chu Ge caught it with one hand, grabbed the Red Bull directly, and placed it in the drink holder next to him.

Chu Ge's voice was very certain, sounding without even the slightest hint of giving up. Although Su Yuanke didn't know what Chu Ge was up to, he hesitated for a moment but still opened the bottle of perfume and poured all its contents onto the U-shaped pillow as instructed.

"Done pouring! Then what?" After finishing pouring the perfume, Su Yuanke asked urgently.

"Use the sleeve to tie the U-shaped pillow and the dumbbell together."

As Chu Ge spoke, he downshifted a gear, and the car speed noticeably decreased, allowing the Jeep behind to close the distance with the taxi.

"Chu Ge, are you freaking crazy?" Seeing Chu Ge actually downshift, Su Yuanke's pupils narrowed, and he shouted, "Catch up! They're catching up! Accelerate! Accelerate!"

"Hurry up! If you don't want to die, do as I say!"

"Damn it! You are freaking insane!"

Su Yuanke finally chose to trust Chu Ge, cursing as he moved to bind the sleeve and dumbbell together.

After all... what else could he do but trust Chu Ge now? Rely on himself? He was definitely doomed.

Chu Ge kept an eye on the Jeep behind and also glanced at Su Yuanke's actions from the corner of his eye.

When he saw that Su Yuanke had tied the dumbbell and the perfume-soaked U-shaped pillow, Chu Ge's mouth curved slightly, then he opened the Red Bull can, took a swig, and his smile widened a bit more.

With a signature smile on his face, Chu Ge was at ease, which made Su Yuanke yet again want to curse. Damn, what time is it now, and this guy still has the leisure to drink? Does he think the gun in people's hands is for show?

At this moment, Chu Ge extended his left hand and gave a middle finger gesture to the Jeep which had approached near, then switched the Red Bull from his right hand to his left and tossed it out the window.

The can of Red Bull flew out the window and hit the following Jeep's window with a "thud," immediately causing a crack on the windshield. The drink spilled out from the can, rapidly spreading across the window.

Chu Ge focused on the Jeep and saw that it only swayed slightly for a moment, clearly showing that the driver's psychological resilience was strong, barely flustered even with the sudden obstruction affecting visibility.

Although the situation didn't entirely meet his expectations, it was still within an acceptable range.

Chu Ge sneered, extending his right hand towards Su Yuanke, "Give me everything."

Regardless of whether Su Yuanke had figured out what Chu Ge intended to do next, even if he couldn't understand anything, he didn't have the time to question it. He had already decided to go all in. Whatever Chu Ge told him to do, he would do.

The lighter, the dumbbell and U-shaped pillow tied together with sleeves, all were pushed towards Chu Ge.

"Click."

Chu Ge flicked open the lighter's lid, slid his thumb across the wheel, igniting a flame, and then lightly tossed the tied dumbbell and U-shaped pillow out of the window.

Before these objects flew out the window, they passed through the lighter's flame, whoosh, the U-shaped pillow ignited, and with a gust of wind, it instantly turned into a dazzling fireball.

"Snap!"

The fiercely burning fireball landed precisely at the spot where the Red Bull had previously hit. The windshield, already cracked, shattered instantly, fragments crashing down, and the fireball, undeterred, fell directly into the car, igniting everything it touched.

"These two gifts are for you guys too!"

Chu Ge's right hand gripped the steering wheel while his left hand threw the lighter and empty perfume bottle simultaneously.

This time, without the windshield to block them, the lighter and perfume bottle traced two parabolas in the night before falling into the interior of the Cherokee, and a few seconds later, the air resounded with two almost overlapping "bangs."

If you listened carefully, there were actually three sounds, but one was so faint that it was completely obscured by the other two.

Damn it!

As the sounds echoed, Chu Ge cursed loudly, his previously relaxed smile suddenly froze, a mix of frustration and anger stirring within him.

Those "bang bang" sounds, the first was the explosion of the perfume bottle in the fire, a scene Chu Ge directed himself, unfolding exactly as he anticipated.

But the second and third sounds were less pleasing to him, as first came a muffled gunshot, followed by the sound of the rear right tire of the taxi he was in being blasted.

The taxi and the Cherokee continued moving forward, both swaying like drunken men.

Relatively speaking, although the taxi with the blown tire was jolting, its condition was still better than the Cherokee, at least there were no flames bursting inside it.

One had to admit, the people inside the Cherokee once again earned Chu Ge's respect. Frankly speaking, Chu Ge's use of those items was highly strategic, his plan thoroughly well-conceived.

The can of Red Bull served as the first attack against the Cherokee's windshield and to obstruct the opponent's view. If the driver had weaker nerves, just this small can of Red Bull could have been their undoing.

After all, driving requires concentration, especially when engaged in a life-and-death battle, demanding even more focus.

In an analogy, it's like watching a horror movie intently, getting to the most chilling part when suddenly someone silently taps you from behind. It's absolute shock, even the bravest would give a start, and those with lesser nerves… might just scare the life out of themselves.

This analogy might not be entirely apt, but it conveys the concept, and in that situation, the concentration level of the people in the Cherokee far exceeded this example, not crashing through the guardrail demonstrated their strong mental fortitude.

Of course, Chu Ge didn't expect the Red Bull alone to deal with the opponents inside the Cherokee. From their driving and shooting prowess, they were clearly experts, stable in mind as a matter of course.

If the Red Bull was Chu Ge's signal to charge, the subsequent items marked the real beginning of the main event.

Perfume is actually highly flammable and explosive, because most perfumes contain alcohol, and its explosion threshold is just forty-nine degrees. Combining perfume and a lighter can effectively create a miniature flamethrower.

Of course, this refers to perfume meeting all regulatory standards, but in a market plagued by quality issues, buying counterfeit products is as likely as a student guessing correctly on a multiple-choice question.

This means, even a compliant perfume is highly flammable and explosive, but if it's inferior, it's even more so.

Hence, Chu Ge had Su Yuanke pour the entire bottle of flammable perfume on the equally combustible U-shaped pillow, ensuring maximum incendiary effect.

As for binding the dumbbell with the perfume-soaked U-shaped pillow, it was to guarantee enough impact to shatter the Cherokee's windshield, as well as provide enough weight to ensure it successfully broke the glass and brought the crucial U-shaped pillow inside.

Therefore, under the circumstances of high-speed driving with the wind, whether it's the ordinary can of Red Bull, the perfume meant to keep the car's air fresh, the dumbbell initially just a piece of exercise equipment, or the U-shaped pillow to ease neck strain, each became a powerful interconnected weapon.

Next, the lighter and the empty perfume bottle, in Chu Ge's eyes, were icing on the cake, but to the Cherokee, they spelled disaster.

Regardless of how empty Su Yuanke made the perfume bottle, it still contained residue, thus becoming an explosive potential once tossed into the fire.

Once that glass bottle shattered, the scattered glass shards would function like bullets; if they hit an enemy's vital spot inside the car, it would be ideal.

Yet, despite Chu Ge's meticulous assault, the people inside still managed to hit the taxi's tire, which caught him off guard. He couldn't help but exclaim internally, "Impressive!"

Being faced with such formidable assassins, Chu Ge's curiosity grew, pondering what kind of person Su Yuanke really was.