The front car came to a stop, and a person opened the door and stepped out from inside it, revealing himself to be a tall man with bulging muscles that made him look intimidating.
He had tattoos covering half of his bald head and a large scar running down the side of his right cheek.
As soon as he appeared, several other people climbed out of the vehicles that surrounded them, each holding various types of melee weapons like pipes or knives in their hands as they surrounded the three vehicles Oliver and his group were travelling in.
Seeing this happening, Maya got a bad feeling. She grabbed hold of Oliver's hand and began shaking with fear. "What's going on? Who are these people? Why are they after us?"
Linda also had an uneasy look on her face. She had never experienced anything like this before in her entire life. All her life, she had lived safely and never dealt with anyone dangerous. So, seeing these men holding weapons made her terrified of what might happen to her.
In the other two cars, everyone was experiencing similar feelings as well, fear creeping into their minds as they wondered if these men were some type of organized criminals trying to kidnap them.
Oliver looked at the man standing in front and frowned as he wondered who this guy was. But regardless of his identity, Oliver knew that things might turn ugly soon enough.
"Hey, boy, step outside, why don't ya?" The leader called out and flashed Oliver a confident grin. "I'm sure you know what I've come for, don't you? If you get out of the car right now and cooperate with us, I won't harm your little whores. But if you refuse me, then it's all over for you and your girls!"
"Hahaha, Boss, what do you mean by this?" A man laughed and said. "Why don't we have some fun with these pretty ladies as well, eh? They're gonna look so sexy begging for mercy as we make them our personal toys and pound their tight bodies all night long!"
As soon as these words left his mouth, all the men surrounding their car laughed and whistled in agreement.
Several of them licked their lips and rubbed their crotch areas excitedly while eyeing the beautiful women inside the cars.
Oliver clenched his jaw while listening to these crude remarks and turned to look at the driver sitting in front. "Drive! Just ram the car through them! I know this vehicle has high security and an iron plating covering the body."
The driver glanced back at Oliver and nodded his head in understanding. "Yes, sir, I'll do that."
Without wasting another moment, he slammed his foot on the accelerator, making the tires squeal as the car lunged forward.
Several of the men standing near the vehicle barely managed to jump away in time, avoiding being crushed under the vehicle by a hair's breadth.
The man standing in front and leading these thugs looked pissed off as he also managed to narrowly avoid getting run over by Oliver's car as it rushed toward him.
BOOM! BOOM! BANG!
The car rammed into the vehicles in front of it, creating loud sounds as metal collided with metal and glass shattered, sending pieces everywhere around them.
Like a wrecking ball, it smashed into the car blocking its path, sending it flying a few yards before crashing onto the ground hard.
At the same time, the other two cars followed behind it, driving away from the scene as fast as possible, leaving the gang of thugs behind in their dust.
When the leader finally recovered from his shock, he let out a shout and began shouting curses towards Oliver and his group. "Fuck! Stop them! Don't let them get away!"
All the other men also reacted immediately and climbed into their vehicles before rushing after their targets, trying to catch up with them.
Then the chase began with multiple vehicles trying to catch up with the three cars that were running away from them as fast as possible, avoiding crashing into the cars going against them.
It was a highway chase at its finest.
With three cars swerving to dodge other vehicles and pass them by, while the enemies' cars tried to catch up.
After some time of chasing after them, the leader realized that things weren't looking good. "Dammit! Take out your guns and shoot their tires! That's the only way we can stop them!"
Upon hearing his instructions, several of the men pulled out guns from their jackets and started shooting at the tires of the three cars as they drove beside them.
Gunshots echoed as bullets whizzed past and hit their intended target, causing the tires to explode in bursts of air.
As soon as their tires were shot, the vehicles lost control and started swerving crazily on the road while everyone inside them screamed in fear as their lives flashed before their eyes.
"AHHHH!! Oliver!" Maya screamed in terror as she held onto the door handle and hung on for dear life.
Luckily, the driver of the car was a pro when it came to driving vehicles under stressful circumstances like this one and managed to avoid crashing into any cars or getting flipped over.
The other two cars were also the same, managing to avoid any fatal accident through expert driving from their respective drivers.
However, because their tires were completely ruined, all three vehicles were forced to stop by the roadside, and their enemies didn't waste any time coming after them.
When the leader noticed this, he shouted triumphantly as he jumped out of his car. "Gotcha, fuckers! You're not getting away this time! You thought you could escape our grasp like that?"