When footsteps sounded from behind and behind the unfinished building, Wang Tianbao, who originally wanted to chase Liang Xiaotang, immediately retracted his steps and protected Zhuo Jingquan with Jiang Youwei: "Sir Zhuo, there are police."
"Damn!" Zhuo Jingquan, who was about to take over as police commissioner, did not expect to be surrounded by a group of police officers in the end. He glared forward and waved: "Sir Mo, deal with them."
"receive."
Mo Zhonghua led the Flying Tiger Team and never lowered his gun. After seeing the police officers appearing in front of them, and with a signal, the group members split into two sides, leaned against the wall pillars, and began exchanging gunfire with the police.
Zhuo Jingquan pulled the trigger, and with a bang, he killed Shapqiu in front of him. He gritted his teeth and said: "This is a fucking bureau. Someone is definitely targeting me. No, he is targeting the position of Police Commissioner." ”
"Sir Zhuo, you get in the car first, and we will drive you out."
"Sir Mo will stop them. As soon as you take office tomorrow, all other matters will disappear. You will still be the first brother and no one will dare to check you." Jiang Youwei and Wang Tianbao accompanied Zhuo Jingquan into the van.
Among them, Jiang Youwei from the Narcotics Investigation Division was responsible for driving the car. Wang Tianbao, assistant to the deputy director, sat in the back row, firmly protecting Zhuo Jingquan behind him.
Because Jiang Youwei's strength mainly lies in fighting, and secondly, his driving skills are also very good. Wang Tianbao's marksmanship is average, but he has been the police fighting champion for three consecutive years. He is known as "one in 30,000 masters" in Sanda fighting.
Zhuo Jingquan, who was originally a little panicked, gradually calmed down under the protection of his close relatives. He patted Wang Tianbao on the shoulder in front of him and glanced at Jiang Weiyou: "All the guys who sacrificed today, I will make them proud. A big funeral and the whole family was sent to live in England."
"Thank you sir."
At this moment, the two cronies didn't show any more pretense and directly agreed.
Because they all know that there is a high possibility of dying today, but no matter how high the risk is, they will take Sir Zhuo out. As long as Sir Zhuo can leave, the family will still be rich and prosperous for the rest of their lives. If even Sir Zhuo dies, all their hard work in this life will be in vain.
However, Jiang Youwei pressed the gear switch and did not step on the accelerator directly. Instead, he parked the car in the parking lot, waiting for Mo Zhonghua's command at any time.
"Crossfire."
"Aqiang, Apeng, you suppress the back first."
"Prepare grenades, open up the situation in front, and let Sir Zhuo go out."
The sound of gunfire rang out in Central District, Kowloon, Wan Chai... At twelve o'clock in the morning on New Year's Day, fireworks bloomed across Hong Kong in the beautiful night.
Only this unfinished building in Tuen Mun is filled with blood and gunpowder, and flesh and bullets colliding. It is the beauty that belongs exclusively to power and conspiracy, and all men are willing to fight for it.
Mo Zhonghua led the Flying Tigers team and fought fiercely with the police outside.
Li Shaoze organized three sudden advances, but they were suppressed by the opponent's firepower and dragged down four brothers. At this time, his expression was terrifying, and his fair and handsome face was covered in earthy yellow color from gunpowder splashes. His eyes were as wide as those of a ghost, and he came to this world just to kill people.
Another round of bullets was exchanged in his hand. He was holding a breath in his heart and couldn't vent it. There was no way, Zhuo Jingquan's team not only had accurate marksmanship and tacit cooperation, but also prepared to crush him.
"Point 38" against the submachine gun, hit it like a fucking beep, it's a waste of human life! Even though Li Shaoze didn't mind risking his life, the people inside were very thieves. The first targets they shot were all on the chest and legs. Move to some positions where it is not easy to die, but where the battle is lost and requires rescue by a buddy.
Under this strategy, Li Shaoze's Team A quickly lost several members, and its offensive became slower and slower.
"Flying Tigers!"
"Definitely the Flying Tigers!"
Whether it was Raymond and Uncle Biao who were responsible for supervising the battle, or Li Shaoze and Chen Jiaju who were commanding the front line. During the exchange of fire, they all guessed the identity of the other party.
Fortunately, they were divided into two teams, AB, and advanced simultaneously from the front and back, thus distracting the opponent's firepower. If they advance in one direction, they will most likely be shot down by the Flying Tigers team.
Because they are just the police, while the Flying Tigers are an anti-terrorist force! One targets ordinary criminals during training, and the other targets military organizations during training. They are completely two types of police officers. If it weren't for the big dream of getting promoted and getting rich, the guys in the crime team might have given up on the action at this time.
Suddenly, the Flying Tigers team in the unfinished building threw several grenades in unison. Seeing this, Li Shaoze rushed in and shouted: "Grenade, everyone get down."
boom! boom! boom!
Explosions sounded one after another on the road at the door. Mo Zhonghua, who was hiding in the unfinished building, pressed his headset and quickly issued an order: "Sir Jiang, lead Sir Zhuo to break through from the front."
"receive."
Jiang Youwei, who was in the driver's seat, put the gear in gear and stepped on the accelerator. The entire commercial vehicle rushed out from the front entrance and headed towards the crowd without slowing down.
Raymond stood aside and watched this scene, his expression changed drastically: "Oops, it's going to be over."
At this time, the guys from Team A had not yet recovered from the explosion and were unable to stop Zhuo Jingquan. And their police cars were parked far away for concealment. Once Zhuo Jingquan rushes out from the front and surrounds him, he can enter the avenue in five minutes and cannot be stopped even if he wants to.
This angry Raymond took out his gun himself, pulled the trigger and fired several rounds of bullets on the door frame of the commercial vehicle. Unfortunately, the body of the commercial vehicle is extremely thick and cannot be penetrated unless a large-caliber pistol is used.
As the business car drove out of the gate, Zhuo Jingquan, who was sitting in the car, also saw Raymond on the roadside through the window...
"It turns out to be him!"
"This sick tiger has really worked hard for the position of No. 1 brother. But you are finished, because your whole family is finished." Zhuo Jingquan glanced at Lei Meng's figure fiercely, and he gradually let go of his heart.
Jiang Youwei in the driver's seat and Wang Tianbao in front of Zhuo Jingshen also had expressions on their faces as if they were surviving a disaster. Regardless of whether Mo Zhonghua's Flying Tiger Group can escape, at least they have escaped.
But then... there was a loud bang on the roof of the car, and it shook suddenly!
Raymond, Uncle Biao, and Le Huizhen all stood at their positions and witnessed with their own eyes Li Shaoze got up from the ground, ran for help, and jumped onto the roof of the car.
"Sir Li."
"Aze..."
Uncle Biao and Raymond suddenly recalled the first case that Li Shaoze took over. It was like this, lying on the car, at the moment of life and death, that Zhu Tao was defeated.
Le Huizhen raised the camera and followed Li Shaoze's movements, looking at Li Sir's fierce expression, her face flushed. I don’t know if it’s because of excitement or excitement, or just a simple intracranial orgasm.
