The Thunder Society is also one of the four major underground forces in China. However, the Thunder Society is mainly engaged in border drug trafficking and controls the largest source of drugs in China. It is so powerful that even Long Teng will not be able to take it down.
Although Li Fei likes money and sports cars, what he cares about most is his own life.
Since the Thunder Club has gone to rob it, they will definitely not be able to rob it.
Li Fei expected that the scene would be very tragic, and it was really not worth risking his life for a little drug.
After asking for some useful information from Li Fei, Shen Lang hung up the phone, stepped on the accelerator, and the BMW suddenly increased its speed.
The matter was so complicated that Shen Lang was too lazy to think about it, so he rushed to the scene first.
The Westport Pier has long been crowded with people, and it’s almost like going to a market.
All the gangsters in Huahai City came after hearing the news and gathered here. A rough count numbered at least several thousand people.
The gangs of these underground organizations usually appear to be impeccable, but when they really gather together, they become a huge force.
The largest force is the Thunder Club, with nearly a thousand people.
The Thunder Club comes to China Sea two or three times a year to smuggle things, including arms and drugs, and the quantities are large.
It just so happened that the Thunder Club had just arrived yesterday, and news came out in Sihanoukville that there was a large amount of drugs, so they immediately rushed over to grab it.
The leader is Yan Long from the Thunder Club, wearing gold earrings and about thirty years old.
Yan Long is the fourth oldest person in the Thunder Club. He is a super drug lord in Nanyun Province and is famous all over the world.
In addition to the Thunder Club, there are the Fengyuntang branch, the Hualong Gang, and several gangs controlled by the Qiao family.
The other smaller gangs are not to be outdone and are still astonishingly powerful when united.
Several large ships arrived at the pier, and they were all Mexicans. Seeing the crowds of people at the pier, all of them were guys wearing black vests, a group of Mexicans couldn't help but look at each other, not understanding what was going on.
"Come on!" Yan Long ordered.
The members of the Thunder Society picked up the automatic rifles in their hands and fired wildly at the ship.
"Da da da..." The Mexicans on the boat were so frightened that they fell into a pool of blood before they had time to escape.
The entire dock suddenly exploded, and everyone rushed towards the big ship.
The fight for drugs will naturally cause friction, and soon there will be constant gunfire and chaos.
Yan Long came to Huahai for smuggling this time. Because the quantity of goods was large, he brought thousands of brothers from the Thunder Club with him.
The total number of people is much larger than that of the Fengyuntang branch.
In the exchange of fire between several parties, Thunder will quickly gain the upper hand.
With their numerical advantage, they quickly controlled the entrance to the pier and were the first to control the large ships.
Yan Long was ecstatic, thinking that he was about to catch those white noodles worth more than 2 billion.
"Keep them down for me!" Wan San, the boss of Fengyuntang branch, roared angrily.
"Ta-ta-ta!" There was a fierce exchange of fire between the two sides. There were large containers everywhere on the edge of the dock. The gunfight was like a guerrilla war.
"Boss, what's on the boat is not drugs, it's flour.
"After a while, several men from the Thunder Club ran off the boat and shouted to Yan Long with frightened faces.
"What!" Yan Long's face that was so proud just now suddenly solidified.
Behind the pier, a group of gangsters had a fierce gun battle with the police. Pedestrians passing by ran away in panic. Except for the sound of gunshots, the area suddenly became quiet.
"Xiao Liu, how many people are there on the other side?" Bai Qingyu's face was solemn. She hid behind the car and fired her gun while asking a policeman next to her, dripping with sweat.
"There are too many. The small detachment that just rushed up has more than half the casualties!" Xiao Liu held a walkie-talkie in one hand and fired from time to time.
"What!" Bai Qingyu's face changed drastically.
I can't believe that so many underground organizations and gangs have gathered on the dock.
Bai Qingyu quickly calmed down, hid behind the police car, took out her cell phone and dialed a number.
"Hello! Officer Zhang, this is Bai Qingyu.
Immediately bring all your criminal police detachments and come to the Westport Pier! Yes! A very fierce gun battle broke out here. Come quickly for support! Bring all the people you can!" Bai Qingyu said hurriedly.
After hanging up the phone, Bai Qingyu quickly dialed Yang Hu's number.
At the pier near the sea, the gunfight became more and more intense.
"Damn it, stop it! Damn it, there's not even white flour in those boats, it's all flour!" Yan Long yelled with a loudspeaker.
"You're fucking lying to a three-year-old child, get your people off the boat immediately!" Wan San yelled angrily.
"Da da da!" People on the Fengyun Hall side raised their AK47s and swept them wildly towards Yan Long.
Yan Long hid behind the container, his face turned black with anger.
I don’t know who spread the false news, so gangsters from all over Huahai came to grab the flour. After fighting for a long time, they found out that the ships were filled with flour.
Many people have died, and now they are all on fire.
"Boss Wan, a group of policemen came to the pier and opened fire from behind!" A strong man stepped forward and said to Wan San.
Wan San groaned: "Damn, how many police are here?" "Probably not many, they haven't hit any of us yet.
Some small forces were exchanging fire with the police.
Wan San frowned and shouted: "Leave a way out and let some people kill the police first!" "Yes!" The fight at the pier has resulted in countless casualties, and there are corpses everywhere.
Some small gangs have already regretted it. They didn't expect that the fight would become so fierce. They couldn't bear it.
Gunfire is raging in front, which is the territory where the Thunder Club and Feng Yun Tang are fighting.
The small gangs wanted to evacuate, but a large wave of police blocked them from behind, forcing them to exchange fire with the police.
The gun battle became more and more intense. Pedestrians passing by the pier thought they were filming a movie, but when they saw the bodies lying on the ground and the blood stains, they were immediately frightened out of their wits.
"Brothers, kill those policemen!" a young man with a wolf head tattoo roared, picked up an AK47, and started sweeping wildly.
At six o'clock in the evening, it was getting dark, and there were still constant gunshots at the Westport Pier.
The police's combat effectiveness was much worse than that of these professional underground gangs who had experienced hundreds of battles. In addition, there were not many criminal police armed personnel brought by Bai Qingyu, and more than half of them were killed or injured in an instant.
The police only have advantages in firepower and equipment, but the other side has the advantage of having more people.
Even professionally trained criminal police officers have far less ideological awareness than Bai Qingyu. Many police officers were frightened and ran away.
Bai Qingyu couldn't say anything to stop him. After all, life came first, and no one was willing to sacrifice his life in vain.
So far, there are only dozens of policemen struggling to support the situation.
Bai Qingyu's face turned pale. He never dreamed that things would turn out to be so serious.