On the densely trafficked avenue, yellow taxis and Buick commercial vehicles staged a crazy chase. The originally orderly flow of traffic suddenly became chaotic. Two speeding cars crossed each other and continuously scraped and hit other vehicles, causing a chain reaction.
Banging and banging sounds came one after another.
Continuous traffic accidents have caused congestion on the entire road.
From all directions, sirens sounded from far to near, and a dozen blue-and-white-painted Peugeot hatchback police cars poured in from the side street that intersected with this main road to join the chase.
Ahead, traffic control was implemented, and a large number of police officers set up checkpoints to prevent the vehicles involved in the accident from driving along this main road into the area of Place Charles de Gaulle, where tourists and traffic are densely packed, which is the area around the Arc de Triomphe.
The sound of police sirens coming from far and near was particularly harsh. Yang Chen, who was driving the taxi, ignored it and stared coldly at the Buick commercial vehicle in front of him.
These kidnappers are by no means a mob.
It can be seen from the driving skills that there are two reasons.
This kidnapping was probably a carefully planned move.
Regarding himself or Nalan Hai, who has been aggressively buying European stocks in recent years... Yang Chen has difficulty judging for the time being, so he can only bite the opponent and look for opportunities to save people as soon as possible.
In the Buick, the bearded man driving the car glanced at the rearview mirror, and the taxi, which had almost pushed him into trouble many times, got close to him again, and he couldn't help but grit his teeth and curse.
In the passenger seat, a strong man wearing sunglasses grinned and showed his weapon, an Uzi submachine gun with an extended magazine inserted into it. It is definitely a weapon for refuting fire at close range. The man quickly pulled the trigger of the gun, opened the sunroof, stepped on the seat,
He stood up facing backward, leaned half of his body out of the sunroof, and raised his gun to shoot at the taxi that was catching up.
Yang Chen, who had experienced many battles, remained calm in the face of danger and quickly braked. The bullets that should have been fired into the car left more than a dozen shocking bullet holes in the deformed and twisted front cover.
The distance between the two cars instantly widened.
There is a police checkpoint a hundred meters ahead of the road. More than a dozen police cars are crossing the road, acting as roadblocks and bunkers. Dozens of policemen are hiding behind, waiting.
Due to traffic control, there were no other vehicles on this section of the road. Only two broken-down cars were left. They chased each other desperately and wanted to continue shooting at the taxis. After being reminded by their companions in the car, they turned around and grabbed dozens of cars.
Before the police opened fire, they fired a hail of bullets, which made the police unable to lift their heads.
The crazy Buick commercial vehicle took the opportunity to hit the police car blocking the road and roared past. The taxi driven by Yang Chen followed closely behind. The slightly unresponsive policeman hurriedly got into the police car and gave chase.
After a few minutes of speeding, the Buick commercial vehicle swerved into a side street and hit a woman pushing a baby stroller across the street.
The poor woman fell more than ten meters, which was very dangerous. The stroller that was not hit by the impact overturned at the street corner, and the baby inside cried loudly.
In order to avoid the stroller, Yang Chen had to slow down and go around. In fact, he wanted to get out of the car and put the child in a safe place on the side of the road, but the current urgent situation did not allow him to delay.
Beloved woman.
innocent baby.
After the animal avoided as much as he could, he chose the former without hesitation, speeding up to pursue the kidnapper who had escaped him by a large distance. Two cars parked on the street were waiting for the Buick commercial vehicle to pass by. They suddenly came over and lined up.
As the road was blocked, seven or eight men quickly got out of the car and pointed their guns at the taxi.
Yang Chen had no choice but to abandon the car, kicked the door open, and rolled to the side of the road. Gunshots rang out, and the taxi instantly turned into a honeycomb, knocking over two cars. It rushed out for more than ten meters and crashed into a small shop on the side of the road.
Horrible.
There are many shops and many pedestrians, and the bustling street has a European classical charm. It is like a terrorist attack, with pedestrians screaming and running away.
Yang Chen hid behind the marble pillars on the porch of a hotel on the street, waiting for the seven men with guns to slowly approach. Every passing second was a long torment for him, who was concerned about Nalan Tongtong's safety.
Seven strong men carefully surrounded them, but they found that Yang Chen behind the pillar disappeared out of thin air. When they looked at each other, Yang Chen, who was clinging to the top of the marble pillar, jumped down.
The men responsible for blocking the attack were caught off guard, and the two of them were hit in the face with a domineering whip kick by Yang Chen who fell down. Their cervical vertebrae were broken, their facial expressions became stiff, and they died.
With one successful blow, Yang Chen snatched the guns from the hands of the two dead men and started killing them with lightning speed. The seven opponents had no chance to fight back.
The sound of gunfire dissipated.
Seven strong men with big shoulders and round waists lay in a pool of blood, and there was only one survivor.
Yang Chen picked up the living thing he had deliberately left behind, walked calmly to an off-road vehicle on the side of the road, smashed the window, opened the locked door from the inside, stuffed the half-dead man into the passenger seat, and then drove away for a minute or two.
Later, more than a dozen police cars crowded into the street.
The police officers got out of the car and were shocked by the messy and bloody scene.
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A paradise for the rich and a hell for the poor.
This was once a precise description of New York. In fact, this statement applies to any international metropolis, and Paris is no exception.
The city is divided into twenty wards. The 18th arrondissement is the other side of Paris, the fashion capital. It is dirty, shabby and messy. The largest slum in the city is located here. Due to the large number of illegal immigrants and the concentration of African Americans,
The land is rife with violent crime.
The Buick commercial vehicle, which was beyond recognition after being hit, slowly drove into a narrow street in the 18th arrondissement and stopped in front of an old apartment building.
The four men got out of the car and roughly grabbed the stubborn and struggling Nalan Tongtong and entered the apartment building. The idlers and homeless people passing by turned a blind eye.
The kidnappers had covered Nalan's glowing eyes with black cloth strips. Under the brutal pull, the helpless little girl walked one step at a time until she reached room 602 on the sixth floor.
The men who were squatting in the room all stood up when their companions came back.
Nalan Tongtong was forced to squat in a corner and listen to these people chattering in French. She couldn't speak French well, but she could understand it. The general meaning was that she met a powerful character and almost went wrong. The incident had alerted the police.
However, when these people mentioned the police, they showed no fear, but their words and demeanor showed that they were still afraid of Yang Chen. After listening to the report of his subordinates, the leader took out his mobile phone to make a call.
Nalan Tongtong learned from the few words of this person that these people in the room were just errands, and there were people above her. Although she firmly believed that Yang Chen would come to save her, she was still confused at the moment, and she had no idea that the ugly man on the phone was serious.
Stare at her.
The ugly man with a gold tooth hung up the phone and walked towards Nalan Tongtong who was squatting in the corner with a grin. The footsteps were approaching. Nalan Tongtong also had an ominous premonition and shrank back, but there was a wall behind him.
Can be avoided.
"Don't touch me!" Nalan Tongtong roared, anxious and frightened, with tears streaming down his face.
The other kidnappers in the room laughed, each one more disgusting than the other. They didn't understand what Xiao Nizi said, but they knew very well what was going to happen next.
