Four hundred and thirtieth chapters crisis moment six
Bang!
The police car ran through the spike strips and had four tires burst, but it continued its momentum and smashed open two iron doors of the embassy.
The snipers who were lurking at several high points were unable to aim and shoot due to the speed of the car and the reflective film on the glass of the police car. They were helpless as they watched the car rush into the embassy.
It's not that they are incompetent, it's that Yang Chen is too cunning.
The car rushed into the embassy. The staff inside the embassy were confused by the sudden turn of events. They opened the windows one by one to look at the dilapidated police car in the courtyard.
In the police car that hit the airbag, Nalan Tongtong, who was in the passenger seat, slowly lowered her arms in front of her face. When she hit the iron door just now, Yang Chen was afraid that the airbag would hurt her, so she asked her to protect her head with her arms.
"It's time for us to get off the car." Yang Chen said as he opened the door and got out of the car. Nalan Tongtong got off the car as well. The police outside the embassy gate shouted and surrounded him.
"Husband, I..." Nalan Tongtong hesitated, worried about Yang Chen.
"I'm sure everything is fine. Come in quickly and follow what I taught you." Yang Chen hugged Xiao Nizi, kissed her forehead, and then patted her shoulder and back, signaling to hurry in.
Nalan Tongtong knew that the situation was urgent and the longer the delay would be, the worse it would be for Yang Chen. She said with tears that her husband would take care, turned around and ran to the main building of the embassy.
"I am Nalan Hai's daughter. The scum of the Paris police and gangsters conspired to kidnap me." Nalan Tongtong shouted while running, and the two closed doors of the embassy's main building slowly opened.
Nalan Hai, four years ago, followed the Li family in Hong Kong to buy stocks in Europe. He was not only known to the Chinese people, but also famous in Europe.
A business tycoon with tens of billions of assets.
Controlling a quarter of the UK's natural gas supply, getting involved in France's electricity and telecommunications industries, and acquiring Europe's largest toy manufacturing company, this legendary man is a proud role model for many Chinese.
Whatever happened to Nalan Hai's daughter, whether it was true or false, the embassy staff did not dare to take it lightly, so Nalan Tongtong successfully entered the main building of the embassy.
At the same time, more than a dozen police officers brazenly broke into the embassy area and attacked Yang Chen. This was a bad act that violated sovereignty, except in special circumstances, such as a repeat criminal infiltrating or the embassy being attacked.
Obviously, Yang Chen was regarded as a felon at this time. Nalan Tongtong was safe. Yang Chen had no worries and ran towards more than a dozen policemen with a sneer on his face.
Some policemen drew their guns, but they had some scruples and did not fire. In fact, there was no time to fire. Yang Chen arrived in a flash and ran into a dozen policemen. The policemen who passed by were as weak as lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
, were knocked down one by one, but the animal's running speed did not slow down at all, and rushed out of the embassy compound.
The snipers at several high points finally came into play. They stabilized their minds, evened out their breathing rhythms, aimed and shot. If they failed once, they would try again.
The sound of gunshots intertwined and shocked people's hearts.
The sniper rifle quickly fired with the momentum of the machine gun.
As the number of bullets fired increased, the confident snipers' expressions gradually became serious, and even showed inner horror. They used multiple sniper points and cross-fire. This was undoubtedly a dead place in their eyes, but the sniper target was not hit.
Damage, it seemed that every shot was just a hair away from killing this man.
A slight error can lead to a thousand miles.
This is true for snipers.
The dust cleared, and dozens of bullet marks were shocking on the asphalt road. Yang Chen disappeared without a trace. The police gathered at the scene were all dumbfounded. Fortunately, Teren Millers was thrown into the back seat of the nearly scrapped police car, and the crowd mobilized.
Pursuit and interception are not in vain.
The Paris police wanted Yang Chen and negotiated with the embassy at the same time. The kidnapping incident showed signs of turning into a diplomatic incident.
Late at night, in the hospital ward, Terron Millers, who woke up after first aid, learned from his subordinates what had happened after he fell into coma. He was dumbfounded and at a loss as things were developing beyond his control.
"You guys go out first, I need to rest." The restless Terenmilles issued an eviction order, and the people who came to visit him in the hospital left one after another, leaving only a few confidants, all of whom were scum of the police who were loyal to him.
"Boss, what should we do next?" someone asked Teren Millers cautiously.
"Ask me what to do, are you pigs?!" Terron Millers roared hysterically, his usual gentlemanly demeanor gone, and he looked like a madman.
The person who was scolded blushed and lowered his head.
"If this thing is messed up and we are done with it, you...immediately try your best to eliminate all hidden dangers." Tremelas stared at his confidants with a sullen expression on his face.
"What about Dean..." Victor, the bald chief of the Eighth District Police Station, asked tentatively.
"Everything, I said everything, do you understand?" Tremelas roared, spittle flying everywhere, Victor nodded hurriedly, and hurriedly walked out with a few others.
Paris, the largest city in Europe, is a symbol of fashion and prosperity. After night falls, this ancient city is more dazzling than during the day.
District 10.
The most attractive place in Paris after dark.
To be precise, it is the most attractive place for men. The huge sex industry and the overflowing sex industry affect the hearts of men. The needs of locals and tourists make this place abnormally prosperous.
In a dark alley across from a nightclub, Yang Chen smoked silently while squinting at the nightclub. Most of the people who passed by occasionally thought that this guy was a would-be patron with treacherous intentions and no courage, and either laughed at him, ridiculed him, or
Disdainful.
Yang Chen didn't take it seriously. He finished his cigarette slowly, threw away the cigarette butt, stamped it out, and walked slowly towards the nightclub. The first floor was similar to a bar, with dim lights, loud music, and more people, but it was more chaotic than ordinary bars. The waiters were all bikini girls, swaying their butts and shaking their breasts.
, coquettishly, and shuttled among the guests.
On the center stage, the sexy stripper performed selflessly. Every time she took off a piece of clothing, the men onlookers cheered and applauded. There were also some bikini girls sitting together on the sofa in the dark corner. From time to time, men came over to pick and choose.
Whoever pulled this man upstairs through the secret door.
Yang Chen found the secret door and walked straight over. When he was almost at the door, two fierce men who were taller and stronger than him hugged their arms with evil expressions and blocked him. He smiled coldly.
"Why are you laughing? Get away!" One of the strong men scolded Yang Chen.
Yang Chen looked at the guy who was scolding him. The moment he stopped smiling, he punched the guy in the stomach, knocking his feet off the ground and smashing the secret door behind him.
Another burly and intimidating man didn't react slowly. He gritted his teeth and smashed Yang Chen's cheek. A dozen butcher girls sitting side by side on the sofa not far away gasped.
They thought that Yang Chen's head would probably burst into pieces in the next moment.
Yang Chen remained calm, his huge fist came close to his face, and was pinched slowly by his left hand, which came first and came first. His straight body did not move at all, as if it had taken root.
While the people around him were stunned, he twisted the hand that was holding his fist violently, and the muscular arms of the strong man were instantly twisted into twists.
ah!
The screams echoed throughout the audience.
When everyone looked over, Yang Chen had already entered the secret door.
On the fourth floor of the nightclub, in a luxuriously decorated office, K12 boss Mad Dog Dean was sitting behind an exquisite dining table, eating steak and drinking red wine. Behind him, a tall girl with heavy makeup was massaging his shoulders. In front of the dining table, someone kidnapped Nalan Tongtong's
Gold Teeth stood up nervously.
There were dozens of tough men sitting or standing around, each holding a gun.
"I'll give you three more days, and if you still can't find anyone, then... you will be the one to die... get out!" Dean said while eating, with a stern expression on his face. Gold Tooth nodded hurriedly, turned to leave, and the two
A gorgeous wooden door wrapped in leather suddenly burst open, and the two people guarding the door fell into the room.
Immediately afterwards, Yang Chen walked in slowly.
