... Mr. Castro is dead." A low voice came from the phone, "Ten minutes ago, more than fifty killers armed to the teeth rushed into the branch base. We don't know how they learned about this place.
location, but... Mr. Castro died during the evacuation. They should belong to the miracle of creation, and someone saw James..."
After being stunned in the car for nearly half a minute, he rolled down the window and let the cold snowy wind blow in: "Is there anyone who looks like Tulip?"
"This... we don't have detailed information about tulips..."
"I mean suspected!" Suddenly, Zhuang Amir yelled, "Please give me a possible estimate! We dispatched so many people here, leaving the entire base empty, just to kill her! Now let her...
Fight back! Can you give me a possible guess?"
"This..." In this moment of confusion, Zhuang Amir already had his own speculation, and he seemed unsure. After a while, following his words, "It seems... there is a suspected tulip."
The female killer is included, but it cannot be confirmed..."
Throwing away the phone with a "pop", Zhuang picked up the walkie-talkie: "Everyone listen, the plan has changed. Kill the target and all enemies in the building and prepare to evacuate."
After saying this, as soon as he released the button on the intercom, someone over there also pressed the call button: "But... we have captured the target, do we want to kill him..."
"Uh, caught?"
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Ground floor of the building, parking lot.
The dark space was suffocatingly tense. Several beams of light followed the direction pointed by the gun and focused on the corner of the parking lot.
"Throw away the gun, throw it away quickly!"
With the sound of shouting, figures surrounded them from three sides. There were not many people, and there were only four killers far and near. However, with the roar of a killer holding a submachine gun, the steamed bun who had just sat in the driver's seat slowly
He slowly raised his hand and threw the gun out of the car.
At this moment, the door of the carriage was not closed yet, and Mantou and Mr. Chen sat in the front row. Yahan and her daughter had just entered the carriage in the back, and Robert, half of his body stained with blood, was sitting in a car behind him.
Inside, the other two people had already raised their hands before they had time to enter. In terms of numbers, our side still had the advantage, but in the current situation, the old, weak, and injured on our side didn't mean much.
The most important thing is that on the roof of the car not far away, a killer is holding a rocket launcher and aiming it here. They are now in the car, but they have not even started a fire. If the other party fires a rocket grenade,
, there is absolutely no luck at all.
"Dry……"
Steamed Bun, who was also injured at this time and was bleeding from his body, cursed secretly in his mind. If it was just him and he threw himself to the side at this time, he might still be lucky to survive, but there was no way the two women in the back could keep up. The front
The flashlight on the killer's gun was too strong. It flickered in his eyes, and he couldn't help but feel a little anxious. Qiao Guorui had predicted the worst-case scenario for himself. When he couldn't guarantee safety, he would burn everything.
, no matter what, Pei Luojia cannot be allowed to get enough chips to threaten Tulip. Now... is it time...
Thinking like this in my mind, the killer next to the car door was talking to his companions. Although the voice in the earphones could not be heard, he could still hear his voice. I thought that the person on the intercom system was leading this operation.
The Zhuang-Amir.
"Well, yes, we are in the parking lot. It matches their predicted D breakout point..."
"No problem, everyone can come over, the situation is under control..."
"Aisen, Tony, Arthur and I are here. If they dare to mess around, the rockets in Aisen's hands will turn them all into roast pigs immediately..."
"OK……"
After the call was over, instructions seemed to be given. The man walked to the back row and pointed the gun at Yahan: "You, come out!"
She probably had already thought that this would be the case. Yahan's slightly pale face did not show too much surprise. Instead, she tried to hold Yahan back when her little mother shouted: "No, what are you going to do!"
At this time, she turned around and whispered a few words of comfort.
"Don't worry, someone will come to save us, I know it."
After speaking softly, she took a deep breath and walked out of the car.
"This way!"
Pointing to the front with the muzzle of her gun, Yahan glanced at the killer. As the light in front of her eyes dazzled her, she subconsciously tilted her head: "Don't mess with them! Otherwise, you will definitely die miserably!"
"Stop talking nonsense! Let's go!" The killer pushed her on the back with the butt of his gun. Yahan pulled her somewhat messy clothes and walked forward, looking back from time to time.
"Over there, miss, please go and sit in that car!"
As the man spoke, the distance gradually widened. Five steps, ten steps... Mantou closed his eyes and his body trembled slightly. On the one hand, the light in front was too dazzling. On the other hand, his hand was slightly lowered.
He had a few more guns, and he had more than one gun on him. If he pulled it out, he might be able to kill the woman in front of him immediately, but he would be dead... beads of sweat mixed with blood flowed down, but there was also a trace of hesitation in his heart.
The lights in front were too disgusting. Could that person be aware of his intentions?
Fifteen steps. Yahan walked to the SUV with the back door open and stopped.
"Get in!"
"Hey, I think the red Chrysler next to me looks better, doesn't it?"
The unusually abrupt voice came from the mouth of the assassin in front of him who was particularly dazzled by the flashlight. It sounded a bit like a joke. The leading assassin among the four glanced at him: "Hey, Tony, now
no……"
In the parking lot, Mantou's nerves suddenly became tense. Based on his intuition as an agent, the entire space froze for less than half a second, but in an instant it gave people an extremely dark and deep feeling.
The next moment, gunshots roared out, and the bullets pierced the surrounding space like thousands of meteors!
"You're not Tony..."
"bingo--"
Mixed with the roaring sound of machine guns, there were sounds of horror and calm tones. The dazzling light deviated from the passengers in the car, and two machine guns were waved out of the man's hands. A man who was still standing next to the car
The killer was almost directly blown to pieces by the bullet. The man carrying a rocket launcher on the roof of the car not far away was knocked away, and a rocket flew out with him. It hit the ceiling of the parking lot directly.
, stones were flying, and various things on the upper floor continued to fall. The man next to Yahan also fell to the side with his body covered with holes.
On the car.
In the blink of an eye, the situation was reversed, and the three killers were immediately killed. Mantou, who had reacted, suddenly turned the key in the car and tried to start the vehicle. The little mother in the back seat was still in shock. Yahan
Looking around, he saw that the killer who had suddenly switched sides had strode over. At the same time, gunshots rang out dozens of meters away, and bullets continued to produce sparks on nearby cars. More killers had already rushed over.
Bullets were pouring out almost crazily, and it was already a bit difficult to get back to the steamed bun truck. Yahan stood there, looking at the American man who came to her side. He pushed her body down, and this man
The killer who turned against him pushed the body lying on the sports car away and opened the car door.
"...because I don't have the key to your car."
The tone was slightly familiar to Yahan, and she seemed to be explaining to the dead person on the ground the reason for her request. As she was speaking, she was stuffed into the passenger seat of the sports car, and the man jumped into the driver's seat and pulled the car with a bang.
Get in the car door.
Turn on the ignition. The engine starts instantly.
"Close the windows, fasten your seat belt, and take a deep breath. It doesn't matter if you scream. It only takes three seconds for this sports car to reach a speed of 100 kilometers per hour." As he spoke, the sports car rushed out like a rocket.
At the same time, a rocket flew across the spot where the sports car had just parked, and knocked off the off-road vehicle next to it. "I guarantee it with my current personality..."
For a moment, she could almost hear the hallucinatory sound of breaking wind, and the familiar tone was vague, making her feel as if she was hallucinating. The huge acceleration of the sports car at the extreme start trapped her body firmly in the seat, and in a hurry
Zhong picked up the seat belt and buckled it accurately with just a "click". The man driving next to her seemed a little surprised by her neat movements and whistled subconsciously. When she turned around, Yahan saw what was happening behind her.
With the light of the flames quickly moving away, the steamed bun's car drove away quickly in the other direction.
The sports car almost drifted through two sharp turns in an instant. In the darkness, countless vehicles passed by in front of our eyes. Before we could take a breath, the sports car rushed towards the wall with no exit in front of us at the fastest speed.
The speed of tens of meters was just the blink of an eye for this sports car, and there was no time to scream. She closed her eyes suddenly.
boom--
It was an explosion that could only be heard on the outer streets. The explosives that had been prepared blew up the entire outer wall of the parking lot. A sports car roared out against countless rubbles!
At such a high speed, even if it didn't hit the entire wall directly, it would still be very hard to hit the flying stones. However, I only heard a few dull sounds in the carriage, and the glass was not broken at all. When I opened my eyes again, it was dark.
The scene of the market flashed before our eyes. Pei Luojia's killers naturally controlled the street behind the building, but there were not many vehicles blocked here. Police sirens were blaring at both ends of the street, and pedestrians along the roadside were still relatively smooth.
, the sports car sped towards one end.
The bullet slammed into the car window and bounced off the bulletproof glass.
Looking back, a rocket bomb caused a chain explosion of several vehicles in the rear.
There was a police blockade in front of them, but more vehicles blocked the pedestrian passage. The second rocket detonated the car directly in front. With a sharp turn of the steering wheel, the sports car sped into a building next to it.
.
The lower three floors of the building are all parking lots. In the silver sports car on the second floor, Zhuang Amir was talking to the walkie-talkie at this time: "Stop him, stop him no matter what! What? What did you say? Be louder and I will listen.
I'm not sure!" He looked up suddenly and saw a red sports car speeding up the winding driveway not far in front of him to the third floor.
"Needless to say, I have already seen it! According to Plan C, intercept him!"
As he spoke, he quickly started the sports car. Before it started, there was a loud noise above his head. The red sports car crashed through the railing on the third floor of the parking lot and flew directly onto the overpass on the side. The base of the sports car was pulled out violently.
Sparks flashed over his head.
It’s snowing all over the sky!
The silver sports car sped out and rushed to the third floor!
The overpass turned a big bend here. Due to the tight time, the police controlled the traffic in several nearby blocks, but did not have time to stop the traffic here. The red Chrysler almost roared and inserted directly into the bend.
The car body caused violent sparks on the inner fence. A second later, the sports car, which had regained control, continuously inserted into the gap in the traffic flow in front at the fastest speed, continuously overtaking, and behind, due to the sudden rush of the sports car, caused
A small-scale chain collision occurred. After a moment, another silver sports car rushed into it again, quickly passing through the collision position of several small cars, leaving behind a larger car accident.
Yahan turned her head and pressed her body against the back of the chair. In her field of vision, the speed of the sports car continued to increase, past the curve in the distance, and beyond was a busy intersection, the main road of New York.
Countless vehicles were thrown backward.
Damn, I didn't know what to say. The man driving the vehicle had already taken out a walkie-talkie and put it in front of him. He pressed a button and some noisy talk came from the other side.
"Who is it? I want a definite answer. Is he Tulip!?"
"We...can't be sure. She pretended to be Tony. The last thing I heard Joshua shout was you are not Tony..."
"Except for Tulip, I don't think anyone has such ability..."
"He's heading to the crossroads, Joe, Will... stop him!"
Although she was not sure who was speaking specifically, Yahan also roughly understood that these people actually arranged for someone to be in front. After the noise, the call system was quiet for a while. The intersection was getting closer and closer, the traffic was crowded, and the road
Various trees, neon lights, and buildings on both sides merged into the busiest New York night scene. Naturally, she couldn't tell who might be the enemy. Slowly, the man in the driver's seat stretched out his hand and pressed the call button on the intercom.
key.
The same voice came from the walkie-talkies of everyone in the back, including Zhuang. It belonged to Jian Suyan, a somewhat indifferent, neutral and slightly arrogant voice.
"Who is your father? Zhuang?" There was a faint smile on the other side of the intercom, "It's me."
At the intersection, the traffic lights began to count down, and when the lights changed, the lights on all sides turned green at the same time. Then there were the sounds of countless horns, brakes, and collisions.
A red sports car rushed out of the center of the big collision at the fastest speed, roaring towards the Manhattan Bridge with a brilliant night view in the distance. Behind it, countless swirling wind and snow looked particularly melancholy in the light.