In the luxurious suite, two large suitcases were placed in the corner. Bobby was walking back and forth in the room. His uneasy appearance made little Arthur worried. However, since the last time, His Highness has never hit him again. Little Arthur
Although Se didn't understand why, he clearly felt that his situation had changed.
There was a knock on the door, and Bobby went to open it in person. Liu Ziguang walked in with someone, looked around the room, nodded and said, "Ready, let's go."
Crow picked up a suitcase, and little Arthur hurriedly went to pick up another suitcase, but Bobby snatched it away: "I'll come, don't be afraid if something happens later, just follow me."
Little Arthur was dumbfounded. What happened to His Highness? It was as if he had changed.
The four of them quickly went downstairs. In the lobby, the manager approached politely and spoke with an elegant Cambridge accent: "Do you need help, Your Highness?"
"Thank you. I want to go for a walk and go to Italy. You can call me a taxi." Bobby said. He is a long-term guest of the hotel and does not need to check out for a short trip.
The manager said: "Of course, I wish you a pleasant journey."
The waiter at the door hailed a black taxi with London characteristics. Bobby and his group got into the car and left the hotel with the manager waving goodbye. They turned the corner and stopped. Liu Ziguang handed the taxi driver a taxi.
Zhang Dabo said: "Keep driving and stop at Liverpool Station."
The driver took the money and was very happy. He waited for the guests and their luggage to get out of the car, stepped on the accelerator and drove away. Taxi drivers in London are very dedicated and will definitely get things done after accepting the customer's money. If you don't go to this taxi in the east of Greater London,
He will not stop downloading other guests at Liverpool Station.
Liu Ziguang and others quickly got into two running cars on the side of the road. The black Cadillac in the front was the car of the mafia leader, and the small box truck in the back was probably the vehicle they used to transport the corpse, because in
A large black plastic body bag, tape and ropes, ether anesthetic and other items were found in the car. Unfortunately, the mafia's careful preparations all took advantage of the opponent.
Bobby got into the Cadillac, quickly closed the curtains and said, "Before I leave, I want to see a friend."
"Your Highness, it's too late, they will chase you at any time." Liu Ziguang patted the driver's shoulder. Zhang Baiqiang, who was wearing large sunglasses, stepped on the accelerator and the Cadillac merged into the traffic flow.
"I have to go, I have something very important." His Highness Bobby still insisted.
"Okay, where is it?"
"There is a private clinic at the intersection of Cromwell Road and Old Brompton Road, next to the Science Museum."
"Okay, let's stop there." Liu Ziguang looked at his watch and reluctantly agreed.
The Science Museum is just a block away from Kensington Road. He quickly arrived at the door. Liu Ziguang asked Crow to accompany His Royal Highness Bobby in, and he sat in the car to wait. His eyes inadvertently touched Chu Xiangdong, and both of them
Send out a knowing smile.
His Royal Highness Bobby's personal doctor was his friend when he was in college. Entrusted by Bobby, he sent two blood samples to the Royal Medical College Testing Center for an expedited paternity test. The report had just been delivered and had not yet been opened.
Without any time to say polite words, Bobby took the appraisal certificate and hurriedly left the clinic. After returning to the car, he calmed down, opened the envelope, and slowly read the appraisal report.
Liu Ziguang saw tears in Bobby's eyes in the rearview mirror, but he did not do anything extraordinary. Instead, he quickly wiped away his tears and hid the appraisal report in the inner pocket of his suit.
When the two cars drove directly out of the city, the hotel staff finally discovered the mafiosi who were tied up in the conference room. They hurriedly called the police and called an ambulance. The mafia leader crawled first, dragging his bleeding thigh.
He went to the phone, dialed his hometown and issued the order before getting on the stretcher.
Mr. Thomas hurried over, and the development of the situation was beyond his expectation. Not only were the mysterious Asians not dealt with, but Bobby was also missing. He hurriedly took out his mobile phone to contact everyone, and the prelude to a big hunt quietly began.
open.
First, the taxi heading to Liverpool Station was stopped on the way. After a group of men with guns searched the taxi, they politely asked where the guests at the Barmuny Hotel got off.
"They got out of the car on Kensington Road," the driver said, and then he saw the group of people jumping into the car on the side of the road and speeding away, as if their buttocks were on fire.
At the critical moment, Mr. Thomas showed his strong ability to act and the rigorous thinking of a lawyer. Through the surveillance equipment of a roadside shop, he retrieved the footage of Liu Ziguang transferring to other vehicles, and then asked the mafia to call the police to report that the car was stolen.
In addition, a large reward was offered for the capture of the people in these two vehicles, life or death.
The mafia all over London took action. Liu Ziguang and his car were driving towards Portsmouth. Suddenly three cars drove up from behind at high speed, and there were people in the car who shot at them. His Royal Highness Bobby was frightened.
Looking back, Liu Ziguang smiled: "Don't be afraid, we are not the police."
Bobby was very surprised. It was precisely because he was not a police officer that he was scary. The police would not shoot and kill people indiscriminately, but the Mafia was different. However, it was better for him not to speak on this issue. The whole situation was beyond what a crown prince could handle.
range.
In the small truck at the back, there was a hatchback of beer. This was the result of Dongfang Ke's hard work in canning bottles. Now it has become a weapon against pursuing soldiers. Lu Hai picked up a wine bottle and pouted at the crow: "
Open the door!"
Crow opened the car door, and Lu Hai, a former youth baseball team pitcher, threw the beer bottle out with lightning speed, hitting the windshield of the car that was chasing him at high speed. The beer bottle shattered immediately, and the gasoline inside was
Under the influence of the wind, it instantly spread all over the windshield and front hood. The white phosphorus in the bottle burned when it encountered the air. The car suddenly turned into a fireball and fell to the side of the road with a bang.
Lu Hai took advantage of the situation and threw two Molotov cocktails, blazing flames ignited on the road. The pursuers stopped, took out the fire extinguisher from the car, put out the flames on his accomplices in a messy manner, and yelled curses at the minivan that was driving away.
In the minivan, the guys high-fived each other, and Crow patted Dongfang Ke on the shoulder and said, "Siyan'er, you can do it. You might as well hang out with your buddies from now on."
"Don't dare, don't dare." Dongfang Ke said with fear, secretly regretting in his heart that he shouldn't have shown such a trick to attract the favor of this gang of desperadoes.
While they were talking and laughing, suddenly a call from the car in front came over the intercom: "Brothers, copy the guys, we have a tough battle to fight."
More than a dozen cars were lying on the road, with men in civilian clothes holding guns standing behind them. In the lush English wilderness, there was a scene that could only be seen in American police movies. It was very shocking.
The car in front braked to a sudden stop, Liu Ziguang pulled out his pistol and loaded it with a bang. The crow in the car behind also pulled the bolt of the Stirling submachine gun. This was a weapon found in the tool box, which greatly enhanced their firepower.
Chu Xiangdong, who was in the driver's seat, also cocked the hammer of the shotgun, put the sawn-off butt and the shotgun on the driver's seat, ready to shoot at any time.
At this time, the pursuers from behind also came up, and there were more of them than before. Seven or eight aggressive cars followed behind, like a pack of wolves.
"Guys, this deal is really tricky." Chu Xiangdong glanced at the rearview mirror and said to the three people in the car.
"Put this on." Crow took off his bulletproof vest and threw it to Dongfang Ke. He then took out a revolver, shook off the revolver, checked the bullets and stuffed them into his belt.
In the car in front, Liu Ziguang quickly observed the surrounding situation. The elegant and quiet English farm, with green grass, fences, cows, farmhouses, and big trees. There was basically no place to cover his body. If he left the car, he would only be caught by someone.
Use it as a target.
Zhang Baiqiang was also observing the terrain at the same time. He was blocked in front and pursued by soldiers, and there was no way to escape. The only way was to fight his way out with bravery.
"Protect yourself." Liu Ziguang turned to face the colorless Bobby and said something. He slowly lowered the car window. The Cadillac's huge wheels spun in place, making a huge roar and a burning smell, and suddenly rushed forward.
Go, Zhang Baiqiang's face hidden behind his sunglasses was as solemn as iron. He stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, pulled out the pistol with his right hand and stretched out the car window, and shot out all the bullets in the magazine.
Britain's cars are right-hand drive, so Liu Ziguang, who was in the passenger seat, had to lean out of the car window to shoot. The wind blew his hair back, like an angry lion, and the gun in his hand kept spitting out tongues of fire.
In the small truck behind, Crow leaned out of the sunroof and fired fiercely with a submachine gun. A hail of bullets enveloped the intercepting convoy a hundred meters ahead. More than a dozen cars of various types were hit, causing glass shards to fly everywhere.
The car body banged and banged, like an iron roof under the impact of heavy rain.
The mafiosi lay down one after another, enduring the flying bullets and glass shards. They were fierce men from several nearby groups. In order to offer a high reward, a group of people who usually ignored each other came together.
Facing the tyrannical opponent, the British pride and indomitable perseverance glowed at this moment. After the opponent's first round of shooting, they straightened up with curses and fought back with automatic rifles, shotguns and pistols in their hands.
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A hundred meters away, we arrived in a blink of an eye. The powerful Cadillac crashed into the blocking car. The smell of gasoline and gunpowder smoke filled the air. The gangsters who suffered heavy casualties cursed and hid aside and shot at the Cadillac repeatedly.
, but this car is a modified bulletproof car, and bullets cannot penetrate it at all.
Liu Ziguang and Zhang Baiqiang got out of the car one on the other, and the cold spring wind in England blew the hems of their windbreakers. The strong figures of these two people are destined to remain in the painful memories of the Hampden mafiosi.
At such a close distance, there is no such thing as marksmanship. The two sides were shooting almost face to face. For a moment, the gunshots were as dense as firecrackers. Everyone only remembered to shoot, subconsciously shooting, without any thought of evading or escaping.
To run away from such a distance is to leave your back as a target for others.
Zhang Baiqiang was hit by several bullets, but his body just staggered. He continued to wield his guns and knocked down the surrounding gangsters one after another. Blood spattered on his face and sunglasses, and he didn't even blink.
Liu Ziguang was not much better. He was dripping with blood. He didn't know whether it was the enemy's blood or his own blood, but he still stood tall and was shot in the head.
The gunfight only lasted a few seconds and ended. The gangsters finally couldn't hold on anymore and ran away. Liu Ziguang and the others did not pursue them. They stood there calmly changing magazines. The air was filled with the choking smell of gunpowder smoke, and the car engine
Thick white mist was exuding under the cover. His Highness Bobby trembled and climbed up from the floor of the carriage to look. He saw Liu Ziguang and Zhang Baiqiang standing upright in the wind like diamonds, surrounded by corpses.
With a "quacking" sound, the small truck behind suddenly braked to a stop. Crow jumped out first, picked up his submachine gun and fired a shot at the back, shouting: "The tire is flat, change the car!"
There were no intact cars at the scene, and the pursuers were still arriving in a steady stream. Liu Ziguang opened the car door, pulled Bobby out, and shouted: "Move to the farm in the direction of nine o'clock, Chu Xiangdong."
You bring someone to cover you."
"My luggage." Until now, Bobby was still thinking about his two large suitcases.
"It's too late." Liu Ziguang pushed Bobby, held little Arthur under his arm and said, "Listen to my order and run!"