As soon as the three bodyguards walked out of the door of the building, bullets hit their chests. They didn't even have the qualifications to hum, and they collapsed to the ground after being shot several times in an instant."

Dang, Dang, Dang!"

Six bulletproof vehicles were lined up in front of the vehicle. The doors and glass windows of the vehicles immediately made a hard collision, and warheads were embedded in the bulletproof layer."

boom!"

The bulletproof glass with a warhead in it made a violent explosion, turning into a rain of broken glass and falling all over the floor. Ten foreign bodyguards wearing headsets and carrying weapons at their waists immediately pulled out their pistols and divided into two groups to hold on to the doorposts.

Fight back: "Bang!"

"boom!

boom!"

Li Jiayu stood behind the two bodyguards, his face turned pale with fear, and he quickly retreated with the bodyguards."

Group A is under attack!"

Today "Group A is under attack!"

"Plan B, withdraw the building, G0G0GO!"

A bodyguard captain was leaning against the doorpost, holding a gun in both hands and shouting loudly.

The beveled side of the doorpost was pockmarked, and the fragments brought by the rifle bullets suddenly smashed his sunglasses. He couldn't help but cover his eyes and screamed: "Ah!"

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!

Two streaks of thick blood ran down between the fingers.

A bodyguard held a suitcase in front of him and blocked two stray bullets one after another. It was obviously a special bulletproof suitcase, but the next moment a bullet hit his skull."

boom!"

The whole person fell to the ground.

When Zhang Zihao saw that the bodyguards on both sides of the Li family were missing a corner, his expression became extremely excited, and he raised his gun and fired wildly: "|Da da da!"

"Brother, wealth and glory are right in front of you!

!

!"

Half of Li Jiayu's eyes were stained with blood, and half of his vision was filled with gunfire, and half was bright red. It didn't seem like he was in the human world, but seemed like he was in hell.

There is a thin line between the world and hell!

Cheung Kong Building has a total of fifteen floors, more than 800 staff, more than 50 security guards, and hundreds of rooms.

The terrain is strong and the personnel are complex. All fifty security guards were replaced a week ago, and all are equipped with gun licenses. There are ten shotguns, twenty rubber submachine guns, and twenty license plate pistols in the security room.

There are more than fifty surveillance probes, large and small, able to fully control the intelligence advantages.

At the same time, the North Point Police Station is only eight kilometers away from King's Road. Police support will arrive within seven minutes. There are assault vehicles in the distance that have not been patrolling for 24 hours.

Given the poor training of the Hong Kong Police Force, a stormtrooper team can exterminate the gangsters.

Ji Bingxiong took off his glasses and wiped them clean with his shirt. His legs became so weak that he couldn't even move when he walked. He was completely supported by two bodyguards and retreated into the elevator.

Outside the security room, a body in a blue security uniform lay slumped on the ground.

Cai Jinping raised the white star coldly, pulled the trigger towards the living person in the front, and fired two more shots: "Bang!

boom!"

-The security captain opened his eyes, twitched his neck, and kicked his legs willingly. The blood from the bloody hole in his neck flowed to his trouser legs, and then soaked his shoes and socks red.

There was a walkie-talkie on his shoulder, and Duan was shouting: "The target has been found, the target has been found, the gangsters have not yet launched a weak attack, trying to retreat from the small building."

"The control room provides route guidance."

The sound of the radio station was outside the noisy security room, and with more than 70 stations, the wall-to-wall surveillance footage was strange and eerie, like a white humorous drama.

The entire security room is made of bulletproof steel walls and eight-layer iron doors. There is no noise from the computer room on the right and left sides. Some gunshots can't be heard at all in the chaotic moment, and more people care.

Cai Jinping bent down and picked up the clean walkie-talkie, turned on the call button, leaned to his lips and smiled: "There is no group of gangsters in the basement to attack the small building. There are ten people left and right, please slow down and support."

^Received!"

"^Received!"

The two teams of security members immediately evacuated their positions and retreated to the basement of the small building to resist. Half of the security guards who resisted the small door were removed.

Zhang Zihao and others suddenly felt the pressure and immediately launched a frenzied attack.

Control room - outside the screen, the entrance to the basement is empty, not even a car.

Cai Jinping's eyes were fixed on another computer screen, which showed a group of bodyguards standing outside the elevator and Boss Li among the bodyguards in suits.

I hurriedly took out a white hood, pulled it up, reached out and pressed a button to lock the elevator.

At the same time, seven muscular accomplices wearing white vests pulled their hoods together.

The eight people only reveal a pair of eyes, a mouth, and a breathing hole.

No one hates fighting in the streets, no one hates going straight to the heart, and even less so!

The Eight Little Thieves.

None of them are coquettish.

At this moment, Repulse Bay, Li's villa, and Li Jiayu were standing outside the living room. The news of the shooting in Changshi was being broadcast under the TV. The reporter's camera was shooting from a distance of a hundred meters. It was not a day when gunshots were heard and the fire at the small door was photographed.

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Whether ATV has reported relevant news, but it means that other TV stations will let go of the cold spots. There is no difference between influencing public opinion and completely controlling it.

Any capital strives to control public opinion 100%. Nothing will only become more suppressed and more violent. If the blockage is sparse, a floodgate needs to be opened.

At that time, Xia Yeshu was holding a phone and said anxiously: "Sir Cai!"

"The news said that the gangsters haven't been beaten back by Chang Shi: Xiaoxia, it's not been seven minutes since the crime happened, why haven't the police arrived at the scene?"

Li Shaoju was sitting outside the office, wearing the uniform of the Commissioner of Police, rubbing his eyebrows with a headache: "Ah Ju, the North Point Police Department has not sent eight assault vehicles to the scene to support."

But he knows the traffic situation on the north shore of Hong Kong Island. Now there is a small traffic jam and the assault convoy will not be able to retreat at all."

"He is worried that you haven't sent uniformed police officers to rush to the scene on foot, and the traffic police are also backing up to provide support. In about eight minutes, no police will arrive."

Ai Mo: Less than death.

Xia Yeshu felt a little desperate inside. How could the uniformed police's .84 and the traffic police's reflective vests compete with the criminals' AK47s and bulletproof vests?

Not to mention that the military uniforms and traffic police will arrive within eight minutes, even if a hundred military uniforms are dropped from the sky right now, it will still be useful. Modern gangsters can be defeated by numbers.

Changshi: There are not even 400 people outside the small building!

How could these four hundred people suppress the bandits?

Xia Yeshu's tone was humble, almost pleading: "Uncle Cai, can you send the Flying Tigers to the end?

The Flying Tigers are renowned as Asia's most adept general combat force in handling local cases..." Li Shaoju sighed: "Of course there is a problem, nephew, you haven't signed yet to order the Flying Tigers to take action, wait a moment, wait.

It'll be there in a moment."

Li Jiayu said gratefully: "Thank you very much, Uncle Cai. Cheung Shi will definitely contribute less to the police force in the future and I will definitely support him!"

"Yes, that's your responsibility and what you should do..." Director Cai smiled heavily."

boom!"

At that time, there was a loud bang at the small door of the villa, and the European-style electric iron door took off directly in the light of the fire, falling far away into the lawn.

Seven people, Ye Jihuan, Ye Jiyu, Ye Jixian, and Ye Jicong, carried AKs and jumped into a van, followed by more than a dozen gangsters wearing jeans, sportswear, bulletproof vests, and gold chains.

Seven silver-gray vans are parked in front of the mansion. Since the mansion was built, there have never been such cheap cars parked in front of the mansion!"

It's quiet inside, and it's time for you to do something. Let the bandits in the sky know your reputation!

Make a name for yourself and make a fortune!"

Ye Jihuan pressed the barrel of the AK, and with the gun roaring, he rushed out of the villa in small steps.

The Ye brothers stood shoulder to shoulder and took the lead. The remaining ten bodyguards outside the villa were vulnerable to a blow and quickly retreated to guard the garden and ran away from the villa.

It was a challenge between villains and rich men, a battle in which the highest class fought against the lowest class. We must have no guns in our hands. We may have to leave a mansion once in our lives.

Ye Jihuan looked at the flowers and green plants outside the mansion, all leaning towards me. The sculptures and decorations were all complete before his eyes, and he felt extremely slow in his heart.

Nowadays, when gangsters invade wealthy families, the emperor must be on top!

Li Shaoju's voice on the phone was stunned for a moment, and he asked aloud: "Aju, what's the sound?"

Li Jiayu's whole body was numb with fear, he swallowed his saliva, and replied tremblingly: "No one has retreated..." Xia Yeshu was stunned for a moment: "You immediately tell the Flying Tigers to turn around!"

At that time, the sound of gunshots outside the room had not disappeared yet. A man reached out and disconnected the phone cord, then patted Li Jiacheng on the head: "You bastard, I will call you when I see you!"

A group of people stood in front of this man, holding weapons in their pockets. They looked at me playfully: "My name is Brother Huan, do you understand?"

"Silly boy!"

Li Jiacheng stammered and shouted: "Brother Huan!"

Ye Jihuan smiled: "Good boy, treat him to dinner tonight."
Chapter completed!