Hong Kong Comprehensive World Champion

Chapter 841 Master Zhuang's Talk!

ten days later.

A black BMW drove out of the consulate, and another black BMW drove out of the consulate...

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Three cars rushed past the side of the road and the side of the street, throwing up a few yellow dead leaves. In the air, the yellow leaf spun out several circles, fluttered, and fell heavily to the ground.

A middle-aged man in a gray windbreaker, a tall hat, and a cigar squinted his eyes, raised his head, and saw the black windows at the back of the car...

Zhuang Shikai was sitting in the back seat of the first BMW car, wearing a black suit, wearing a chief's gun around his waist, lightly holding a mobile phone in the palm of his right hand, carrying a gun certificate, passport, diplomatic certificate, etc. in his arms.

I saw him turning his face calmly out of the window to meet the man in the windbreaker.

He nodded slightly to greet each other. It was like greeting an old friend.

Today is the last day of the International Security Forum, and it is also the closing of the Security Forum and the media conference.

Delegations from many countries/regions have arrived at the scene, and will summarize the meeting soon, take a group photo, speak to the media, and end the meeting happily according to the process.

Giving the lighthouse country a stinky foot is stupid, so you can get some loans and some benefits.

Even if there is no benefit, at least you can not get beaten! It's not like some special delegations...you put a shit bowl on people and haven't come to the meeting for more than ten days.

Yes! The Hong Kong Island delegation hadn't attended the meeting for more than ten days. It wasn't that they couldn't participate, but because it didn't make much sense for safety reasons, the director simply ordered them to withdraw from the meeting!

If I dare to slap him in the face, why bother?

The members of the Hong Kong Island delegation have been following the "Nakajima Group" for a long time, and have completed all follow-up investigations on the "Nakajima Group". They know the political background, characters, and bosses of the "Nakajima Group". It is to publicly solve the "Nakajima Group", so that the United States will be ashamed and admit defeat at the closing meeting!

"China's action." Beside the consulate, a spy wearing a windbreaker picked up his mobile phone and dialed the number to report to his superiors.

At the same time, the FBI personnel began to lock the location of the Chinese side, and dispatched vehicles and special police officers to control the scene, but they actually controlled the Chinese side!

...

"Squeak!" Three black BMWs approached Chinatown and parked directly on the side of the road at the gate of Fuyun Restaurant. A group of police officers in suits pushed open the doors, slammed them together, and stood in a row aggressively.

Vehicles cannot stop in the middle of the road.

And once it stops, it is extremely eye-catching, and it is obvious that it is to find fault.

What's more, a group of police officers with Chinese faces are majestic and full of murderous looks.

"Zhuang sir, do it in a low-key manner?" Zeng Xiangrong was sitting in the co-pilot of the first car, holding the steering wheel with one hand, looking back and asking with a solemn expression.

He is a little worried.

Zhuang Shikai crossed his legs, opened his eyes wide, and said solemnly: "If you want to do it, make it bigger!"

"I don't have the habit of keeping a low profile!"

"yes!"

"Sir!"

Zeng Xiangrong got the order, he simply responded, opened the door and stepped out of the car, as the frontline commander.

"Action." He took out a walkie-talkie and said in a deep voice: "All do things."

"Yes, sir!" A group of police officers answered in the earphones.

Immediately, in Chinatown, many police officers disguised as lurking took out their weapons, hung up their ID cards, and rushed towards the gate of the restaurant with guns in both hands.

"Huh la la." Inside the gate of the restaurant, many normal diners had already dispersed before the car arrived, and the rest of the people in suits with fierce faces and tough temperament were all members of the Nakajima Group...

The members of the Nakajima Group saw Chinese people surrounding the restaurant. Whether it was the police or the public, a bloody battle was almost inevitable if such a thing happened in Chinatown, so there was no need to think too much about it.

So some members of the Nakajima Group returned to the back kitchen to collect weapons. When the plainclothes police officers took the lead in attacking, the Nakajima Group began to fight back hard.

The boss of the Nakajima Group is a ghost, but the manpower in Chinatown is mainly Chinese, with only a few ghost gunmen.

"Bang! Bang!"

"Bang!" The Chinese police officers held guns in both hands, walked quickly, and shot accurately head-on.

Launched an attack on the restaurant with scattered arrows.

"Da da da."

"Da da da." The gunmen of the Nakajima Group rushed out of the back kitchen with a handful of microchargers, pulled the trigger, and fired a shuttle of sharp bullets, and a short blue firework was sprayed from the muzzle.

"Ding ding ding!"

"Ding, ding, ding!" The police officers bent over, looked for cover, and made tactical moves to avoid them, showing their very elite combat qualities.

The gunmen of the Nakajima Group were frequently shot by the Chinese police officers and fell to the ground one after another. The comparison of the combat effectiveness of the two sides was very prominent.

You know, the Nakajima Group has an absolute firepower advantage, but firepower superiority has no sense of existence in front of combat literacy.

Although the Nakajima Group did not fall down at once, the Hong Kong Island delegation was victorious and continued to advance, and has completely occupied the lobby on the first floor of the restaurant.

After the Nakajima Group dropped more than a dozen corpses, their staff gradually retreated to the second floor, relying on the narrow stairs and floor advantage to resist.

It is only a matter of time before the army is defeated like a mountain.

...

"BOSS, the Chinese police are attacking!"

third floor.

Chamber of Secrets.

A white bodyguard in a suit called.

Qian Tao stood beside him with two combo pistols in his hands.

His expression remained calm.

Yong Wei was still wearing a red cheongsam. It's just that she has an extra "red wound" on her neck than a few days ago, and she has been fighting every night. It was the imprint left after the fierce fight.

"Crack!" At this moment, she stepped on the red high-heeled shoes on the desk, revealing a pair of long white legs, and then lifted the hem of the red cheongsam. There was a leather ring tied on the back of the thigh, and a gun bag was hung on the leather ring. There was a pistol in the pouch.

She raised her arm and unbuttoned the gun bag, reached for the black pistol, flicked it lightly, and the pistol spun rapidly in her palm.

"BOSS."

"The back door has also been blocked by the police."

"The Chinese police have carefully arranged the restaurant. It seems that they have been eyeing us for a long time." Another bodyguard in a suit said with a worried expression.

In the office, a large black leather bag slowly turned around...

Nakajima was wearing a suit with a red bow tie on his neckline. He looked at everyone with a calm expression and said, "Don't worry."

"We can kill from the front!"

Facing the situation where the police attack is retreating steadily, I don't know who gave him the confidence of an old dog.

Not surprisingly, the police would break into the secret room within five minutes. With the elite qualities displayed by the Chinese police officers, a few high-level thugs could not stop the Chinese police officers from attacking.

Don't look, these Chinese police officers are all nameless and ordinary-looking, as if they are ordinary patrolling policemen on the street.

However, the fact that they were able to go abroad to work with "Brother No. 1" is enough to prove their operational strength.

Picking out any police officer alone can bring down any senior thug of the Nakajima Group.

However, Mr. Nakajima pulled his tie, straightened his neckline, stood up and preached: "The FBI agents will take us out."

...

"Report sir."

"Capture layer A!"

"Kill a target..Kill a target...Left! Da da da, target killed!"

"Someone got shot! Someone got shot!"

"Hoo hoo!"

At this time, the communication channel of the Chinese police force rang out with intense gunshots, hurried footsteps, screams of being shot, the sound of the target falling to the ground, and the rapid breathing of the team members as they moved upward.

"GO! GO!"

"superior!"

"Report to the commander, capture the B floor, and wipe out most of the targets! No criminal boss has been found yet!"

"C floor! C floor!"

"up!"

The officers continued to exclaim over the comm channel.

...

"Beep! Beep! Beep!" At this moment, the siren sounded at the entrance of Chinatown.

I saw FBI police cars beeping their sirens, flashing their lights, and rushing towards the scene of the battle at an extremely fast speed.

It is no exaggeration to say that the firefight at the Fortune Restaurant was the biggest gunfight that ever broke out in New York Chinatown, and the next scene will be a historic story in New York Chinatown! Classic picture!

"Dong dong dong." At this moment, five FBI police cars knocked over many booths all the way, squeaked, and stopped at the bottom of the Fu Lou Tea House. Exit the intersection.

More than 20 FBI special agents, wearing combat uniforms, tactical helmets on their heads, and leather boots, rushed out of the police car with an advanced combat rifle in their arms.

"Wow!" The FBI's special intelligence team immediately raised their guns to face the Chinese police officers of the Hong Kong Island delegation.

"Crack! Crack!" They turned off the safety, pulled the bolt, and stood ready.

And use the cover of the vehicle, or stand behind the front of the car, the body, or the open door.

"Warning!" Zeng Xiangrong exclaimed, immediately drew his gun, turned around, leaned against the car, and turned the gun to point at the side ghost.

Immediately, the thirteen Hong Kong Island inspectors in suits who were guarding the entrance of the restaurant immediately drew their guns, turned around, turned their guns, and quickly dispersed their cover to confront the FBI with guns.

The scene was silent for a moment, killings flooded the streets, and the two sides refused to give an inch!

Why did the FBI draw their guns at the Chinese police officers? Up to now, there are too many possibilities and too many explanations, which, on the contrary, make this unimportant.

What to do next, what to do, determines the direction of events.

"Da da da."

"Bang! Bang!" In the restaurant, the gun battle continued.

"call…"

"Huh..." Downstairs in the restaurant, a gun battle was imminent.

Zhuang Shikai was in the middle of the confronting vehicles, and did not get out of the vehicle to evade, or drew his gun to join the confrontation. Instead, he quietly held a mobile phone and waited for the result.

I saw that Zeng Xiangrong took out his "diplomatic certificate" and showed it to the FBI, but the FBI told the police to stop attacking, otherwise they would open fire!

The Chinese police force clearly obtained the legal right to investigate, or did the FBI order the police force to investigate, but now someone from the FBI came to ask to stop the attack?

Just stop talking! Do you really think you are a boss?

Do you mean what you say? What did Master Zhuang say?

Zhuang Shikai opened the cover of the phone, tick-tock-tock, and dialed a few numbers.

He held the phone to his ear, looked out the window quietly, and smiled politely at a group of FBI agents.

Boss doesn't like hands-on!

It blows your mind when you do it!

"Ding Ding Ding!" Zeng Xiangrong's phone rang in his pocket.

With a dignified face, he held the gun in his left hand and took out his mobile phone in his right hand. He stared at the front without squinting. He pressed the answer button casually, and when he took the mobile phone to his ear, he heard an order: "Be the first to attack! Kill them all now." !"

Master Zhuang sat in the car and looked out the window and said calmly.

there is another chapter tonight