Chapter 852

Ten days later.

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

Shua! Shua! Shua!

Three cars rushed across the side of the road and set off several yellow dead leaves. In the air, the yellow leaves turn out in several circles, flutter and fall to the ground.

A middle-aged man in a gray windbreaker, a high hat and a cigar narrowed his eyes, looked up and saw the black window in the back of the car

Zhuang Shikai sat in the back of the first BMW, wearing a black suit, a director's gun on his waist, a mobile phone in his right hand, a gun certificate, passport, diplomatic certificate and so on.

His face calmly turned to the window and looked at the man in windbreaker.

He greeted each other with a gentle nod. It's like greeting an old friend.

Today is the last day of the international security forum, as well as the closing of the security forum and the press conference.

Many delegations from countries and regions have arrived at the scene. They will summarize the meeting, take a group photo, speak to the media and end the meeting happily according to the process.

It's silly to support the lighthouse country. You can get some loans and benefits.

Even if it's not good, at least it won't be beaten! Unlike some special delegations... They have not come to the meeting for more than ten days.

yes! The Hong Kong Island delegation had not attended the meeting for more than ten days. It was not that it could not attend, but in view of safety and little significance, the director simply ordered to withdraw from the meeting!

I dare to hit him in the face. What stinky feet do you hold?

The people of the Hong Kong Island delegation have been watching the "Zhongdao group" for a long time. They have completed all follow-up investigations on the "Zhongdao group" and know the political background, figures and leaders of the Zhongdao group. The reason why they wait until today is to publicly solve the "Zhongdao group" and make the United States lose face at the closing meeting!

"Chinese action." Next to the consulate, the spy in a windbreaker picked up his mobile phone and dialed the number to report to his superior.

At the same time, the FBI began to lock the position of the Chinese side and sent vehicles and special police officers to control the scene. In fact, they controlled the Chinese side!

……

"Squeak!" Three black BMWs drove close to Chinatown and stopped directly at the roadside at the gate of Fuyun restaurant. A group of police officers in suits pushed open the door, slammed together and stood in a row.

Vehicles cannot park in the middle of the road.

Once it stops, it is extremely eye-catching. It is obvious that it is to find fault and do things.

Moreover, a group of police officers have Chinese faces, majestic and full of murderous spirit.

"Zhuang sir, keep a low profile and do it?" Zeng Xiangrong sat in the front passenger car, holding the steering wheel with one hand and looking back with a dignified face.

He was a little worried.

Zhuang Shikai crossed his legs, opened his eyes and said in a solemn voice, "if you want to do it, do it big!"

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

"Yes!"

"Sir!"

When Zeng Xiangrong got the order, he simply answered, opened the door and stepped out of the car as a front-line commander.

"Action." He took out a walkie talkie and said in a deep voice, "all work."

“yes，sir！” A group of police officers answered in the headphones.

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

"Wow." In the front door of the restaurant, many normal diners had already dispersed before the car arrived, and the rest of the ferocious looking and tough suits were members of Zhongdao group

Members of the Zhongdao group saw that Chinese surrounded the restaurant. Whether it was the police or the society, a bloody battle was almost inevitable in Chinatown, and there was no need to think too much.

So some members of the Zhongdao group returned to the kitchen to get weapons. When plainclothes police officers took the lead in the attack, the Zhongdao group began to fight back.

The leaders of the Zhongdao group are ghost people, but the people in Chinatown are mainly Chinese, and there are only a few ghost gunmen.

"Bang! Bang! "

"Bang!" Chinese police officers, armed with guns, walked quickly and fired accurately to attack head-on.

Attack the restaurant with scattered arrows.

"Dada dada."

"Dada dada." The gunmen of the Nakajima group rushed out of the kitchen with small punches, pulled the trigger, fired a sharp projectile of a shuttle, and a short blue fireworks burst from the muzzle.

"Ding Ding!"

"Ding Ding!" The police officers bent over, looked for shelter, made tactical moves and avoided everywhere, showing their very elite combat literacy.

The gunmen of Zhongdao group were shot frequently by Chinese police officers and fell to the ground one by one. The comparison of combat effectiveness between the two sides is very prominent.

You know, Zhongdao group has absolute firepower advantage, but firepower advantage has no sense of existence in front of combat literacy.

Although the Zhongdao group did not fall down with a push, the Hong Kong Island delegation has won victory and continued to advance, and has completely occupied the lobby on the first floor of the restaurant.

After Zhongdao group left more than a dozen bodies, its hands gradually retreated to the second floor, relying on the narrow stairs and the floor advantage.

Defeat is like a mountain, but sooner or later.

……

"Boss, the Chinese police are attacking!"

Third floor.

a secret chamber.

Cried a white bodyguard in a suit.

Qian Tao stood by with two tandem pistols in his hands.

His expression was steady.

Yong Wei is still wearing a red cheongsam. However, there was a "red wound" on her neck more than a few days ago, and she was fighting every night. It was a mark left after a fierce fight.

"Pa!" At the moment, she stepped on the red high-heeled shoes on the office desktop, revealing a pair of snow-white long legs, and then lifted up the hem of the red cheongsam. A leather ring was tied inside the back of her thigh. A gun bag was hung on the leather ring, and a pistol was inserted in the gun bag.

She raised her arm, unbuttoned the gun bag, took out the black pistol with her fingers, shook it gently, and the pistol spun rapidly in the palm of her hand.

“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 suit bodyguard said with worried face.

In the office, a large piece of black leather turned slowly

Nakajima was wearing a suit with a red bow tie at the neck. He looked at the people calmly and said, "don't worry."

"We can kill from the front!"

In the face of the defeat of the police attack, I don't know who gave him the confidence to be as stable as an old dog.

Not surprisingly, the police will break into the secret room within five minutes. With the elite quality shown by Chinese police officers, a few senior thugs can't stop the attack of Chinese police officers.

Don't look, these Chinese policemen are nameless and ordinary looking, as if they were ordinary patrol policemen on the street.

However, their ability to work abroad with the "first brother" is enough to prove their operational strength.

Any single police officer can bring down any senior thug of the Zhongdao group.

However, Mr. Nakajima pulled his bow tie, straightened his collar, stood up and said, "FBI agents will take us out."

……

"Report, sir."

"Capture floor a!"

"Kill a target... Kill a target... Left! Dada, the target is killed! "

"Someone was shot! Someone was shot! "

"Hoo Hoo!"

At this time, fierce gunfire, rapid footsteps, screams of being shot, the falling sound of killing the target, and the rapid breathing sound of the team members when they move upward sounded in the communication channel of the Chinese police force.

“GO！ GO！”

"Go!"

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

"Level C! Level C! "

"Up!"

The police continued to scream on the communication channel.

……

"DIDU! Doodle! Doodle! " Then the siren sounded at the entrance of Chinatown.

FBI police cars with sirens and flashing lights rushed to the scene of the battle at a very fast speed.

It is no exaggeration to say that the exchange of fire in Fuyun restaurant is the biggest gun battle ever broke out in New York Chinatown, and the next scene will be the historical story of New York Chinatown! Classic picture!

"Dong Dong Dong." At the moment, five FBI police cars knocked over many stalls all the way, squeaked and stopped at the bottom of the Fu Building teahouse. The front of the car was directly facing the three BMWs in front of it, blocking the exit intersection of the BMW team with the body.

More than 20 FBI special agents rushed out of the police car wearing combat clothes, tactical helmets, leather boots and an advanced combat rifle.

"Wow!" The FBI secret service immediately raised a gun to the Chinese police officers of the Hong Kong Island delegation.

"Click! Click They turned off the safety, opened the bolt and stood by.

And with the help of the cover of the vehicle, or standing behind the front, body and open door.

"Alert!" Zeng Xiangrong exclaimed, immediately pulled out his gun, turned around, leaned against the body, turned the muzzle of the gun and pointed to the ghost guy on the side.

Immediately, thirteen Hong Kong Island inspectors in suits guarding the restaurant immediately pulled out their guns, turned around, turned their guns, and quickly dispersed their cover to confront the FBI with guns.

The scene was suddenly quiet, killing the streets, and the two sides did not give in!

Why did the FBI draw a gun at the Chinese police officer? Up to now, there are too many possibilities and too many explanations. On the contrary, it makes it unimportant.

How to go and what to do next determines the direction of the event.

"Dada dada."

"Bang! Bang! " In the restaurant, the gunfight continued.

"Hoo..."

"Hoo..." under the restaurant, a gunfight was imminent.

Zhuang Shikai was in the middle of the confrontation between the two sides and did not get out of the car to avoid, or draw a gun to join the confrontation. But quietly holding a mobile phone waiting for the result.

I saw Zeng Xiangrong take out his "diplomatic certificate" and show it to the FBI, but the FBI scolded the police to stop the attack, otherwise they would fire!

Did the Chinese police force clearly obtain 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?

If you stop, stop! Really think you're a big man?

What do you mean? What does Master Zhuang mean?

Zhuang Shikai opened the cover of his mobile phone, ticking and dialing out several numbers.

He took his cell phone to his ear, quietly looked out of the window and provoked a gentle smile at a group of FBI agents.

Big guys don't like to do it!

Move your hand and make you explode!

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

His dignified left hand held a gun, his right hand took out his mobile phone, stared at the front, arbitrarily pressed the answer button, took the mobile phone to his ear, and heard an order: "it's better to start first! Now get rid of them all! "

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