In fact, there are more than two cars on the road.

"Let's find a cover to get off the side. It's very close to the used car treatment factory. The two cars behind may be suspects. If no one comes to such a place at night, don't turn off the engine."

The fbi car did not turn on its headlights at all. The captain was very experienced and found two high beam dogs catching up with the road section behind. He immediately ordered the driver to slip the car out of the shoulder and wait around behind a large billboard.

"Who is behind? aplus?"

Sinaloa also found the back car and poked half of her body out of the passenger seat window. She was so happy that she cried and laughed, "Hey! Good brother! I knew you would come! I m-fxxk knew you were not that kind of person! Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo w

"Will you talk about it if you don't go to the processing factory and Barron?" asked the subordinate.

"Stop! I want to talk to brothers Aplus first." He sat back into the car and shouted at the driver.

"Okay OK." The driver pulled over and stopped the car.

Sinaloa got out of the car excitedly and ran in the middle of the right lane. While jumping, he waved his hands excitedly towards the car behind, "I'm here! Brother aplus!" he shouted.

"Minky boy, he found us..."

The dark green book car has the fastest speed. When they saw Sinaloa in the middle of the road ahead, they were already very close. The driver subconsciously stepped on the brakes and stopped more than 20 meters away from the other party.

"He doesn't seem to be hostile?"

The three Harlem Old Hei in the car looked at Sinaloa who was excited in front of him, looking at each other, and couldn't make up for a moment.

"Hey, m-fxxk turns off the headlights!"

Sinaloa and his men narrowed their eyes by the high beams, and he shouted.

"Damn it, do it! It's here! He must be the GD gunman, he can't make a mistake, believe me!"

In the dark green book, the black man who was driving was hesitating for a while with his pistol barrel in his car, and exchanged fierce eyes with his two companions, then rolled down the car window at the same time, poked out his body, and aimed.

"It seems something is wrong..." Sinaloa's man covered the light with his hands and tried to distinguish, and he also picked up his gun, "Aplus won't drive such a broken car, hey! The people behind him! Get off! Let me see you clearly!"

Without any reaction, Sinaloa's smile froze on her face and suddenly jumped to the side of the road.

‘Bang!Bang!’

Three fires lit up in the direction of the high beam, and gunfire sounded far away in the quiet night.

There was no light on the Chrysler Fifth Avenue hanging far behind. Old Mike stopped the car when he heard the gunshots. He took out the map, illuminated it with a small flashlight biting his mouth, quickly estimated it, then reversed, quickly retreated to a three-way intersection nearest, and then parked the car in the woods that said goodbye, got out and opened the trunk to get the gun.

‘Bang! Bang! Dada…’

"Report, report, fierce firefighting occurred on roads outside the factory area, fierce firefighting occurred on roads outside the factory area!"

The policeman's report came from the walkie-talkie in the waste car treatment plant. In fact, everyone heard it vaguely, "fxxk!" the director cursed, "The helicopter unit is in place, the helicopter unit should be in place quickly, go to the fire place, report to me at any time, over."

"Please reply when Group D hears, and Please reply when Group D hears." The director continued to order.

"Group d received, over."

"Block the roads as planned, block the roads as planned, over."

"Group d is in place soon...we are in place, over."

"What should we do?"

The sheriff and the SWAT captain looked at him and Charles, "SWAT, let's go there first, the police force will follow." Charles ordered.

A dozen police lights suddenly lit up in the dark factory area, and the past incident was in a whisper.

"Sit down!" Vic also drove inside, and took the opportunity to activate the steering wheel and overtook desperately.

At the intersection of the three-way street, Old Mike was hiding behind the car assembling a sniper rifle. Several police cars had already driven from two directions on the road. The police turned on the high-power lighting and began to set up roadblocks. No one noticed that there was a car in the woods behind him. Old Mike calmly assembled the gun, and then quietly stayed away with the rolling tactical action...

A few minutes later, two helicopters roared in the distance in the night sky. They arrived at the scene as soon as possible, and searchlight lanterns covered the two cars parked on the road.

"The helicopter report, the helicopter report that there were two cars parked on the road, and the fire exchange has stopped. At present... at least two suspects were found, and one suspect was hiding behind the car behind the car, and should have a weapon...over."

"You are already surrounded! You are already surrounded!"

The special police car then arrived. They were fully armed and approached Sinaloa's car first. One body fell to death on the side of the road, and the rear car was beaten into a sieve by them. The two in the front row were all dead, one half of their body was hung in the cab window, and the other was lying on the back in the passenger seat.

The SWAT captain held the horn and shouted: "Put down the weapon! I know you are behind the car, say it again, put down the weapon!"

"Don't shoot! Don't shoot!"

The black man at the rear of the car was locked firmly by the searchlights of the two helicopters. He sat on the ground, held the little pistol in his arms, and cried in tears, "I don't know what will turn out like this, wuwuwu, I don't know, their firepower is too strong and too ruthless, I want to go back to New York..."

"We're here! Put down the weapon! Say it again, put down the weapon!"

The special police officers had shields leading the way, lined up in a vertical row and approached along the sides of the two vehicles. They saw a pistol thrown out from the rear of the vehicle, "The suspect has been disarmed, the suspect has been disarmed, over." The helicopter's report was passed to them through the intercom.

The special police rushed forward, pulled the survivor who was already limp and put on handcuffs.

With a short and rapid sound, Vic rushed over like a wild boar, opened the mouths of the three dead, and then ran over to check on the alive one.

"Vic, don't destroy the scene!" the SWAT captain shouted at him dissatisfied.

But he ignored it and ran back to the Sinaloa car, lowered his head and circled it around, then waved and led the stormtrooper into the bushes on the side of the road.

"Hey, Vick! What did you find!?fxxk! Vick! Vick McGee! Come back!"

The SWAT captain also ran to the car, looking at the bloodstains on the road, extending all the way outside the road, "The SWAT team report, the SWAT team report, there are still suspects on the run, and there are also suspects on the run, Detective McGee has already charged... Well, the Anti-April and Anti-organized Crime Special Operations Team chased after me, I need the support of the police dog team... over."

"Team A report, we also found another car, hidden behind the billboard, no people inside the car were found, over."

The director's voice came out of the intercom, "Helicopter Unit 1, go to the billboard! No. 2 will help Vick! Over!"

The two helicopters went their separate ways in the air.

“This is Helicopter One, uh, there are many billboards along the way…”

"Amy Adams' nokia ad, very beautiful white girl...over."

"Is the heroine who danced out of my life? OK, I saw her, and I saw the car."

The fbi's car was found empty inside. The director and Charles arrived in a car, "It seems to be the fbi's car." A police officer saw a special pass on the glass of the car in front.

"The SWAT team reported that none of the three dead had physical characteristics of the main suspect Sinaloa, and the surviving suspect could not tell where he was going. I need a police dog. Repeat, I need a police dog! over."

"Director, the TV station's helicopter has taken off and will arrive in about fifteen minutes." The police assistant came over to report.

"Oh!m-fxxk!"

The director was so angry that he threw the walkie-talkie to the ground.
Chapter completed!