Before Vasily Sergei could finish his words, a sirens sounded on the streets around the Hualemen Ballroom.

It's one piece, not one or two!

So the whole street immediately became lively, and the police lights on the police car turned on, surrounding the entire Hualemen dance hall.

Vasily Sergei was stunned. His casual words would not have attracted so many policemen. Even if a gunfight broke out in the Hualemen dance hall and the surrounding police arrived quickly, they would not have come so many at once.

At first glance, there were at least twenty police cars and at least one hundred policemen. This only shows one problem. The police's operation was prepared in advance.

"Boss, this..."

The driver was immediately scared. They all knew what they had done and they knew very well that once they were caught, they would not be shot, but they would have to be jailed for many years.

Vasily Sergei was also scared and said to Wanggou on the phone: "Retreat!" Then, without waiting for Wanggou to be confused, he hung up the phone and said to the driver: "Retreat quickly!"

After the driver got the order, he started the car and stepped on the accelerator. The black car immediately accelerated and was about to leave quickly.

"Stop, stop by!"

A police car blocked the middle of the road ahead, and the police shouted through the horn.

"Crash over!" Vasily Sergei ordered.

Squeak!

However, the driver stepped on the brakes and glanced at Vasily Sergei in the rearview mirror and said, "Boss, you can't hit me. We are not an armored car. There are at least three or four cars behind the police car."

"Bao, take out your weapons and fight with them!" Vasily Sergei picked up a submachine gun and said.

The driver and the younger brother in the passenger seat have followed him for many years. Seeing this, they gritted their teeth and took out their guns.

The policemen on the opposite side obviously noticed the strangeness of the car and set up bulletproof shields and surrounded them.

"Put down your weapons and surrender immediately!" the police shouted with a horn.

Vasily Sergei was suddenly in a state of despair. He just wanted to take revenge and then return to his family, but he never expected to fall into such a situation.

The driver in the driver's seat gritted his teeth secretly, pushed open the car door and rushed down, shouting: "md, I'm fighting with you!" He was about to shoot with a submachine gun in his hand.

As a result, before he could pull the trigger, the police's guns fired.

The bullet came over and instantly knocked the driver's body into a sieve.

In addition, the younger brother in the passenger seat rushed down, holding the submachine gun in his hand, and fired. The bullets hit the riot shield like raindrops, which immediately sparked a layer of fire. When the bullets in his hand were exhausted, the police's gun started to fire. His experience, like his accomplices, was beaten into a living sieve.

A layer of cold sweat broke out on Vasily Sergei's forehead. The sweat had gathered and a river flowed down. Instead of getting off the car immediately, he called his wife and spent money outside on weekdays. The person he could really think of was his wife who had been with him for many years.

"Vasily, when will you go home?" The wife's tone was a little impatient. The relationship between the two was not good or even bad. No woman could stand her husband spending money outside and provoking other women all day long.

"I may not be able to go back. I will leave the matters of the family to you in the future. When the eldest son becomes an adult, you will hand over the family to his hands. If the Vasily family fails to overcome this difficulty, you will quickly take the children away..."

Vasily Sergei paused slightly, as if he had grown a lot aged suddenly. He was so energetic in the past, but now he lost confidence in himself. He was so arrogant when he was once so arrogant. Now he has experienced the destruction of his family's inventory and surrounded by Chinese police. He has no chance in his life and is immediately in a desperate situation.

"Hey, Vasily, what's wrong with you? Who is going to harm you? Even if you want to die, you must tell me that I can help your sons avenge you in the future!" The wife said anxiously. She hated this man in the past, but now she was sincerely anxious for him.

And what about those women who had been romantic with Vasily Sergei? If Vasily Sergei called them at this time and knew his situation at this time, he would probably make an excuse, and maybe he just pretended not to know him and hung up the phone.

"Wife, remember, tell the children that no matter what, in the future, don't put evil thoughts into China. I'm here this time. I don't want my children to follow my old path..." Vasily Sergei said dejectedly.

"get off!"

"Get out of the car!"

"Let down your weapon!"

The police had surrounded the car and pointed the black-blind pistols at the car window.

"Wife, goodbye!"

"Hey, hey, don't hang up the phone for now. What happened? I might be able to save you. Hey, hey..."

Vasily Sergei hung up the phone, lowered the gun in his hand, pushed open the car door, and got out of the car with both hands.

He turned around and looked at the Hualemen dance hall behind him. The gunshots were still there. Jin Jihai's men fell one by one. Wang Gou led a group of Russian men to search for them. They kicked over the table. They pointed their guns at the innocent people. They were about to pull the trigger in their hands and started killing them. They held the thought of killing a thousand people by mistake than letting go. At this time, the gunshots were fired on the third floor.

The Desert Eagle King's bullet is equivalent to an armor-piercing bullet among ordinary pistols, and it is even more powerful than the AK in the hands of these Russians. The bullet penetrated the forehead of the Russian man who was full of ferocious faces, and a big blood hole exploded in the middle of his eyebrows in an instant.

The rest of the people were shocked and pointed their guns at the third floor. At this time, there were another series of gunfires upstairs, bang bang...

The gunshots were like an explosion, and the bullets were shot down one after another, knocking down five big men one after another.

The double-row short-barrel shotgun of Bajie is too destructive, and he is worried that it will hurt the innocent, so he cannot open fire for the time being. Long Daxiang's two pistols and Lin Kun's Desert Eagle King are not afraid.

Lin Kun added three more shots, fired all the bullets in the gun chamber, immediately bent down and avoided, took out a silver gun shuttle from his pocket, and replaced it with a swish. The whole process took less than a second.

The gunshots downstairs only sounded at this time, and it was only two seconds slower. The bullet hit the table like raindrops. Wang Gou shouted hideously: "md, go up, these people are upstairs. If you kill them, we can withdraw!"

A group of big men began to go upstairs roaring, and the police downstairs immediately began to act. The battle for the whole night was about to end. The young policeman in charge waved his hand and said, "Go..."
Chapter completed!