Liang Lisheng had no choice but to slam on the brakes again, and another burst of bullets flew past his car window.
Before he could catch his breath, Curly Hair in the Bentley adjusted his position, and then another burst of bullets came flying.
The Pajero's windshield is not bulletproof; when a bullet hits it, it quickly cracks into a spiderweb pattern.
Liang Lisheng swerved sharply to change lanes, moving behind the Bentley to avoid the gunfire.
In this situation, he will have a very difficult time overtaking the car.
This is what they mean by "plans are no match for changes".
They knew that Yu Zhengrong wanted to hire an assassin, but Yu Sir was the highest-ranking police superintendent in the Hong Kong Chinese police force. To kill him, they had to find evidence of his wrongdoing first. Otherwise, if they rashly went to kill him, the Nie family would be taking on the entire Hong Kong police force and challenging the judicial and security system of the British-ruled Hong Kong government the moment the gun was fired.
Regardless of his reasons, he will be severely punished by law for vigilante justice.
Therefore, they could not rashly kill Yu Zhengrong, but instead chose to cut off Yu Zhengrong's hand in order to find evidence against him.
But how could someone like Yu Zhengrong possibly leave behind evidence while committing evil deeds?
His caution and ruthlessness lay in the fact that he never left any evidence when interacting with triad bosses, and he even managed to obtain AK guns, which were banned in Hong Kong, and gave them to Xiang Tiange.
If Nie Zhao hadn't been ruthless enough to strike beforehand, he might have been riddled with bullets by Xiang Tiange tomorrow.
The AK's firepower is too strong and fierce, and it can fire thirty rounds continuously without stopping, forming a powerful fire barrier. It is unknown how many magazines are on the Bentley. If there are other magazines, they have almost no chance of breaking through.
But that's not the most troublesome part.
The entire distance from the firing of the gun to entering the tunnel is only 500 meters, and it is a downhill slope.
Normally, the car would only need a few tens of seconds at a speed of 100 kilometers per hour, but now that they've been delayed, things have changed.
To avoid AK fire, Liang Lisheng drove behind the Bentley, but as soon as he squeezed in, he felt himself suddenly lose his balance and bounce high into the air. There was another bang, followed by more gunshots. It was the Dodge cars escorting the Bentley that had crashed into him after discovering someone was trying to assassinate his boss in the white Pajero.
Dodge is also an off-road vehicle, and it's an American car. It has high fuel consumption and strong horsepower. The driver is also particularly aggressive. Not only did it crash into the Pajero, but it also accelerated and rammed into it, sparks flying and lightning flashing, directly slamming the Pajero into the Bentley.
Thankfully, the Bentley had bulletproof glass, which AK bullets couldn't penetrate. Otherwise, if Curly had turned around and fired a burst of bullets, Liang Lisheng would have been blown to the head.
This was the first time Liang Lisheng had worked alongside Chen Rou and Song Yuanchao.
He didn't know these two people. With heavy firepower in front of him and two Dodges driving side by side behind him, crashing into his car, he couldn't find a solution. He figured Chen Rou and Song Yuanchao shouldn't either.
However, today, at this moment, Chen Rou and Song Yuanchao are cooperating in a textbook-level complementary battle. They are still in a prone position, but they have turned around and are facing the rear.
Chen Rou's feet were on the driver's seat, and Liang Lisheng felt a strong push on the back of the seat. Chen Rou had already fired a bullet, but she didn't hit a person, but the fuel tank. The Barrett bullet went through the front hood and went straight to the fuel tank.
Song Yuanchao immediately picked up his shotgun, and as Chen Rou accelerated repeatedly, Liang Lisheng floored the accelerator, pushing the Bentley forward. Finally, the Pajero's rear end broke free of the Dodge. At the same time, Song Yuanchao repeatedly pulled the bolt, bullets hitting the concrete road surface. Sparks flew as the Dodge, whose fuel tank had burst, ran over the Pajero. Flames entered through the damaged fuel tank, and with a bang, the speeding Dodge turned into a large fireball, tumbling and exploding.
There were other cars on the road, but they all came to a stop after the four cars suddenly collided.
At this moment, all the drivers got out of their cars and watched from the back as this spectacular live-streamed gang fight unfolded.
It's not easy to blow up a car with just guns and bullets.
Moreover, the henchmen in the other Dodge had guns, and they had already drawn their guns and started firing at the Pajero.
The right-side window of the car was quickly shattered, and bullets whizzed past Chen Rou's scalp.
She yelled, "Uncle Liang, speed up, speed up!"
Liang Lisheng had almost slammed on the brakes, grimacing as he gripped the steering wheel and pounded the gas pedal, lurching the Bentley forward. Chen Rou had already fired two shots; the recoil from the Barrett had left her entire right arm numb.
But she gritted her teeth, raised the muzzle with her left hand to adjust the position, and as she lay down, pulled the bolt with her left hand and pulled the trigger.
As she was jolted like rubber by the bullets, the fuel tank of another Dodge was also blown up.
Song Yuanchao, with his neck hunched and back bent, fired at the ground at the same time, using the same tactic. As shrapnel sparked on the concrete, the gasoline on the ground ignited, and flames spread into the fuel lines. In an instant, there was another bang, and another car exploded.
At the very moment it exploded, the Bentley, which had been pushed forward and was being passively sped away, plunged into the tunnel.
The driver, Huang Mao, was frantically making phone calls to call for backup.
Curly changed to another magazine and then stuck half his body out, intending to take down Pajero in the tunnel.
But now that they were inside the tunnel, Chen Rou and Song Yuanchao no longer needed to worry about the rest.
Because there are still soldiers lying in ambush inside the tunnel.
So just as Curly poked his head out, a bullet flew from the side, and his head immediately tilted to the side.
Huang Mao had just called his brothers from Tianyitang via the car phone, telling them to hurry over, when Juan Mao next to him suddenly went quiet. He didn't know what had happened, and as he turned his head to look, a whoosh sounded as a bullet struck his head.
He blinked and saw three white Pajeros parked in a row in the tunnel, all with their rear windows open. Each car had a sniper rifle mounted on its window. What did this mean? It meant that the group that was going to kill Xiang Tiange today was a large team, and their target wasn't just one Pajero, but four.
Huang Mao was shot in the head and was on his deathbed, but the stubborn and passionate man still wanted to call his companions to report the latest news. However, just as Xiang Tiange would not be able to kill Nie Zhao tomorrow, Huang Mao would not be able to play with women. He could not send a message or report the news.
Just as he was struggling and trying to grab the phone, another bullet flew over.
He finally couldn't struggle any longer and collapsed.
...
This was a favorable situation that Wade, who was in charge of planning, and Liang Lisheng, who was in charge of cooperating, never dared to imagine.
Chen Rou and Song Yuanchao not only killed their target, but also wiped out three carloads of gangsters in three minutes.
They wiped out Xiang Tiange's entire gang of henchmen!
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