Chapter 543 A Different Ruan Qi (Part 2)
After Ruan Qi finished speaking, she looked up and glanced at the rearview mirror.
In the rearview mirror, the five white SUVs were getting closer and closer. They were driving very fast, and in a few breaths they were within a hundred meters of the Solomon team.
Suddenly, the window of the SUV in front rolled down, and an arm holding a weapon stretched out from the window.
Alfate's bodyguard, who was following closely behind, saw this scene and immediately yelled into the intercom: "Miss Qisha, be careful!"
Bang--!
A gunshot rang out, and a bullet mixed with sparks cut through the night sky, officially kicking off the bloody prelude.
A Bentley in Solomon's convoy was hit by a bullet in the tire. The tire made a harsh friction sound on the ground and the car body was thrown out violently.
"Fuck! A sneak attack!" The bodyguard captain, who was sitting in a car with Ruan Qi and Simon, cursed and shouted into the walkie-talkie, "Three or four cars to protect the boss, everyone else, get on with it! Kill those despicable followers!"
The two Bentleys following Ruan Qi's car immediately shortened the distance between them, sandwiching Ruan Qi and Simon's car in the middle to protect them.
In the other four Bentleys, more than a dozen bodyguards opened the windows, stuck half of their bodies out and started exchanging fire with the five SUVs behind them.
The quiet night sky was suddenly filled with the smell of gunpowder.
Sparks from hot weapons exploded in the night, and the hail of bullets blocked the bright moonlight.
Ruan Qi sat in the car, his eyes fixed on the traffic monitoring screen on the computer.
In the picture, four of the five white SUVs were fighting with Solomon's bodyguards, but there was no movement in the one in the middle.
The four fighting SUVs seemed to be protecting this car intentionally or unintentionally.
It seems that the big boss is in this car.
Ruan Qi picked up the intercom and said, "Concentrate your firepower on the car in the middle and get the people inside out!"
The bodyguards received the order and immediately concentrated their firepower, and the hail of bullets all fell on the SUV in the middle.
This sudden attack caught the people in the SUV off guard. The tires squealed and the whole car was thrown to the side of the road.
Third Avenue was built between the mountains. Besides guardrails, both sides of the road were also surrounded by a large wire mesh fence. Beyond the wire mesh lay a bottomless valley of dense forest, pitch black and eerie.
The SUV crashed through the guardrail under its huge inertia and rushed towards the barbed wire. The barbed wire could not withstand such a huge impact and a big hole was broken.
The SUV rushed out through the big hole with most of its body stuck out. Fortunately, the driver of the car acted in time and got the rear end of the car hooked on the wire mesh at the last moment before falling into the deep valley.
The SUV hung precariously in mid-air. Ahead lay a dark, bottomless ravine, behind him a broken highway guardrail. The man inside was so frightened he almost lost his mind. He ignored the hail of bullets and, with the help of his bodyguards and driver, scrambled out of the car.
"Hey, isn't this Mr. Thomson made by BC?" A soft female voice sounded jokingly above his head.
Thomson paused in rolling under the car, slowly raised his head, and met a pair of smiling peach blossom eyes.
Thomson's mind buzzed, "You, you..."
"I'm Qi Sha." Ruan Qi curled her eyes, squatted down, and extended her hand to him in a friendly manner. "I'm sorry to speak to Mr. Thomson in this way. Mr. Thomson, don't be nervous. I have no ill will towards you. I just happened to know about your plan with Demonhawk."
When Thomson heard this, his face turned pale.
Ruan Qi watched his expression change, smiled, and gently patted his shoulders twice with her small hands. Like brothers, she said, "Mr. Thomson wants to team up with Demonhawk to deal with Solomon, right? How many assassins have you hired? There should be more than these, right?"
Thomson moved his mouth but didn't say anything.
As soon as Ruan Qi raised his hand, the bodyguard beside him immediately picked up the Thompson and pressed the muzzle of the gun to his temple.
Thomson was so scared that he almost wet his pants.
"Don't, don't do it, we can talk it over!"
Ruan Qi still looked at him with a smile: "How many assassins did you hire? Where are Demon Hawke and Jiang Chunian?"
Although Thomson is the boss created by BC, he grew up in a honeypot. How could he have experienced all this?
Now with a gun pointed at him, he blurted out everything he was afraid of: "De-Demonhawk and that Mr. Jiang are following behind, and there are more than a dozen assassins with them. Demonhawk said he wants to take advantage of your unpreparedness and launch a sneak attack. He-he-he has a sniper rifle in his hand."
Upon hearing this, Ruan Qi waved and asked someone to take out the laptop from the car.
She clicked on all the surveillance footage of Third Avenue, then turned the computer screen towards Thomson. "With so many cars, which one is Demonhawk?"
Thomson was stunned when he saw the crisscrossing surveillance images on the computer.
He never dreamed that this Qi Sha had such great ability that he could monitor the entire Third Avenue!
What the hell is this?
They have traffic surveillance maps and can monitor your position at any time from a God's perspective. With one bullet, they can accurately locate your position and empty your health bar!
How do you play this? Who has ever played this?
Thomson's face was ashen, and his heart and eyes were filled with regret.
"Demonhawk and Mr. Jiang were in a dark blue Cadillac with a license plate ending in 19." He betrayed his allies without any guilt. "They hired top-tier assassins with top-tier weapons. You might not be able to defeat them."
Ruan Qi immediately looked at the traffic surveillance and quickly found the car that Demonhawk and Jiang Chunian were riding in.
She bent down, picked up Thomson's phone from the ground, put it in his hand, and said slowly, "I'll give you a chance to live. Now, call Demonhawk immediately and tell him you need support. Ask him to come and rescue you as soon as possible. As long as you get this done, I will spare your life."
When Thomson heard that he could still survive, he ignored everything and picked up the phone and dialed.
The phone rang once and was picked up.
Thomson didn't wait for Demonhawk to speak, and howled, "Mr. Demon, save me! Solomon's firepower is too strong, I can't hold on any longer!"
To cope with the situation, Solomon's bodyguards immediately pulled the safety pin and started shooting at Thomson's SUVs.
The fierce gunshots drifted into Demonhawk's ears through the phone.
Demonhawk's face darkened and he immediately asked the driver to speed up.
The night grew darker and darker, and everything around Third Avenue was shrouded in darkness.
On the empty highway, several dark blue Cadillacs were speeding past. Suddenly, a glaring high beam lit up not far ahead, blinding the Cadillacs and causing them to stop hastily in the middle of the road.
The harsh sounds of brakes rang out one after another, and then everything fell into silence.
The surroundings were eerily quiet. Bullet marks were clearly visible on the road, but not a single person was on the pavement.
The bodyguards in the car vaguely sensed something was wrong, and with weapons in hand, they carefully pushed the door and got out of the car.
At this moment, the high beam lit up again and then went out again.
Immediately afterwards, a beam of normal car light came on.
The bodyguards looked up following the light.
In the lights not far away, a black Bentley was parked quietly on the side of the road.
On its roof, a girl in a sweatshirt and jeans, carrying a heavy M43 in her hand, sat cross-legged in the inky night.
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