Police Chief's Anti-Organized Crime Storm

However, just as Wang Gui was driving forward at high speed, several white vans suddenly sped towards them from not far away.

Wang Gui's expression changed, and at the same time, the person in the black SUV also changed his expression. He quickly picked up the phone and dialed Lin Ying: "Boss, something bad has happened. It seems like Wang Dahu's men have arrived. You need to contact the armed police immediately. We can't hold them off any longer."

He had barely finished speaking when suddenly, several vans sped over, instantly blocking the way for the car. The black SUV and Wang Gui's van were both forced to stop.

When Wang Gui saw that the car couldn't move, he immediately became anxious. He had been hiding in Tianlong Group for eight years, doing evil deeds by Zhao Jiu's side, all for this day. No matter what, he couldn't let these account books return to Zhao Jiu's hands.

"You go first!" Xie Zhijun looked at Wang Gui, reached out and pulled out his gun. Looking across, Wang Dahu led dozens of black-clad thugs, all of whom ran out of the car, each holding a steel pipe and iron rod, and quickly surrounded Xie Zhijun and Wang Gui.

Wang Gui jumped out of the car and glanced at Xie Zhijun. The latter narrowed his eyes slightly. He only had six bullets in his gun, and firing now might not be a wise move. What should he do?

"Comrade, you go first, drive out." Xie Zhijun looked at Wang Gui, who slowly shook his head: "It's no use, they've blocked the road, we can't get out." He wanted to go home. Maybe this was the last road. After getting through this road, maybe he could really go home.

"Comrade, this is yours. Remember, whether I can break through or not, don't worry about me. Just run when you see an opportunity. They want me, they won't make things difficult for you." After all, the other party was a policeman, and even if Wang Dahu was bold, he didn't dare to do anything to them easily.

Wang Dahu led his men forward and surrounded the two men. Behind them, Chen Biao and others also blocked their way, and the two groups surrounded Wang Gui and Xie Zhijun.

"Wang Gui, you traitor! Ninth Master treated you so well, and you betrayed him! You traitor!" Chen Biao cursed angrily.

Wang Gui looked up at the other person but didn't say anything. He just looked at Wang Dahu, whose eyes were full of murderous intent. If he didn't kill these two people today, he wouldn't be able to escape once the matter was exposed.

"Wang Gui, the company and Ninth Master have treated you well, right? Hand over the stuff and come back with me. Considering your years of service to the company, Brother Long might spare you. How about it, hand over the stuff!" Wang Dahu's face was very calm, and he didn't seem that angry. However, Wang Gui knew that this kid was just as ruthless as Brother Long. Right now, he was just pretending to be magnanimous. If he really fell into his hands, he would die without a burial place.

"Enough nonsense, Wang Dahu. You, Zhao Jiu, and Wang Dalong have been committing crimes in Gaoshan County for so many years. How many heinous things have you done? Do you think the people of Gaoshan County are all blind? Don't think you can do whatever you want just because you have the protection of local officials. Today, even if you die here, you won't get your things back." Wang Gui glanced at the enemy, who numbered no less than thirty or forty. This battle would not be easy.

Upon hearing this, Wang Dahu's expression changed, and his gaze towards Wang Gui was filled with chilling killing intent: "Wang Gui, you fucking ungrateful wretch! Since that's the case, then don't blame us for not showing brotherhood. Attack him and kill him!" With Wang Dahu's order, everyone rushed towards Wang Gui.

Suddenly, Xie Zhijun slowly raised the gun in his hand and shouted, "Don't move! I'll shoot if you move again!"

Everyone's expression changed, and Wang Dahu's face also turned somewhat ugly. He looked at Xie Zhijun, recognizing him as Lin Ying's subordinate. He hadn't expected that Wang Gui had colluded with Lin Ying. It seemed that this matter was in big trouble. No matter what, they absolutely could not let these two get away.

"Brothers, don't be afraid. He only has one gun and six bullets. There are forty-eight of us. Even if he runs out of bullets, he can only take down six of us. Brothers, are you afraid to die?" Wang Dahu suddenly roared and looked at everyone.

"We're not afraid, we're not afraid, we're not afraid to die! For Tianlong, for Brother Long, we're not afraid to die!" These people shouted like madmen.

When Wang Gui and Xie Zhijun saw this, their expressions changed drastically. This Wang Dahu actually dared to make a move in public. Did he not take the police seriously?

"Wang Dahu, this is blatant assault on the police, understand? They're all going inside to operate the sewing machines." Xie Zhijun knew he had to stall for time; otherwise, the other side would definitely make a move. The two of them were no match for them. He wasn't Duan Fei; he didn't have that kind of skill. Besides, even if Duan Fei came, with over forty people on the other side, they wouldn't gain the upper hand. He was a special forces soldier, that's true, but he wasn't made of iron.

To everyone's surprise, Wang Dahu didn't respond at all and roared again, "Brothers, for Tianlong, for Brother Long, let's fight them!" After saying that, he led the charge towards Wang Gui. As long as they could subdue Wang Gui, they could get the information.

Wang Gui and Xie Zhijun stood firmly in front of the car. When Wang Gui saw that the other party was clearly going to fight them to the death, he had no choice but to take out a baton, swing it sharply, and rush towards Wang Dahu, who was charging at the front.

"Comrade, remember, my name is Meng Haifeng. Tell my daughter that I'm sorry!" With a bang, Wang Gui rushed into the crowd. A series of clanging sounds rang out, and dull thuds came from Wang Gui. Xie Zhijun's face changed, and he gritted his teeth. Suddenly, he rushed onto the bread truck, started the engine, and drove backward at high speed.

Upon seeing this, Wang Dahu and Chen Biao immediately became anxious: "Stop him! Stop him! Stop him!" Wang Dahu and Chen Biao rushed towards the white bread truck at the same time.

Xie Zhijun drove his car backward at high speed, and suddenly crashed into one of the vans, causing the car to fall backward at high speed.

"Damn it, stop him! Stop him!" Wang Dahu was furious when he saw the other man trying to escape, and he lunged at the car. Just then, suddenly, someone rushed out from the crowd and pounced on him, striking him hard on the back with a baton.

"Get back to where you came from! Get back to where you came from! Get back to where you came from!" Wang Gui stood alone in the middle of the road, his head and face covered in blood, his body ripped and bleeding. Clearly, he had just suffered a great loss.

Xie Zhijun dared not linger. He knew that Wang Gui was using himself to draw the enemy's attention. At this moment, he couldn't afford to falter. He had to rush out. Perhaps Wang Gui would die, but he had to get the car out of there.

Comrade, you must live! You must survive!

Xie Zhijun drove the car backwards at breakneck speed, quickly traveling hundreds of meters away. Upon seeing this, Wang Dahu panicked and lunged at Wang Gui, shouting, "Go after him! I'll hold him off! Go after him!" Wang Dahu charged at Wang Gui with a large iron rod in hand.

With a thud, Wang Gui raised his stick to meet the attack. The two iron sticks clashed, and Wang Gui felt his arm go numb. Not daring to linger, he lunged at Chen Biao, who was about to charge forward. Upon seeing this, Chen Biao cursed and suddenly had a flash of inspiration, running towards the nearest car.

"Damn it, run him over!"