Located on the outskirts of Vancouver, just over 100 meters from Route 21, the Hell Angels Club is a three-story red building with a small parking lot in front and a two-meter-high walled courtyard at the back.

Aaron drove the Land Rover to the front of the small building and suddenly stopped in front of the building. Jiang Wuwei hurriedly said to him: "You drive the car to the front and wait for me, and if you hear the gunshot, rush over to pick me up." ”

"I'll go in with you......" Alun was interrupted by Wu Wei before he could finish speaking.

"No, if someone controls the car, we can't run away, you have to stay in the car, use the gunfire as a signal, and when you hear the gunshot, you drive over. After Jiang Wuwei finished speaking, he opened the car door and jumped out of the car. He put a string on his left finger and grabbed the guy's wrist at the same time, and the two of them got out of the car and walked straight towards Xiaolou.

Inside the door is a hall, there is a bar on one side, and in front of it is a platform more than three meters long, and on the round bench on the side of the platform are sitting three burly guys wearing leather horse jackets, drinking beer. On either side of the hall were leather sofas, on which several guys lay on their backs.

The five or six people lying on the sofa were the same guys who were burned by Jiang Wuwei on their motorcycles, and they were scolded by Ferguson when they hitched a ride back to the club, and a few people sat there sulking, no one in the entire North American region dared to treat the hell angels like this, and now they didn't even know who the other party was.

The fellows were discussing how to find and tease them, when suddenly they saw two men walking through the doorway, one of whom was an accomplice who had been robbed, but his hair was curled on the top of his head as if he had been permed, and his face was very funny.

There was also a Chinese young man in a trench coat beside him, who was the one who burned their motorcycle, five or six guys all stood up at once, and then turned around to look for the guys, their weapons were thrown into the fire by Jiang Wuwei, they hurriedly ran to the platform and found the guys, there were pistols, short knives, and iron pipes, and quickly surrounded the two people in the middle of the hall.

Jiang Wuwei's left hand dragged the guy in custody and whispered, "Let them dodge, otherwise you know what the consequences are!"

"You ...... Get out of the way, I'm going to take him to the head......"

The people who came up didn't move, this is their nest, even a dog barking in their own house is extremely powerful, not to mention these guys, so they are all fearless, one guy brandished a short knife and said to Jiang Wuwei: "Boy, I didn't expect you to send it to the door yourself and burned our motorcycle, how do you want to calculate this account?"

The guy who was being dragged by Jiang Wuwei shouted angrily, "You all fucking get out of the way, I...... I have a bomb on me......"

As soon as they heard that there was a bomb, the guys who surrounded them involuntarily took a few steps back, and their eyes showed a look of horror, not knowing what to do.

Jiang Wuwei grabbed this guy's wrist with his left hand, inserted his right hand in his windbreaker, tightly grasped the handle of the MP7 submachine gun, his face was cold, he didn't say a word, and slowly moved the prisoner in his hand towards the stairs by the platform.

As Wu Wei walked forward, he scanned the lenses of his sunglasses with the rest of his eyes, and from the sides of the lenses he could see what was happening behind him, although his head did not move, the scene in the entire hall could not escape his eyes.

After walking to the staircase, Wu Wei took the first step up the stairs, letting the guy in charge cover himself behind, and at the same time held the MP7 submachine gun with his right hand, the muzzle of the gun pointed towards the top of the stairs, and slowly went up to the second floor.

Above is the corridor, Jiang Wuwei knew that Ferguson's office was at the end of the corridor, he stretched out his head to take a look, there was no one in the corridor, the door of Ferguson's office was two doors open to both sides, the door was hidden, and he couldn't see the situation inside.

Jiang Wuwei didn't know if Ferguson was inside, he turned around and went down the stairs to take a look, only to see that the guys in the hall had all grabbed their weapons and sealed the staircase.

Wu Wei dragged the guy in his hand and walked briskly towards Ferguson's office. As soon as he reached the door, he heard the lewd laughter of a woman coming from inside, and he guessed that Ferguson must be inside.

Jiang Wuwei gently pushed the door open with his foot, and then quickly rushed in with a submachine gun. There were only two people in the room, a man and a woman, and Jiang Wuwei guessed that this man must be Ferguson, which means that the Desert Eagle was not there.

This person is Ferguson's arms, he is holding a bewitching half-naked woman lying on the sofa to enjoy himself, suddenly saw two men breaking in, the muzzle of the black hole hole aimed at him, frightened the topless woman jumped up from Ferguson's arms, panicked and covered her chest with her hands, and looked at the two people who broke in in horror.

Ferguson deserved to be the boss of the gang, he remained calm in the face of Wuwei's gun, he straightened up his upper body, glanced at Jiang Wuwei, and then arrogantly picked up the wine glass from the coffee table in front of him, raised his head and drank the wine inside, and asked calmly: "Who are you? Do you know the consequences of doing this?"

Seeing that this guy was so arrogant, Jiang Wuwei couldn't help but feel a wave of anger burning in his heart, he didn't answer, and fired a few shots at the coffee table in front of Ferguson, the wine bottles and wine glasses on it were shattered, Ferguson jumped up in fright, and the arrogance on his face turned into horror.

"You...... Who are you, what do you want to do?" Ferguson stammered, and the woman next to him screamed and hid behind the couch.

"I am Jiang Wuwei who you sent someone to assassinate, and I am here today to avenge my dead brother......" Wuwei raised his submachine gun as he said.

"Don't ...... Don't shoot...... It's not that I'm going to kill you, it's the people from the Eagle Organization who want to kill you....... Whatever I do......" Ferguson waved his hands in horror, fear made him unable to speak, and he had completely lost his composure. Through the big help, he knows these Chinese too well, seems to have a docile personality, and once he is angry, he is more fierce than a lion.

"Where did that desert eagle go?" Jiang Wuwei asked coldly.

"I don't know, he just left here for less than an hour, and I don't know where he went......" As Ferguson spoke, he sneaked up on the side of the couch with one hand, pulled out a pistol, and raised his hand to shoot.

Jiang Wuwei had already noticed that Ferguson's arm was moving, and at the same time as he pulled out the gun, Wuwei hooked the MP7 board machine, and clicked...... , a string of bullets all shot into Ferguson's chest, hitting his chest into a beecomb, his body fell straight on the sofa, and his body twitched a few times before he moved.

At the same time as Jiang Wuwei fired, the guy he was holding in his left hand suddenly struggled while he was unprepared, trying to break free from Jiang Wuwei's control.

"Damn, it's your own death. Jiang Wuwei scolded, suddenly raised his right leg, kicked him in the chest, and pulled his left hand to pull off the string of the bolt grenade.

I saw this guy take two steps back, and his tall body slammed into the two movable doors behind him at once, and with a clatter, it was like a big stupid bear falling out of the door and falling into the corridor.

At this time, a few guys who rushed up the stairs happened to come to the door of the office, and they were startled by the guy who threw out the door.

After Jiang Wuwei kicked the guy out of the door, he didn't dare to slack off, hurriedly turned around and ran to the window, kicked the window open, jumped on the windowsill, and glanced down first, there was a parking lot in front of the building, and there was nothing.

At this time, Hou Alun heard the gunshots upstairs, and had already driven the Land Rover to the front of the building, only to see Alun stretching out a submachine gun from the car window and aiming at the glass door of the small building.

Jiang Wuwei jumped down slightly, jumped down from the window on the second floor, and after his feet landed, his body rolled over, and he stood up again.

At the same time as Jiang Wuwei landed, a violent explosion sounded in the upstairs room, and then there was a scream of ghosts crying wolves, it turned out to be a few guys who rushed upstairs, seeing their partner fall out, they came up and wanted to help him up, as soon as the two people in front of him bent down, the grenade tied to this guy exploded, and the flesh and blood in the corridor suddenly flew sideways, and the broken muscles were pasted on the walls on both sides of the corridor, although the people behind were not killed, but they were pushed to the ground by the air wave generated by the explosion......

After Jiang Wuwei got up from the ground, the MP7 submachine gun in his right hand was aimed at the window of the hall and fired violently, and after firing the bullets in the magazine, he took out a grenade from his pocket, pulled out the pull ring, threw it into the small building through the broken window, and then quickly opened the car door and jumped into the car.

"Let's go. Wuwei shouted to Aaron, and at the same time grabbed a grenade, pulled out the pull ring, stretched out his arm from the car window, and threw the grenade under several motorcycles parked in front of the building.

Alun stepped on the accelerator suddenly, the off-road vehicle made a huge roar, like an arrow off the string, flying out, towards the direction of Highway 21, after the car drove more than ten meters, he heard a dull explosion, which was the grenade that Jiang Wuwei threw into the building exploded, and then heard a series of explosions from behind, Wuwei knew that the grenade detonated the gasoline tank of the motorcycle.

Jiang Wuwei looked in the rearview mirror, and there was billowing smoke in front of and inside the small building, and a raging fire ignited in an instant. A few hellish people who had not been killed ran out of the building, some of their clothes were burned, and after rushing out, they were lying on the ground and rolling back and forth, and the corners of Jiang Wuwei's mouth showed a rare smile.

After the car drove onto the highway, Allen smiled and said, "It's so happy, how is that Ferguson?"

"He went to hell to be his angel, but the Desert Eagle wasn't there, allowing this guy to escape for a while. ”

"Big brother, where are we going now?"

"Go to the Big Gang and ask President Zhang to arrange for someone to find the whereabouts of the Desert Eagle. ”