Soon, as soon as the strafing that lasted for about 5 seconds stopped, the grizzled people in the office heard a roar of the engine, and then before everyone could react, they heard the sound of "Peng", and a pickup truck with a slamming angle on the front of the car slammed into the bullet area of the wall, knocking the already broken wall into a large hole, and the broken bricks and tiles were splashed everywhere.

When the pickup truck retreated, a passage that was pierced out of thin air appeared in front of Hou's father and son, Hou Tianming, who had been mentally prepared, immediately stood up, and slashed down the big fat man who was getting up with a backhand punch, and then he pulled Hou Rui and pushed him out of the hole in the wall first.

In the blink of an eye, Hou Rui just came to the street, and when he raised his eyes, he saw three cars, in the middle was the pickup truck with ramming angles, in front of a black SUV, and in the back was a van, and in these three cars, there were at least a dozen capable militants, all of whom wore mustache masks from the V-shaped vendetta team and carried L22A2 short assault rifles, without any superfluous sound in the silence, acting professionally, orderly, and strong.

When Hou Rui was still shocked, the two armed men squatting next to the pickup truck had already rushed up, and Hou Rui ran to the van with one left and one right, and stuffed Hou Rui into the compartment of the truck cleanly.

On the other side, Hou Tianming, who had already stepped out of the hole with half of his body, said to the black horn who was still lying on the ground, just raised his head and glared at him viciously: "Mr. Heijiao, I'm really sorry for breaking your wall, but I left you a little compensation outside, I hope you can accept it." ”

"Bastard, what the hell do you want to do? We caravans, we gypsies, are not easy to mess with, and you still expect me to cooperate with you based on what happened today? Dream! I'm going to kill you!" roared the angry Black Horn, who had undoubtedly lost face for today's events.

"Heijiao, in order to help you calm down and avoid any irrational behavior, I will be in contact with you in a few hours, bang ......" As he spoke, there was already a noisy banging on the door of the office, so Hou Tianming, who didn't want to cause more conflict, quickly jumped into the pickup truck, and then the small convoy quickly disappeared into the street.

"Bang bang, bang!" A few seconds later, when the turban man and the others broke through the door, the black horn had just gotten up from the ground, his head and face were covered with dust, and the muscles on his cheeks were twitching, looking very embarrassed and angry.

"What are you guys doing in a daze, don't you chase after it!" When the black horn roared, he snatched the shotgun from one of his subordinates, and then he was the first to get out of the big hole in the wall and chase it to the street outside the house, but as soon as the black horn chased out, he stopped in an instant, and his whole body became stiff.

Because at this moment, in front of Heijiao, about five meters away on the flat street, 3 meters away from each other, there was actually a broadsword directional mine on one side, and the firing surface of the steel ball was facing the hole in the wall, that is, on Heijiao's body, and this discovery almost scared Heijiao to kneel down on the spot.

God! After the 05 caliber heavy machine gun, even directional mines were dispatched, what was the origin of those two Orientals?

The black horn whose brain was barely thinking was in a cold sweat, and the scene in front of him was undoubtedly far beyond the level of ordinary gangsters, and he dared to use military equipment in the city of London, could it be that those Orientals were all terrorists? But when he thought about it, Heijiao vaguely began to believe in Hou Tianming's plan to rob the old restaurant.

"Heijiao, what should we do now?" What Heijiao could see, the other subordinates behind him could naturally see it, but the turban man quickly retracted back into the hole in the wall, until more than ten seconds later, seeing that the directional mine did not explode, the turban man had the courage to ask the black horn who was standing alone in place.

"How do I know that...... Anyway, take the injured people away first, then clean up the scene, drive over, and block this hole for me first. The distraught Black Horn roared.

"But, but there's a directional mine over there?" said the turban man, pointing, his eyes full of fear.

"Idiot, if the other party had the intention to detonate, I would have become a meat sauce a long time ago, they should just be scaring us and putting pressure on us. The black horn scolded with a dark face.

"Hey, you see, there's a box next to the mine. At this moment, another subordinate who was lying in the hole in the wall and probing his head screamed in surprise.

When he turned his head to look at the black corner, sure enough, next to the directional mine on the left, there was a black travel bag, which was easy to ignore if he didn't look closely.

Then, when Blackhorn was brave enough to walk to the directional mine, he saw that the safety pin of the directional mine had not been pulled off, so that Blackhorn was completely relieved, and he picked up the travel bag next to the mine, and quickly returned to the office of the bar along the hole in the wall.

At this time, the two men who had been slightly wounded in the strafing had been carried away, and the turban man was following the instructions of the black horn to clean up the aftermath of the chaotic bar, so he took this opportunity, and the black corner put the travel bag in his hand on the card table, and instructed one of the younger brothers to go up and unzip it, but he cautiously hid far away.

But when the contents of the travel bag were revealed, Black Corner immediately forgot about the destruction and chaos that Hou Tianming had just caused.

A whole three million pounds of small denomination old banknotes, stacked one by one, neatly stacked in the travel bag, instantly looked at the dumbfounded little minion, he grabbed two stacks and looked at them carefully, and then the expression on his face became extremely excited, turned around and handed it to the black horn while shouting: "Head, these are all real banknotes, God, look at the total will not be less than 2-3 million!"

"This ...... It's the little compensation that guy said? It seems that I really underestimated them, maybe this is really a rare opportunity......!"

Twenty minutes later, the patrol officer who received the call to the police slowly appeared, but by the time the two uniformed police officers approached the back wall of the bar, the gypsy had already cleaned the scene.

At this moment, a tall white van is blocking the hole in the wall, and about 6-7 meters away from the truck, a small projector is playing a hot shootout movie, directly using the body of the truck as the white screen of the projector, 6-7 gypsy men led by Hei Jiao, they are sitting leisurely on chairs, watching movies and drinking beer.

"Hey, officer, what's the wind that brought you here?" As soon as he saw the patrolman approaching, the turban man took the initiative to say hello.

"We got the call that there was a shootout here, so we came and checked. An older patrolman said, and his gaze still circled around the black horn.

Like a local gang like the caravan, in fact, the grassroots patrol police are very clear about their identity, but they are helpless, and now seeing the boss of the caravan sitting there, the matter immediately became strange, but if you really want to dig deeper, it will take great courage.

"Shootout? How could it be, we were just watching a movie, oh I see, it must have been the idiots around who misunderstood and mistook the gunshots in the movie for a shootout. The man in the turban immediately pointed to the projection and the picture on the truck.

"Is that really the case?" the patrolman asked rhetorically as he was about to get over to the truck, but the man in the turban suddenly took a step forward and blocked in front of the older patrolman again: "Officer, when our boss watches a movie, he hates that people disturb him the most, why don't you go and see it elsewhere, I promise there will be no more misunderstandings here." ”

"......" didn't speak directly to the patrolman, he just glanced at the turban man, and the turban man immediately understood the patrolman's intentions, and happily stretched out a hand, and between his fingers there was a thick stack of banknotes, which at a glance would not be less than 500 pounds.

Seeing this move of the turban man, the patrolman's face finally showed a smile, and when he turned his head to look behind him, his partner turned his head very vaguely and looked around.

Then, when the two shook hands, the stack of banknotes was transferred to the patrol officer's hand unconsciously, and then the two patrol officers pretended to look around a few times to see that there was really no sign of a gunfight, and then they returned to the police car and left the scene.

At this time, Heijiao, who had been pretending to enjoy the movie, stood up suddenly, and strode back to the bar, when Heijiao was about to activate his personal connections, so as to inquire about the background of Hou Tianming and others, Heijiao's mobile phone suddenly rang, and a set of unfamiliar numbers were displayed on the mobile phone screen.

"Hey?" Heijiao answered the phone without thinking, and then Hou Tianming's voice came from the phone: "Mr. Heijiao, have you already sent the police?"

"......" Heijiao instantly understood that this Oriental had not gone far at all, and perhaps had been monitoring his every move, so of course he couldn't hide the perfunctory police thing just now.

"Mr. Blackhorn, you must have received my little gift, how about it, are you satisfied, is it enough to compensate you for the loss of the wall?"

"It's three million pounds at the first shot, and you're really generous, but there are some things that can't be solved by money, because it's a matter of dignity. ”13110