After the gunshots.

The monitoring room is quiet.

It was so quiet that the mad wolf could clearly hear his own rapid heartbeat, the beard next to him hugged Anne tightly, and the hand holding the gun kept shaking, he had never been so frightened in his life.

At this time, the three men in the room confronted each other, Yang Chen held two guns, aiming at the mad wolf and the beard respectively, the desert eagle in the hand of the mad wolf pointed at Yang Chen, and the beard held Anne hostage.

Anne was unharmed.

Yang Chen's slightly hanging heart was steady.

Knowing that the other party would not easily hurt Anne, he was still worried before.

Anne silently watched the scene in front of her, she had encountered a similar situation on the streets of New York a few years ago, four fierce bandits who had failed to rob cash trucks, dogs jumped over the wall, and frantically strafed passers-by, causing the loss of more than a dozen innocent lives, and if it weren't for her Barron's appearance, she would have died that time.

There may have been an unusual encounter, the little girl was very calm at this moment, she didn't cry or make trouble, she just blinked her eyes, stared at Yang Chen, and saw Yang Chen squeezing her eyes, she actually smiled slightly.

Anne smiled.

The squalor and cruelty of the world, and the dangers lurking around her, seemed to have nothing to do with her.

Yang Chen felt pity, the nine-year-old girl had encountered bloody conditions many times, and it was not a good thing after all, thinking that this matter was over, so there was no need to take Anne to see a psychiatrist.

"You kill so many people, and the police and gangsters in New York will not let you go." The beard couldn't help but speak, and his color was fierce and inward, obviously lacking confidence.

"Don't let me go? Will I let you go? For more than ten years, the New York police have tossed your Gambino family, and several other major gangster families, I can't wait for you to fall down quickly, take the opportunity to eat black, and swallow you, I am alone, what are you afraid of? You can go if you want, you have a century-old foundation of the Gambino family, and you can leave as much as you want? Don't talk nonsense, let's make a deal, you let Nini go, I'll spare your life. Yang Chen's indifferent gaze swept over the faces of the mad wolf and the bearded face that were intertwined with fear and apprehension.

"Why should I trust you?" The beard asked rhetorically, his voice trembling a little, which showed that his heart was full of fear.

"In my hand, there is one bullet left in each gun, but it is enough to hit your eyebrows, and I want your life, if you don't believe me, then let's gamble on who shoots faster and accurately." Yang Chen smiled, while he didn't take other people's lives seriously, he didn't seem to take his own lives seriously at all.

Death is like home.

Countless slogans have been shouted.

What can really be done, I'm afraid that only perverts like Yang Chen who have brushed shoulders with death dozens of times are not that he doesn't take his life seriously, but that he is convinced that his ability can fight against death!

The bearded and the mad wolf looked at each other.

Gambling with their lives was so important that they hesitated, and the expression of their beard changed, and the strong self-confidence displayed by Yang Chen finally became the last straw that crushed this guy's will.

"Okay, do as you say, and we'll throw the gun away at the same time." The beard compromised, the nephew of old Gaudí took the lead, and the mad wolf naturally had nothing to say.

All three threw guns at the same time.

The bearded and the crazy wolf trembled and passed by Yang Chen.

When Yang Chen picked up Anne, the two of them had already walked to the door, looking back at the cold-blooded pervert who destroyed the family's gathering point in Manhattan, and the warm scene fell into the eyes of the two.

Yang Chen, who picked up Anne, kissed the little girl's forehead.

It turns out that this guy is not too cold.

The bearded mad wolf looked at each other silently, unable to see through this handsome oriental youth, and the two walked out of the monitoring room in a state of confusion, pondering how to explain to the family leaders, without the slightest belief in continuing to resist.

The Gambino family's largest gathering point in the New York city was destroyed, and only the two of them were left, what to resist, lose the trump card to save their lives, and then get a dead end.

At the same time.

Outside the building, dozens of police cars surrounded from different directions, including riot wheeled armored vehicles with ESU printed on them, which are the special services of the New York Police Department's Emergency Response Division, and SWAT, which is affiliated with the Los Angeles Police Department, known as the best SWAT force in the United States.

In addition to the ESU, there is also the FBI, three helicopters circling in the sky, the FBI's special operations anti-terrorism team, with the help of ropes, quickly airborne to the roof of the building, and the reflective FBI words on the bulletproof tactical vests of these special combat personnel are particularly dazzling.

On the roof of the building, three anti-terrorist squads, each performing its own duties, A squad guards the roof of the building, is responsible for guarding, setting up sniper points to prevent the target in the building from escaping, and the two BC squads enter the building in the stairwell on the roof.

Downstairs.

A large number of police officers surrounded the entire building using police vehicles as cover.

Dressed as an ESU similar to the FBI Special Operations Team, they divided into multiple teams and approached the iron gate that closed the building, and the Demoman quickly installed a point-based blasting device on the iron gate.

With a loud bang, the shutter was blown open.

The lying ESU team members got up, put on bulletproof shields, and entered the building.

On the eleventh floor, the bearded man and the mad wolf sensed that something was wrong, and no matter who the police were rushing to, they hurriedly took the elevator and went straight down to the basement floor, preparing to abscond from the underground garage.

Monitor the room.

Yang Chen picked up the fire axe, smashed the hard drives of all computers, and destroyed the surveillance video, he didn't want what he had just done to be clearly presented in front of the New York police.

"Annie, the police are here, you are safe, stay here and don't move, the police will take you to see your mother." Yang Chen told Anne earnestly.

Anne nodded sensibly.

Yang Chen smiled, scratched the little girl's nose, said goodbye, and ran out of the monitoring room, he didn't want to meet with the New York police or the FBI in this situation, to put it bluntly, he didn't want to clash with them too early, there were too many enemies, which was not conducive to the next activities in the United States.

After all, the stalls in the United States are too big to stay for three or five days and leave.

Yang Chen didn't take the stairs, he went directly to the roof through the ventilation duct, he was dressed in black and blended into the night, and the FBI special operations team guarding the roof didn't notice that there was one more person on the roof at first, until Yang Chen put on his own black man mask, deliberately exposed, and ran wildly, which alarmed them.

Six special combat team members rushed after Yang Chen.

The direction in which Yang Chen fled was very reassuring to them.

On the roof of a twelve-story building, running to the edge of the roof, what is the way out?

The six of them chased unhurriedly, and when they saw Yang Chen, who was running wildly, approaching the edge of the roof, he flew up and jumped up, they were stunned, thinking that the crazy guy who escaped from the building chose to jump off the building.

"He fled"

Six special combat team members rushed to the edge of the roof to figure out what was going on, and next to this building was a ten-story building, which seemed to be next to each other from a distance, but there was a street seven or eight meters wide between the two buildings.

Yang Chen jumped in the air, crossed seven or eight meters, and landed on the roof of the adjacent building, half-squatting and unloading, just stagnating for a moment, continuing to run wildly, blending into the vast night.

On the roof of the building, the helpless FBI special operators were just about to call the other forces surrounding the building to intercept the fleeing people, when the urgent voice of their comrades in the building calling for support came from the radio walkie-talkie.

Inside the building, 10th floor.

The Titan, whose head was embedded in the wall, was not dead, and when the FBI special operators who entered the building from the roof of the building came to check on him, this almost perverted guy suddenly stood up and punched the FBI elite who were caught off guard.