There was a fierce shootout on Sixth Avenue, and the nearby police station immediately received the alarm call, and immediately dispatched a large number of police officers to support, and at the same time called all the surrounding mounted police to rush over.

It's just that in the face of terrorists with heavy firepower, these policemen's small pistols are completely useless.

Before the police car could get closer, it was repelled by more than a dozen terrorists armed with rifles.

An elderly police officer was just about to look up at the situation in front of him, when a shuttle of bullets hit the hood of the police car, he quickly lowered his head, and while being afraid, he angrily said to his colleagues next to him: "Fake! These guys are all heavy firepower, is this trying to send us to death? ”

"Hurry up and call for state police support! I don't want to die! ”

At this time, the police chief who arrived at this time saw the enemy's heavy firepower, and in desperation, he could only apply to the emergency contact state police for heavy fire support.

……

Seeing the oncoming people, Le Seaver was surprised: "Why are you here for Witt?" ”

"I don't want to come over either, but this time not only the British MI6 sent people over, but even the CIA came."

Witt had a helpless expression on his face, and then asked, "Have you got all the money?" ”

"It's all here."

Le Severt pulled out a bank card, which contained nearly half a billion dollars, and in addition to the money won from the Golden Grand Prix, the rest was the black money he had laundered through various methods at Casino Royale.

Seeing the bank card, a trace of greed flashed in Witt's eyes, and then he looked at the terrorists around him, forcibly suppressed the idea of taking it for himself, and said: "Let's get in the car quickly, everything has been arranged, we have to get out of here quickly." ”

Hearing this, Le Severt put away his bank card and followed Witt into the car.

"They're up!" Banning, who was hiding behind the car, saw Le Severt and the others sitting in the car through the small cracks.

Banning frowned, and out of the corner of his eye, he looked at the dozen enemies in front of him.

"You have to find a way to get rid of the enemies in front of you."

Ethan glanced around, gradually noticed in his heart, and whispered, "I'll rush over from the right, you help me cover!" ”

He was ready to break through from the right and bypass the terrorists blocking them in front.

"Good!"

Banning nodded, opened the magazine and looked at the bullets inside, there were seven rounds left, and immediately replaced it with a new one.

"Action!"

Ethan gave the order, and Banning suddenly got up and fired at several enemies hiding behind the car more than ten meters away.

Not to be outdone, the terrorists picked up their guns and fought back.

"Bang bang bang" and "da da da" a fierce firefight.

Speaking too late, Ethan bent down and walked quickly around the cars to the right side of the terrorists, and he raised his gun sharply, only to hear several "bang" gunshots, and several terrorists hiding behind the cars were killed.

Before Ethan could catch his breath, Banning drove over, opened the door and shouted, "Get in the car!" ”

……

"Someone is chasing after you."

Carlos, who was driving, looked in the reverse-view mirror and looked back to say a word.

Hearing this, Witt and Seaver hurriedly looked back, and sure enough, they saw a jeep chasing after them quickly.

Witt frowned and said, "Find a way to get rid of them." ”

"Understood!" Carlos stepped on the accelerator and picked up speed.

Just as Carlos was about to step on the accelerator and speed up to get rid of the pursuers behind him, suddenly a car turned at the intersection in front of him.

Before he could react, the car slammed into him.

"Get out of the way!" Witt, who saw it really, hurriedly yelled!

Carlos was startled, slammed the steering wheel with both hands, narrowly avoided the crashing car, and at the same time stepped on the accelerator and rushed straight over.

Seaver glanced at the black car, only to see a familiar figure faintly seen in the car, his brows furrowed and he said angrily: "Fake! It's this damn James Bond again! ”

"Bond? He's not dead? ”

Witt looked back in surprise, he remembered that someone had arranged for Bond to poison before, why didn't he die?

Seaver said with a vicious look in his eyes: "It seems that the woman named Linda lied to us!" ”

Witt's face sank: "Since she doesn't care about her boyfriend's life, when she goes back, she will kill that man directly." ”

"Leave it to me, and I'll show him what cruelty is."

Seaver hated Bond to death, the last time he was in the Bahamas, he lost hundreds of millions of dollars because of Bond, this time he finally saw the other party, I thought I could poison him smoothly, but who knew that there was no.

"Let's find a way to get rid of these two cars first."

Witt looked back at the two cars that were chasing after him, a solemn look appeared on his brow, and he thought about taking out his mobile phone and dialing the first call in the address book.

After the connection, Witt said, "Alex, we are on our way back, but the situation has changed, there are two cars following us, do you need us to continue to circle and get rid of them?" ”

Alex on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, and then said, "No need, you go directly to the Grand Hotel Paris, and I'll be there later." ”

Witt frowned, and although he didn't understand what Alex meant, he nodded in agreement, "Okay." ”

Hanging up the phone, Witt said to Carlos, who was driving, "Go to the Grand Hotel de Paris." ”

"The Grand Hotel de Paris? Aren't we going back then? Carlos had a look of surprise on his face, the Grand Hotel de Paris was near the Casino Royale, what did it mean to go around and go back?

"Don't worry about it so much, just go back."

"Yes."

……

More than 100 kilometers east of Las Vegas, there is a chemical plant that has been abandoned for many years, because of the growing tourism and gaming industry in Las Vegas, this chemical plant was closed in the late 90s due to the surrounding ecology and the safety of city dwellers.

In the dark of night, Las Vegas is lit up in the distance.

At this time, dozens of terrorists were in the abandoned chemical plant, ready to go.

The terrorist boss Alex hung up the phone, found a number stored on his phone, and called directly.

After a few beeps, the phone was connected.

Without waiting for Alex to speak, the person on the other end of the phone said, "How's it going?" ”

Alex said, "I agree to your request, but I have to see the money first." ”

"No problem, I'll have someone pay you now."

Moments later, Alex received a text message on his phone about the transfer, which prominently stated the amount of $100 million.

"Got the money?"

Alex read the text message, opened his international bank account again, and after confirming that there was an extra $100 million in the account, he showed a satisfied smile: "Don't worry, the headline in the United States tomorrow is the fall of Las Vegas!" ”

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