Hong Kong Comprehensive: Who asked you to tell me to take the lead?

People outside didn't attack because they were too worried, and Chen Feng was happy to spend time with them.

He looked at the time on the watch on his wrist by the moonlight. It was already eleven o'clock in the evening, and a helpless smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Looks like the police won't come!"

In fact, he had already called the police before, and he still hoped that if the Ukrainian police could come, those forces who wanted to rob the gravure printing machine would definitely not dare to attack the police blatantly.

However, the reality disappointed him. He reported to the police, and the operator promised to call the police immediately.However, three hours have passed since the time for calling the police. Even if the Ukrainian police came here by running, they should have arrived long ago.

But it's right to think about it carefully. In a country where the national bank can go bankrupt and liquidate, how clean can the police force be!

"call!"

Letting out a long breath, he completely cut off the idea that the Ukrainian police could come to help.

He turned his head to look at the dark street outside the warehouse with a sneer on his face.

"See how long you can endure!"

Delaying time is in his best interest!
Sure enough, as time went by, people outside finally couldn't help it.

To the west of the warehouse, there is also a group of people in black suits hiding here. They are members of the Italian Mafia, and the leader is a ghost with a high nose bridge and deep eye sockets.

"Boss, they didn't take any action, so they just waited like this?" A younger brother leaned closer to Gao Biqiao and asked.

Gao Nailiang said with a gloomy expression: "They can afford to wait, but we can't afford to. The general didn't come this time, and only a group of subordinates came here. It doesn't matter if you lose. The bishop has connections with the upper echelons here, so he will be fine. But the painter disappears, no one has seen him. However, we are the most wanted criminals here, if we continue to waste, it will be the worst for us."

The subordinate frowned and asked, "Then let's do it?"

With a ferocious smile on Gao Naiqiao's face, he said, "Since they don't dare to do anything, let me open Pandora's Box tonight! Do it!"

Although he also knows that whoever strikes first will be the first to be besieged.However, in the current situation, among the four forces, he can't afford it the most.Therefore, even if he will be besieged, he must do it.

Because, when there is chaos, he has a chance.

Following Gao Nuqiao's order, the subordinates behind him left and dispersed, rushing towards the warehouse.

on the roof.

Hua Nu looked at the Mafia members who rushed out, and said loudly: "Painter, the Italian Mafia can't hold back anymore, they're doing something."

Hidden in the shadows, he said with a sneer: "Hehe, they are indeed the first to do it. Tonight's party has finally started. Next, we will see if the protagonists of our party can see the sun tomorrow morning."

Darkness in the street.

The bishop watched the mafia rush towards the warehouse with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"Bishop, the mafia is attacking, what should we do?" asked the subordinate next to him.

The bishop sneered and said, "Let them find out the bottom line of that Hong Kong man. I'd like to see how confident he is to venture into this muddy water."

Inside the house not far from the warehouse.

A soldier walked up to the Taiguo people and said, "Boss, the mafia is attacking, let's rush too! Otherwise, they will succeed."

The Taiguo man held a cigarette in his mouth and said with a smile on his face: "What if they get it? Now there are so many people outside, he can still fly away with the gravure printing machine on his back. Didn't you see the bishop and the painter Didn't move? Just watch!"

Inside the warehouse.

Chen Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, shooting a little cold light in the darkness.

"Finally I can't hold back anymore, but it's not what I want if it's just you guys doing it."

A cold smile appeared on his face, and he slowly retreated into the darkness.

"Oh!"

The door of the warehouse was kicked open by two mafia members, and then a group of people rushed in.

Gao Biliang walked into the warehouse under the protection of his subordinates, and the scattered subordinates were looking for Chen Feng's trace.

"Boss, there is no one here!"

High Nose Bridge frowned and said, "Nobody? Not a single one? Where's the gravure printing machine?"

"There is no one, the gravure printing press is still there!"

Gao Naiqiao walked to a large wooden box in the middle of the warehouse, which contained a gravure printing machine.

"Scared away?"

Gao Naiqiao looked puzzled. Although he got the gravure printing machine without bloodshed, this was not the result he wanted.

He originally planned to have a shootout, bringing in all the enemies from outside and messing up the scene, so that he would have a chance to win in the chaos and become the final winner.However, now that there are no enemies in the warehouse, how can we start a war?Are you beating your own people?
Looking at the gravure printing machine in front of him, Gao Naiqiao's complexion suddenly changed wildly.

not good!This is a trap!
He wasn't a fool either, as soon as he thought about it, he quickly realized that the gravure printing machine was not a gift from the other party, but a piece of honey mixed with poison.

If a battle broke out as soon as they came in, other forces outside might attack indiscriminately because of anxiety.

But now that there was no movement after they came in, the people outside must think that he has succeeded, so he has become the target of everyone's siege.

"No, everyone get out!"

The high-nosed bridge who understood immediately yelled.

But, right now.

"Dangdang!"

The back of the warehouse was suddenly opened, and the heavy iron door hit the wall of the warehouse with a dull sound.

Darkness in the street.

The bishop was still wondering why the mafia rushed in but there was no movement at all, when he heard the muffled sound coming from the warehouse.

"It's not good, bishop, the mafia is going to escape through the back door with the gravure printing machine, they have already succeeded!" A subordinate ran to the bishop in panic.

The bishop's expression changed, he gritted his teeth, and said with a ferocious expression: "Damn! He was killed without firing a single shot, and this kind of waste will come to the muddy water tonight. Let me rush in, and don't let the black hands The party shipped things away."

Inside the house.

A soldier ran in from the outside and said loudly: "Sir, there is a back door in the warehouse, and the mafia wants to escape through the back door."

The confused Taiguo changed his face, and said angrily: "I knew something was wrong, but I didn't expect them to have this ability. It seems that the people from Hong Kong Island are probably their white gloves. We have all been deceived. Let's do it and kill them." Kill them all."

"The bishop has also taken action, what should they do?"

"Didn't you hear what I said? Kill them all, leave no one behind!" the Taiguo shouted angrily.

"what!"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Da da da!"

"Don't let the Italians steal the gravure press!"

"Get rid of the Mafia!"

The warehouse, which was originally calm like a sea without waves, was immediately full of people and gunshots.Whether it was the bishop or the general, they all charged towards the warehouse, grabbing the bullets inside as if they were free of money, pouring out towards the warehouse.

The high nose in the warehouse was still thinking about how to mess up the scene, but now he has become the target of everyone's attack.

"Fight back, fight back!" Gao Nailiang yelled ferociously while hiding behind the window.

Even if he wants to explain now, people outside will not listen to him.

"Bang bang bang!"

The mafia people gathered at the door and windows one after another, shooting at the enemies rushing outside.

The peaceful warehouse turned into a battlefield in an instant.

Not far away, on the roof.

"Painter, they're fighting!" Huashen shouted in shock.

The painter hidden in the shadows said with a cheerful tone: "It seems that our friends from Hong Kong Island are still very smart!"

The muscular man Si Zai next to him asked, "He? Shouldn't he be killed by the Mafia?"

"Hmph! Since he came here to wade through this muddy water, he must have something to rely on. He knew that he couldn't keep the gravure printing machine by himself, so he simply gave up the gravure printing machine and let others fight for it. In the end, he was a fisherman. .”

"Cranes and clams compete for the fisherman's profit? That Hong Kong Islander is planning to do this? But even if these people lose in the end, that Hong Kong Islander can't be the opponent of the rest!" Hua Nu asked suspiciously.

"Hmph! If he doesn't have the ability to keep the gravure printing machine in the end, then I will save a lot of money! Hahaha!" The painter laughed.