Chapter 69

When Chou Zhaoqiang said this, Xie Yixin glanced out the window and immediately spotted the car with the FF license plate: "Get closer!"

Furen glared at her and said, "What's the rush!" Seeing the explosive girl glare back, he realized his tone was a bit too harsh, "First, check the license plate with the control center."

Xie Yixin thought it made sense and immediately did so. After a moment, she replied, "The make and license plate match. The owner's surname is Huang. We can stop the car and ask."

Furen stared at her as if she were an idiot: "Stop the car? You really think of that. What if they are armed? Do you want to offer yourself as a live target?"

Xie Explosive Girl was taken aback, then realized that the armed gang had killed two colleagues and wouldn't hesitate to kill a few more: "What should we do then?"

"Like this, you..." "Bang!! Bang!!"

Furen had just started to speak when the three people in the car heard a dull gunshot from a distance.

"It's from the direction of Du Zhi Lao Dao!" Chou Zhaoqiang judged.

"It should be the corner of Du Zhi Lao Dao and the conference road," Furen corrected Chou Zhaoqiang while slamming on the brakes and sharply turning the steering wheel to turn the car around.

"Screech!!! Hum—" "Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat..."

As Furen turned the car and accelerated towards Du Zhi Lao Dao, dense gunfire was already coming from that direction. Xie Yixin was very puzzled, chambering a round in her Glock 17 and wondering, "These armed gangsters are really bold, but how could they be sure they were robbing the real armored car?"

"That's simple. I think the real armored car must have more colleagues on board. Just by carefully observing the tires, they should be able to tell!" Furen sneered.

"Really? Can they see such a subtle difference?" Xie Yixin found it hard to believe.

Furen wanted to say he could see it too, but he swallowed the words. However, he realized his thinking was still a bit behind the professional robbers.

This wasn't to say that Furen was less intelligent or in any other way inferior to the robbers, but that his thinking hadn't completely shifted. He still had the notion that divine and demonic powers could solve everything. Or rather, Furen was too lazy to think that way, not fully putting himself in the role of a robber and thinking like them about robbing the jewelry.

Furen drove very fast, and since they were already close to the incident site, it took less than three minutes, about two and a half minutes, to approach the area with the dense gunfire.

Hearing the continuous gunfire nearby, Xie Yixin, in the passenger seat, was somewhat nervous, as this was only her second time encountering such a situation.

About forty meters ahead, on the sidewalk, several people wearing hoods and carrying bags were firing long guns at a row of overturned armored cars in the middle of the road, occasionally throwing grenades, making it look like a real action movie.

"Get ready to take cover!" Furen knew the intersection ahead was an open area. He called out and still charged forward without hesitation, then sharply turned the steering wheel to block the road with the car. This way, it could temporarily serve as cover in the gunfight and also prevent civilian cars from coming over and getting killed.

Hearing Furen's call, the explosive girl didn't immediately open the door and get out but instead leaned her head towards the window on Furen's right side. Such a move at such a critical moment was simply asking for death.

"Idiot!"

Furen grabbed Xie Yixin's head and pressed it towards his abdomen, while his upper body also bent down.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The right side window glass shattered with a crash, glass shards flying everywhere. One bullet grazed Furen's back, hit the dashboard, and ricocheted, shattering the left side window. Another three bullets penetrated the dashboard and drilled into the car body.

Chou Zhaoqiang in the back seat was much more alert than the explosive girl. He had already opened the rear door when Furen gave the warning. As the car slowed down, he jumped out with the MP5 borrowed from the back seat. Four dull gunshots made him exclaim, "Sniper!"

Furen naturally knew it was a sniper and even recognized the VSS sniper rifle. The sniper position was less than three hundred meters away. However, Furen felt lucky because the sniper bullet only grazed his skin due to the Mystic Golden Qi, not breaking any bones, though his back still stung.

In such a critical moment, Furen didn't have time to think much. He kicked the door open and pushed the blushing and weak explosive girl out of the car, cursing, "What the hell are you doing?"

"Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat..."

Fortunately, Chou Zhaoqiang had already found the sniper's position and fired a burst from the MP5, giving Furen time to get out of the car. Otherwise, if the sniper had a chance to fire again, Furen would be dead in the car.

The sniper, a familiar face to Furen, was Baldy Qiang. He was very wary of Furen and had already left his original position before Chou Zhaoqiang fired. When he moved to another position, he saw Furen duck back into the car through the scope and cursed, "F*ck, four shots and I didn't kill him!" After cursing, he immediately reported the situation to Cesong and others.

At this moment, Cesong, wearing a hood, was leading Nino and Takenaka in the final assault. Three armored cars and the two escort vehicles in front and back were almost completely cleared of people.

Cesong, while firing, looked around and instructed through the earpiece, "Takenaka, you and Qiang deal with that cop; Feng, guard the other side; hold on for three more minutes, and once the time is up, we all retreat, regardless of whether we've robbed the jewelry or not!"

There was silence in the earpiece for a few seconds, then all four agreed. After all, no matter how important the jewelry and money were, they were not as important as their lives. Having money but no life to enjoy it was the most tragic thing in the world, period.

With a unified understanding, the shortest Takenaka immediately turned his gun towards Furen and the others.

Xie Yixin had recovered from the awkwardness of being in close contact with Furen's crotch, hid behind the car, and took a deep breath. When Takenaka paused his firing, she was about to raise her Glock to return fire.

Furen pulled the explosive girl back just as she poked her head out, about to scold her, when two sniper bullets hit the hood where she had been. Xie Yixin's face turned pale, and the impulse in her mind cooled down. She meekly said, "Thank you!"

"Thank you for what!" Furen cursed, pulled out an MP5 magazine from his waist, and threw it to Chou Zhaoqiang, who was crouched at the rear of the car. "The enemy's firepower is too strong. We need to hold them off and wait for backup." He then cut off the rearview mirror, peeled off the cover, and broke the mirror in half, giving one half to the explosive girl, "Use this to observe!" He slid the other half to Chou Zhaoqiang and reminded, "Watch out for grenades!"

Chou Zhaoqiang nodded, loaded the magazine, and fired a burst at Takenaka, ignoring the sniper. He had noticed that the sniper would fire a few shots and then move to another position. This was the perfect time to attack. In fact, there was a beautiful misunderstanding. Qiang was wary of Furen, but he didn't know Furen only had a Glock and not an MP5 that could cover the sniper's position.

The MP5's effective range is two hundred meters, but its maximum range is much longer. With Furen's strange shooting skills, it was hard to avoid being hit, so Qiang would fire a few shots and then move. This gave Chou Zhaoqiang a chance to retaliate.

In such a real combat environment, Chou Zhaoqiang's shooting wasn't very accurate. However, Takenaka had been injured by Furen and found it difficult to change magazines (①), so he was temporarily suppressed by Chou Zhaoqiang. Fortunately, at this moment, Cesong and Nino had already cleared all the armored car guards and entered the armored cars, or they would have been affected by Chou Zhaoqiang's fire.

Just as Takenaka was hiding behind one of the armored cars to change magazines, Qiang had already moved to another sniper position.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two shots in quick succession caused blood to spurt from Chou Zhaoqiang. One bullet hit the rear hood and grazed his forehead, while another hit his left upper arm. Furen quickly pulled Chou Zhaoqiang and dragged him behind the car. "Bang! Bang!" Two more shots grazed the rear hood, sending dirt and rocks flying from the ground.

Furen glanced at Chou Zhaoqiang and knew he wouldn't die immediately. He pulled Xie Yixin over and said, "Watch over Qiang, don't stick your head out!" Then, taking advantage of the gap while Qiang was moving and Takenaka was changing magazines, he acted.

Inside the armored car.

"Bang! Bang!"

"Are you crazy? Why are you firing randomly?" Cesong scolded.

Nino, however, was unconcerned, "Boss, you were right. These boxes are bulletproof and have electronic locks."

"Not just that!" Cesong pointed to the safe and the inner wall of the truck, "Your shots have already locked the boxes to the truck. Without a secondary decoder or a large amount of explosives, there's no way to separate them!"

"But we have this!" Nino grinned, taking out a small metal box from his bag and then a bottle of acid.

Cesong also smiled, marking the key points on each safe with a watercolor pen, and then Nino dripped the acid in measured amounts.

"Hisss—"

The safes, which could withstand gunshots and explosions, were as fragile as eggs in the face of the intense proton reaction. In less than ten seconds, they were corroded with grotesque holes, and even the internal mechanisms of the electronic locks were corroded.

(①: Single-handed magazine changes are a tactical move where one hand holds the gun while the other quickly changes the magazine, with almost no shooting pause. It does not mean using one hand to hold the gun and change the magazine simultaneously.)

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