Wang Jie and Batis ran in front of the team, heading towards Rhode Street, and Wang Jie's eyes were constantly scanning the surroundings.

Suddenly, Wang Jie rushed to the street next to him, where a small passenger bus happened to pass by, and Wang Jie opened his hands and blocked the front of the bus; at this time, the bus was driving at high speed, and Wang Jie's behavior was like a madman committing suicide.

"Cruff--" a clear sound of brakes! The driver of the short-haired middle-aged man on the bus was startled and immediately stepped on the brakes and stopped the car. However, due to the impact, his body rushed forward. Although he was pulled by the seat belt in time, it still made him feel uncomfortable all over.

"Ah, ah!..." Many tourists on the bus screamed, some fell into the carriage, and some hit the back of the seat in front, and they couldn't help but scream.

The bus driver raised his head in shock and looked at Wang Jie in front of him. He immediately burst into anger in his chest. He poked his head out of the window and cursed at Wang Jie: "You bastard, do you want to die? Your mother is a prostitute, you are the one who raises you..." Next was a series of dirty words.

Just as he was cursing, Wang Jie didn't say a word, immediately rushed from the front of the car to the driver's seat, opened the car door, grabbed the driver's collar and pulled it out, and shouted loudly: "Come down! This car is lended to us for use!"

The driver waved his hand to push Wang Jie away, and at the same time raised his leg and kicked him. He also cursed and said, "Get out of here, you are a bastard, and you will lend it to you. You think beautifully!"

Wang Jie was kicked by him and became angry. He grabbed the guy's collar with his left hand and fisted on his cheek with his right hand. He punched three or four times in a row, which instantly fooled the guy. Then Wang Jie grabbed her clothes with both hands, dragged him from the driver's seat and threw him on the ground, and sat in the driver's seat.

Sitting in the driver's seat, Wang Jie stepped on the accelerator and hit the steering wheel to the left. He soon turned a U-shaped turn on the street, turning the front of the car to the other side of Rhode Street.

The passengers on the bus immediately shouted and many people roared.

"Ah? What does that bastard want to do! He robbed the car!"

"What the hell? We're going to the ninth zone, why did the car suddenly turn around?"

"Get out, you bastard!" Someone roared at Wang Jie.

Wang Jie turned around from the driver's seat and shouted loudly at the passengers in the bus: "Get out of the car, I have requisitioned this car. It's fast. Whoever dares to be slow will I call him good-looking!" His fierce eyes scanned the carriage.

Unfortunately, his eyes could not scare anyone at all. Immediately, a few strong men rushed forward to teach Wang Jie a lesson, but at this moment, many people suddenly surrounded the bus. They slapped the car window and shouted in unison, asking the passengers inside to get out quickly.

Those who originally wanted to teach Wang Jie a lesson were immediately stunned, then turned around and got out of the car. Under their leadership, the other passengers also got off the car one by one with horror on their faces. The speed was very fast, which was much better than Wang Jie's yelling just now.

This small passenger car could take about fifty people, but it was still a little unattainable. So after being inspired by Wang Jie, other brothers from Longxinghui immediately selected suitable vehicles, blocked them, drove the driver and passengers out of the car, entered the driver's seat, and let the other brothers from Longxinghui get on the car and drove the car towards Rhode Street.

When his bus was full of people, Wang Jie stepped on the accelerator and the bus was like crazy, whizzing forward quickly.

Only the passengers and drivers who were driven out of the car were left on the spot. They looked at each other, but they were still confused. They had time to not react to what happened. It was not until a long time since the driver reacted and immediately took out his cell phone to call the police.

Wang Jie and Batis led the brothers to quickly drive towards Rhode Street. At this time, the team led by Zhao Hu and Johnson and the people from Black Bat Hall were busy anxiously. They placed people at the corners of the surrounding buildings to find the best shooting perspective to defend against those black people. There were three dance halls on Rhode Street and there were no pedestrians on the wide streets in the east, and brothers from Longxinghui were hiding everywhere.

On the wide street of Rhode Street, Zhao Hu and Johnson were squatting behind a car, silently staring at the direction the black people were about to drive.

Suddenly, Johnson's cell phone rang "Dingdong" and received a message. He immediately opened the message and immediately changed his face. He turned around and said to Zhao Hu, "Brother Hu, I just received the news that those black people have arrived, and ten buses are rushing towards this side!"

"How long will it be?" Zhao Hu asked at Johnson.

"A minute at most!" Johnson said with a serious expression.

Zhao Hu took a deep breath, turned his head and looked at the opposite side of the street. Heibat Hall, Hansen and others were lying there, and then looked to the front of the street. Then you had seven or eight cars crossing the middle of the road, blocking the driving route.

The road driving in the seventeenth block here has been blocked by them in a car, and they are preparing to let the black bus stop there. That location is very suitable for the brothers from Longxinghui from all directions to shoot. If they block the black people here, they will be able to cause their biggest casualties.

Johnson received another message on his phone. After opening it, he exclaimed: "How could that be! The number of black people has increased again, and two teams of people rushed here in the other two places. Although these two teams have not many guns, the number is also large!"

Zhao Hu's face darkened and he immediately asked, "How many people are there?"

Johnson looked up at Zhao Hu and said with a ugly expression: "Each team of 100 people, that is to say, another 400 people rushed over here!"

"These bastards!" Zhao Hu couldn't help but curse, and then sneered: "There are so many people. I just took them away casually, and I actually got 600 people to deal with us. I really respected us."

"There is nothing to do about this. After all, the Martin Gang is a gang of two thousand people. Although our Longxinghui sneak attacked them and surrounded some of their men to defend the situation, even so, it was still very easy for them to draw five or six hundred people to attack a place." Johnson said with a wry smile.

"Hmph." Zhao Hu snorted coldly, wanting to say something else, but at this moment, he heard the red ringtone of the car motor in the distance, and quickly looked at it.

"Brother Hu, here we are here, they are here!" Johnson said quickly with a nervous look, and raised his hand to point at the street in the distance.

I saw that at the corner of the street in the distance, more than a dozen buses rushing towards this side suddenly appeared. The speed was very fast and almost instantly came to the cars placed across the street. However, these buses had no intention of stopping at all, but instead rushed towards this side faster and rushed towards it.

"Boom!" A bus in front hit a horizontal car, and the huge impact pushed the car forward.

"Boom..." Under the leadership of the first bus, other buses rushed over quickly, hitting the cars that blocked the road, causing the cars to tilt. Many cars were even hit and rolling, with wheels facing up and roof facing down.

"Squeak squeak-" The car that was knocked over was hit by several buses, and the steel body rubbed against the ground, making a squeaking sound, and sometimes sparks burst out from the ground.

"Oh no, those black people want to force the blockade to break away!" Johnson's face changed slightly, and he looked over there in panic.

Zhao Hu gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "Thinking so much is useless. Those black people break through the blockade line and are about to get out of the car! Shoot! Shoot! Never let them get close!" He raised his gun and fired at the other side one after another, hitting the driver on the bus in the front with one shot.

The driver who was shot by Zhao Hu immediately covered his chest in pain, struggled in pain for a few times and stopped moving. The car he was driving did not step on the brakes, and rushed forward roaring. Suddenly, he crashed into the wall of the building next to him.

"Boom!" A huge roar was heard. The bus hitting the wall, and a large piece of it was sagging in the front end. Not only did black smoke begin to rise from the underneath the engine, but pungent liquid dripped downwards. It was gasoline! The car that was hit began to leak oil!

The black man in the car was knocked down and as soon as he stood firm, he immediately rushed out of the car. Some kicked the door open, some broke the window, and all rushed out of the car quickly.

While they were escaping from the bus, the members of the Longxing Association who were ambushing nearby also fired fire. Only the gunshots were heard constantly, and bullets were vented on the buses, not only the buses that had just hit the wall, but also the cars that were still driving and sprinting forward quickly.

Everyone started to act, not only the members of the Longxing Society, but also the black people. Once the car had just stopped, they rushed out of the car quickly and used the bus as a cover to shoot around. For a moment, the gunshots kept reminding me of it, which was very messy and harsh, as if they had arrived on a battlefield filled with gunpowder!

No, maybe it should be said that Rhodes Street is now a battlefield filled with smoke!

"Bang bang..." Zhao Hu poked his head out of the back of the cover car, raised his gun and shot at the black man in the distance. Before the bullet was finished, his other hand had already taken out the cost bullet from his pocket. Once the magazine was empty, he would load the bullets quickly as quickly as possible.

"Dangdangdang..." Several bullets shot in front of Zhao Hu's hiding car, causing steel to scream sharply. When the gunfire passed, he poked out his body and shot again.

Because both the Martin Gang and Long Xinghui used pistols, there were certain time gaps in loading and shooting, and it was very regular, everyone followed this rule to shoot and dodge each other!
Chapter completed!