The big truck stopped in the middle of the intersection.
The door and compartment opened at the same time.
Five men in black jumped out from inside.
They all had black masks on their heads, leaving only two eyes with cold light.
In their hands, they all There are five miniature submachine guns in the brush.
After these people got out of the car, they lined up and started shooting continuously at several cars that were chasing Xie Wendong. ot da, da, da, da ot Continuous and intensive gunshots rang out, five gun barrels sprayed out death flames at the same time, and the ejected empty bullet casings flew around and were scattered on the ground.
Looking at those cars, they were riddled with holes and were parked in random directions on the road, with streams of blood dripping from the gaps in the car doors.
It was not until all the bullets in the gun were fired that the five of them came to an end.
Then, the five of them walked towards the car that had just been knocked over.
Several of the killers inside were injured, and they were knocked dizzy and had a bloody head.
He was bleeding, his face was covered with blood, and he was struggling to crawl out through the broken car window.
Five men in black took out guns from their waists, walked closer, pointed at the head of the killer who climbed out, and opened fire coldly. . otBang, bang, bang.
With a few brief gunshots, the killers were shot in the head and all died.
This kind of street gun fight, and it was still in a downtown area, did not happen often even in the United States where guns are common.
People in the surrounding vehicles were frightened and stared at what was happening in front of them.
After quickly and easily killing Xie Wendong's killer, the five abandoned the truck, picked up the gun and ran away.
They rushed into a small alley not far away and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Although Xie Wendong didn't read all of it, he saw the five men firing guns wildly at the pursuers behind him.
Xie Wendong took a breath and muttered strangely.
He didn't know the identities of these five masked men in black. , why do you want to help yourself, and dare to kill CIA agents on the street?
Huang's background is definitely not simple.
"Brother Dong, who are those people?"
The smart driver frowned and asked in confusion.
Xie Wendong smiled bitterly: "God knows."
"Why?"
Xu Xiongfeng said in surprise: "That's not the person you arranged."
"No."
Xie Wendong answered simply.
Just when everyone was curious about the identities of the five masked men in black, Xie Wendong's cell phone suddenly rang.
He took out his cell phone, lowered his head to see the call, raised the corner of his mouth, and smiled leisurely.
Now he basically knew the identities of the five people.
The caller was no one else.
It was Mr.
Huang Kun, the head of the Hong Clan in the United States. .
"Mr.
Huang, it was you just now."
Xie Wendong answered the phone and asked straight to the point.
But before he could finish the question, Huang Kun interrupted him with a smile and said, "Yes, it's me.
I gave it to you."
A meeting gift.”
After a pause, Huang Kun said again: "Wendong, when you came to the United States this time and to New York again, why didn't you say hello to me in advance?
Don't you know that I live in New York?"
Xie Wendong patted his forehead and said apologetically: "Mr.
Huang, I'm really sorry.
I came here in a hurry this time and didn't think so much."
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When he comes to the United States this time, if he has the help of a local snake like Hongmen in the United States, he will certainly get twice the result with half the effort.
With Xie Wendong's mind, how could he forget that the reason why he did not contact them proactively was because he did not want to cause trouble.
He acquired shares of Hongtian Group.
Of course, the less people know about it, the safer it is.
"Look at how dangerous the situation was just now.
If my information hadn't been timely, I would have been fine.
It's inconvenient for me to tell you on the phone.
Where are you going now?"
"Go to the consulate.
It's relatively safe there."
"Well, okay, I'll rush over now, and we'll meet at the consulate."
"Okay."
Xie Wendong suddenly remembered something and said, "Mr.
Huang, there is one more thing I need to trouble you with."
"It's no trouble, Wen Dong.
If you have any questions, just ask.
I will help you if I can."
"I still have a few brothers at the Morgan Hotel.
They don't have weapons on them.
I'm worried that their situation may be in danger.
Mr.
Huang, I hope you will send a few brothers over to pick them up and bring more guys with you."
"It's a small problem, I'll make arrangements right away."
"Thank you, Mr.
Huang."
"Wendong, you are too polite.
You are our leader, and it is right to help you."
Huang Kun was referring to the Hongmen Alliance.
Xie Wendong had almost forgotten about it.
The reason why he advocated The alliance was established to a large extent to suppress Wangyue Pavilion and at the same time prevent itself from making too many enemies.
After talking to Huang Kun on the phone, Xie Wendong let out a long sigh, and his heart finally dropped a little.
Now that life and death were at stake, he didn't care whether Huang Kun would know about the acquisition of Hongtian Group's shares.
The rest was minor, and the most important thing was to get through this difficulty first.
Due to the obstruction of Huang Kun's men, the CIA's subsequent killer did not catch up with Xie Wendong, drove quickly and successfully arrived at the Chinese Consulate in New York.
There were guards standing guard in front of the consulate, and the door was sealed by railings.
He quickly slowed down and asked, "Brother Dong, how do we get in?"
Xie Wendong narrowed his eyes and said, "Just rush in."
"I'm afraid that wouldn't be good," Ling Ming said in a relatively gentle tone.
Breaking into the consulate would be an international incident.
Once it happened, no one would be able to fill the gap.
Xie Wendong also wanted to go through the formal procedures, but he didn't make an appointment.
The approval process was too troublesome.
It was communicated layer by layer, and he didn't know how much time it would take.
By the time the CIA's killer caught up, he might not even know how he died.
He didn't know, he didn't dare to take the risk.
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He smiled lightly and said calmly: "It doesn't matter, I'll take care of Chuang if anything happens."
"Can you withstand it?"
Xu Xiongfeng said sarcastically from the side, "If you want to die, just go and die yourself.
Don't hold me back.
The CIA hasn't caught up with you yet, so you can let me go."
Xie Wendong didn't speak, and he couldn't even answer him.
He suddenly increased the speed of the car and crashed directly into the railing of the consulate gate. click The car was so powerful that it broke the railing and rushed into the courtyard of the consulate like a bolt of black lightning.
The guards at the consulate were all shocked.
They were all stunned for three seconds, and then they ran over while blowing their whistles.
At the same time, they drew their guns and surrounded the jeep parked in the courtyard.
"You really rushed in and you didn't want to die?"
Xu Xiongfeng's heart that had just been relieved immediately rose to his throat again.
Looking at the guards with guns and ammunition around him, he felt light-headed and his head was buzzing.
He really couldn't understand where Xie Wendong got such courage.
Xie Wendong ignored him, opened the door, and slowly walked out of the jeep.
"Who are you and why did you break into the Chinese Consulate?"
A guard with an Oriental face asked loudly. otI am Xie Wendong, a major from the Political Department of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of China.
I have something important to see the ambassador.
The matter was urgent, so I did not inform you in advance.
Please forgive me.
"As he spoke, Xie Wendong put his hand out of his arms and said softly: "Don't be nervous, everyone, I'll get the ID card."
He moved slowly and took out the ID card of the Political Department from his pocket.
What kind of department is the Political Department?
It sounds like it's from the domestic department.
The guard who just asked frowned and walked forward cautiously.
His eyes kept scanning between Xie Wendong and the jeep.
When he arrived at Xie Wendong, He came closer, slowly spoke, took the small red book in his hand, glanced down, and said: "Don't understand if you stand here.
Also, no one in the car should get out, do you understand?"
This time, he spoke in Chinese say.
"No problem," Xie Wendong smiled and replied in Chinese.
Seeing that he could speak Chinese and that the certificate he held was indeed from the Chinese government, the guard's expression softened a lot and he muttered: "Even if there is a big deal, you can't break in like this."
As he spoke, He took Xie Wendong's ID and quickly ran into the main building of the consulate.
After he left, the other guards did not relax at all.
Their faces were full of caution, and the guns in their hands were still pointed at Xie Wendong motionlessly.
It didn't take long, only two minutes later, the guard ran out of the building, followed by a middle-aged man in a gray suit.
The guard waved to the others and made a few simple gestures.
After seeing this, the guards guarded their guns one after another.
They couldn't help their curiosity and looked at Xie Wendong a few more times before they dispersed and ran to In front of the embassy gate, go clean up the broken railing.
The middle-aged man in a gray suit quickly walked up to Xie Wendong, shook hands with him with a smile on his face, and said, "It turns out to be Major Xie.
I wonder why Major Xie suddenly arrived in New York and how he suddenly broke into the consulate."
It can be seen from the guard's respectful attitude towards him that this middle-aged man is by no means an ordinary small role.
Xie Wendong sighed secretly.
The identity of the Political Department is really useful.
Even if he leaves China, he can still do his job.
He looked around and said casually: "Excuse me, are you..."
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"Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot to introduce myself.
My name is Wang Xinhua, and I am the special assistant to the Consul General of China in New York."
Not knowing what the official position of his special assistant was, Xie Wendong smiled and said, "Assistant Wang, can we go into the consulate to talk?"
"Of course, of course, thank you, sir, please come inside."
The middle-aged man was very polite.
He turned sideways with a smile and made an invitation gesture.
With a sideways glance, he looked at the three smart people in the jeep and asked, "Who are these people?"
yes...."
"He is my friend" Xie Wendong replied.
"Since we are Major Xie's friends, let's come in together," the middle-aged man said with a smile.
Even if he didn't say it, Xie Wendong would not leave Ling Min and Xu Xiongfeng outside.
The environment of the Chinese Consulate in New York is very good, and it is still very good.
It has just been built, and the interior is decorated with splendor and dazzling splendor.
It can be compared with any luxury hotel
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