Marvel’s Big Villain

Twenty gangsters armed with automatic rifles got out of four Cadillacs.

"Go to hell! Cop!"

They roared and raised their guns, and swept at the police cars and police officers.

The dense bullets rained down, damaging the engine and tires of the police cars, and the policemen couldn't lift their heads.

These remaining gangsters have long had the ambition to seek death. They don't want to kill all the policemen, they just want to trap them here, and they have no way to chase Jin Bin.

The scene of Jin Bin's escape was seen by Stan with a telescope, and he immediately took out his satellite phone to notify Jason.

"Jason, the information you gave is indeed true. Jin Bing and the big Mexican drug lord really appeared. Most of the drug lord's men were killed by me, but Jin Bing has already broken through the encirclement, along the banks of the Hudson River. Highway escaped."

Jason was not surprised by the news, and said indifferently: "I expected a long time ago that your Drug Enforcement Bureau would not be able to catch Jin Bing. Don't worry, I'm already on my way here. If I'm lucky, I should be able to catch Jin Bing."

Police all over New York are setting up checkpoints on the road to arrest Jason. How could he rush from Long Island Prison to Manhattan so quickly.

Stan was a little curious: "You guys are so fast! Did you meet any policemen on the road?"

"Hehe, almost every street is blocked by police. To be honest, I have never seen so many policemen in my life."

Stan was even more puzzled: "You don't know how to show off your supernatural power, you just rushed all the way through."

Jason smiled and said, "You've watched too many Hollywood movies. We were driving a police car from the Long Island Prison, and we drove past with sirens on. The police who set up the car thought something was wrong, and they didn't even dare to ask. Just ask and let go.

Stan nodded understandingly: "So that's the case. I won't go after the gold bin. There are still more than a dozen boxes of illegal materials waiting for me to confiscate."

confiscated?

I'm afraid that 30% of the supplies will be thrown into your pocket.

Jason pointed at him directly: "Go ahead, I won't let you get rich."

Stan hung up the phone and directed the helicopter to fly to the battlefield ahead.

The police who came for reinforcements were bullied miserably by the gangsters. They all lay on the ground or hid under the cars, fearing being shot by bullets.

"A bunch of trash."

Stan cursed angrily, then opened the door of the helicopter, and fired at the gangsters with the on-board heavy machine gun.

Da da da!

The heavy machine guns fired a circle, and the gangsters suffered heavy casualties immediately, and the firepower dropped sharply.

With the support of armed helicopters, those policemen hiding on the ground also got up and returned fire with pistols.

A few minutes later, all the gangsters in charge of blocking the attack died, and even those who were injured and survived took out their pistols and committed suicide by drinking bullets, leaving no one alive.

The battlefield was extremely brutal, with bullet casings all over the ground, blood and broken corpses, and the soaring smell of blood that made some policemen vomit out.

Stan's close friend said: "This group of people regard death as home. They must not be simple little people. They should be dead soldiers who have followed Jin Bing for many years."

Another person said with emotion: "The gang materials were confiscated by us, and so many loyal subordinates died, Jin Bing is probably doomed this time."

"That's good too. King has ruled the New York underground for so many years, it's time for a new look."

"You said, does the boss's boss have a chance?"

"this……"

The two immediately raised their heads to look at Stan.

If Jason becomes the new king of New York, then they can also earn more money, right?

Stan looked at the direction of Jin Bin's escape from a distance, and murmured: "I don't know. Jason is not Jin Bin. The enemy he is about to face is the entire United States."

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After talking on the phone with Stan, Jason led his men to race on the highway. After more than ten minutes, he saw Jin Bing's Cadillac motorcade head-on.

"Franklin, stop them!"

"it is good!".

Franklin drove into another lane and rushed towards Jin Bing's convoy in the reverse direction.

Several other police cars behind also accelerated forward and drove side by side, blocking the two-way four-lane road tightly.

After Jin Bing's lead car spotted the police car, it immediately started to slow down.

The four cars in the back accelerated forward, obviously preparing to use the old method to smash the police car's defense line directly.

Franklin frowned: "Boss, their car is speeding up. If we collided head-on, we would be conservatively estimated to be in a vegetable."

Jason said: "Don't worry, you won't become a vegetable. John, it's up to you."

John Wick, sitting in the back row, nodded: "Franklin, slow down!"

After speaking, he opened the car window and leaned half of his body out.

Driving at high speed, the gust of wind blowing head-on made him unable to keep his eyes open.

However, as Franklin slowed down, the wind gradually began to weaken.

When the speed of the car dropped to 60 kilometers, John raised his pistol and shot at the oncoming convoy while the wind resistance was still strong.

bang bang bang!

Three bullets accurately hit the tires of a Cadillac.

After a bang, the tire blew out.

squeak!

With a harsh friction sound, the vehicle involuntarily crashed to the side.

The gangster driver turned pale with fright, stepped on the brakes quickly, and slammed the direction, trying to save the car.

But the car that has lost control is not so easy to save.

The Cadillac slammed into the car on the right, and the two cars smashed through the guardrail at an extremely fast speed and rushed into a low-lying wasteland.

"Beautiful!" Franklin roared excitedly.

This marksmanship is absolutely perfect!

bang bang bang!

John did the same and fired a few more shots, blowing the tires of the remaining two cars.

This time, the gangster driver was well prepared and started to slow down ahead of time.

After a thrilling operation, they finally did not let the vehicle lose control.

But the price of doing so is that the vehicle loses speed and cannot hit the defense line composed of police cars at all.

squeak!

The gangster driver stepped on the brakes decisively, preparing to break through the line of defense with force after the vehicle stopped.

Although the police have eight vehicles and they only have five, in terms of combat effectiveness, these weak policemen are not worth mentioning at all.

To be honest, his decision was very correct. If ordinary policemen were oncoming, the success rate of this plan was very high.

Unfortunately, what they are facing is not the police, but a group of criminals who have committed the most crimes.

The car on the opposite side began to slow down, and so did Jason's side.

Unless you have a body of steel, who dares to drive a bumper car with a speed of more than 100 kilometers per hour.

squeak~

Screaming brakes sounded, two groups of people stopped less than 20 meters apart, and eight police cars surrounded the three Cadillacs tightly.

The next moment, everyone opened the door and got out of the car.

They used the vehicles as cover and started shooting at each other, and the gangsters who rushed into the wasteland also ran towards here with their guns in their hands.

"I won last time. Do you want to compete again this time?" John hid in the back of the car, looking at Jason and asked.

"Forget it, comparing marksmanship with you is looking for cruelty. But I will surpass you soon."

"I believe it." John smiled, not knowing whether this sentence was true or not.

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Thanks to [Momyyan Stam] for the 200 point reward!

Thanks to [OliveOyl] for the 1000 point reward!

Brothers, don't stop recommending tickets!