He had a communication monitoring device attached to his body, and he wanted to take it off and run away without exposing the boss's information, but he didn't dare when he thought that he was surrounded by police outside.
I could only pretend to be calm all the way, and walked through the passage to the underground garage, entered the password and walked in.
"The police officer let you go so quickly?"
As soon as the bald man opened the door and walked in, he heard someone inside talking to him.
Turn around and look.
It's none other than Sean.
He didn't have any of his subordinates around him, only a low-lying Flip Car that was modified from a bulletproof Formula 1 car and looked very steely.
The reason why it is called a flip car is that the body of the car is extremely low, only less than one meter, and there is an inclined shovel close to the ground at the front of the car.
With a body made of bulletproof glass and steel plates, and a V8 engine with a maximum output of 500 horsepower, it has the ability to overturn any vehicle.
That's why it's called Flip Car.
"Don't worry, boss, I didn't say anything." The bald man said and walked over.
"Yeah?"
Sean glanced at the bald man and then said: "Help me start the car."
There was only one emergency light in the basement, so Sean's expression could not be seen clearly. The bald man could not judge and could only continue to act.
He walked to the front of the modified car and started the car's engine from the outside.
"Coo, coo, coo..."
The sound of the engine is like the braying of a cow. It is extremely loud. The horsepower of the car must be abnormal.
"The simplest things can often cause the biggest problems, but the good news is...replace the bad parts and everything will still be perfect."
After Sean finished speaking expressionlessly, he suddenly lowered his head and picked up a pistol from under the car.
"No, no, Sean, you must have misunderstood, don't be so impulsive, wait."
The bald man thought his betrayal had been exposed, and he was so frightened that he begged for mercy.
The two clear words Sheehan in the words were transmitted to the police outside through the monitoring equipment, and a large number of London special police immediately launched an arrest.
Dozens of heavily armed London special police officers surrounded the area 360 degrees from the outside.
"It has been confirmed that it is Sean, and the London police have started taking action." Roman informed.
Sean's location was in the underground garage. There was a circular overpass outside. London police cars and special police officers swarmed up and blocked the only exit. As soon as Sean came out, they would set fire to him.
at this time.
"Wait, wait, something is wrong."
Roman looked at the flickering screen and said: "The police scanner showed that the Interpol headquarters was invaded and the decoy's communication was cut off."
"Damn."
Long Zhan, who came out of the special forces, reacted instantly and said: "This is a trap. Sean knew there was something wrong with the bait. He did it deliberately and wanted to use the London police to cover his departure."
If you want to evacuate, the more chaos the better, and the London police are the best source of chaos.
Hearing that Sean was about to run away, Boss Tang immediately gave a decisive order: "Brian, you lead the team and get there first."
"What about you?" Brian asked.
"We are waiting here for Sean to show up and wait until we see him before taking action to prevent him from cheating and deceiving us with lies." Boss Tang said.
"OK."
Brian nodded without saying anything, turned around and walked towards the car parked at the other end.
Giselle, Han, Taiji and Roman followed, and along the way, everyone took a gun on the table and inserted it into their waist, and took a few magazines and put them in their pockets.
Compared with people who come from the military, guns and magazines are put into tactical vests or holsters.
This group of drag racing gangs are much more casual.
Long Zhan felt uncomfortable holding the pistol. It felt like a child's toy in his big hand, and he could hardly insert his index finger into the trigger.
Finally, he chose a dagger submachine gun, managed to use it for a while, and then followed the team towards the parking lot.
There is a row of eight black BMW M5s parked there.
The engine codenamed E60 is equipped with a BMW that is exaggerated. It is actually a V10 engine jointly developed with the BMW Sauber Formula One Team.
This 5.0-liter V10 naturally aspirated engine has a maximum power of 507 horsepower and a maximum torque of 520N.
The six-speed manual gearbox and seven-speed SMG gearbox matched with the engine allow it to accelerate from 0-100km/h in only 4.7 seconds.
The maximum speed is 250km/h under electronic speed limit, and can reach 312km/h after the speed limit is lifted.
A great performance gun!
With such a big steel cannon in hand, it was even more powerful to chase Sean in the streets. Everyone in the racing group was very satisfied with this car.
The color and performance are the same, so there’s no need to choose, just one for each person.
Ten seconds later.
"Bang bang bang..."
Following a series of car door closing sounds, the sound of exploding engines and screeching tires, five BMW M5s rushed towards the opened underground garage door one after another.
In the narrow underground garage, you have to play the exciting starting tire grinding, which is worthy of the boldness of a skilled person.
After all five BMWs rushed out of the gate, Hobbs looked for the pungent smell of grinding tires and saw that Long Zhan was walking back.
"Why don't you go with me? I heard that the special forces have special drivers, right?"
Faced with Hobbes' direct question, Long Zhan was a little embarrassed and a little proud. He shrugged and said, "I would like to race, but these cars are too small, smaller than my fucking shoe box."
"Haha, we are not suitable for toy cars."
Hobbs immediately laughed after hearing this and joked that the BMW M5 was driven by a child.
As a tall guy who is over 1.9 meters tall, Hobbs also has the same trouble. Most vehicles on the market are not suitable for driving.
"That car of yours is quite nice. I think...it matches me very well." Long Zhan said with a smile.
"Have you set your sights on me?"
Hobbes curled his lips and raised his brows, made his signature move, and then said: "My car is outside, I can give you a ride later."
"Maybe it's time to change the driver. I don't want to miss the racing show tonight." Long Zhan said.
Hobbs' car is a military armored off-road vehicle, and it is a reinforced MXT-MVA, with enough space for Long Zhan to operate easily inside.
The 6.0-liter turbocharged diesel engine carrying the VT365 has a maximum power of 329 horsepower and a maximum torque of 759N. It is paired with a 5-speed automatic transmission and has a top speed of 150km/h, which can barely reach speed.
At least in urban areas where the traffic situation is complex and the maximum speed cannot be increased.
The speed of 150 kilometers per hour is not high, but it is barely enough. At least it will not be completely thrown away. It is still possible to bite the tail light.
"Tonight only."
Hobbes agreed to Long Zhan's request, then turned his attention to the London police surveillance screen and muttered: "Asshole, come out quickly."
Now that the Interpol headquarters has found an intrusion, the communication system is no longer usable. The bald man used Interpol's monitoring system, which is now out of service.
On the premise that Sean's voice cannot be heard, everything can only be done by relying on the action cameras of the London police.