The commander of the convoy behind him was overjoyed when he saw this.
They also slowly parked the car in the middle of the road, attacking from the front and back, blocking the Nissan car firmly in the middle of the road, without any way out.
These thugs also got out of the car one after another.
Just as Lu Fan had guessed, there were more than eighty people in total, densely packed, all with guns in their hands, occupying the entire road and striding forward.
At this time, the doors of the Mercedes-Benz fleet also opened.
One after another, adults wearing black suits and sunglasses strode out of the car and stood neatly in the middle of the road, forming a dense black cloud.
And everyone was carrying a portable submachine gun in their hands.
The formation was terrifying.
Looking at these people, Song Yufeng had a look of despair on his face.
Hundreds of people attacked from both sides.
Hundreds of guns, all loaded.
How many bullets are needed to fire this?
No matter how skilled they were, they would not be able to escape in this environment and under this kind of firepower suppression.
"It's over, it's over, it's completely over now!"
Wang Tianming's face was pale and full of despair.
"I knew I couldn't trust you. I should have walked out of the formation with Lao Qi at that time. Maybe I could still find a way out."
"It's a good thing now, in this place where no one has shit, someone is making dumplings."
"This is really lighting a lamp in a latrine, seeking death!"
Wang Tianming sat in the back row and cried non-stop, but Lu Fan stared at the men in black in front of him without saying a word.
The firepower of hundreds of people was enough to smash the car and the people in it into a sieve in an instant, and not even a single intact muscle could be found.
After all, this is Japan...
Lu Fan sighed secretly, he still underestimated the influence of Qian Yuqian and Miyamoto Ichiro in this territory.
If a fight breaks out soon, we can only do our best and leave the rest to God's will.
Hundreds of men in black stood in front of the Mercedes-Benz convoy.
At the same time, a person stepped forward and picked up the charging style in his hand.
Two hundred people behind him also made this move at the same time.
When hundreds of charging guns were pointed at them, even Lu Fan and Song Yufeng felt sweat pouring down their backs, and their whole nerves jumped wildly at this moment.
"Raining bullets can easily blow up vehicles and put us in a disadvantageous position."