Drunik, the Jakarta police chief, when he received a report from the airport, nine Chinese killed five loyal Indonesian soldiers, robbed their weapons, massacred dozens of Indonesian people, and robbed nine taxis.
The number of hostages who escaped was unknown. Hearing such a report, Dirunik was furious. How dare a few Chinese pigs come to Jakarta to massacre the Indonesian people.
Sitting in the high-speed police car, Dirunik picked up the walkie-talkie and shouted: "One group and two groups led the teams to block all roads. We cannot let these Chinese pigs who slaughter our Indonesian people escape. Group three and group four searched the whole city.
When I see those yellow-skinned Chinese mobs, I will arrest them all and take them back for interrogation. I will continue to pursue them. As long as I see them, I can use any means while ensuring the safety of our people."
Obar is Dilunick's right-hand man. He has cracked countless cases. I don't know how many powerful gangsters died in his robbery. But this time, there is always an uneasy feeling in his heart. This is a natural feeling.
His instinct was telling him that it was dangerous! But he just couldn’t figure out where the danger came from.
Just as he was deep in thought, he heard the report on the walkie-talkie, "Head! We found the gangster's car at the west intersection of a commercial center in front of us. I know it is a dead end and they can't escape."
O'Bar put aside his uneasy thoughts, cheered up and picked up the walkie-talkie and shouted: "Disperse the people immediately and block that intersection, wait for me to rush over."
As soon as Obar's car turned into the main road on the east side of the street, he saw about two to three thousand Indonesians blocking the place with various knives in their hands and shouting slogans.
"Drive the Chinese pigs out of Indonesia. This is our home. They are robbers. They will steal our money and kill them all, and take back what belongs to us."
O'Bar frowned and honked the horn desperately. He actually walked for more than ten minutes on a road less than a hundred meters away. When he got out of the car, his subordinates had already surrounded the intersection, fully armed and hiding behind the car, holding hands.
The people inside fought against the nine taxis blocking the intersection.
"How's the situation in Dadalu?" O'Bar asked
"Head! There is someone in the car, but I'm not sure if the gangster is still in the car."
O'Bar thought for a while: "You lead the people to put on bulletproof helmets, put on bulletproof vests, and sneak over to the west to the right."
After speaking, he patted Dadalu on the shoulder and said: "Be careful, they have guns in their hands."
Dadalu nodded and led several police officers, fully armed, around to the right of the street intersection, leaning against the wall and slowly sneaking towards the street intersection.
Dadalu waved his hand and leaned against the corner of the street. "Bang!" and fired a shot into the sky. However, the gangster inside showed no reaction. He cautiously poked his head out and saw that the taxi was still parked.
There, through the car window, he could clearly see the hostages tied together struggling hard.
He boldly jumped out, made several evasive movements in a row, and then rolled on the ground to the bottom of a taxi in front. If Ye Tianming saw his evasive movements like a monkey jumping around, he would definitely give him a warning.
Take a shot at his raised ass to combat his arrogance
As soon as Dadalu hid under the car, a strong smell of gasoline hit his nostrils. When he lay under the car, he saw that the fuel tanks of each car had been violently punctured, and the gasoline was slowly flowing down.