Solving Middle Age Crisis by Intelligence System Chapter 388 - 259: I Won’t Be Taken Alive

Hong Kong Island, Lantau Island.

Several workers wearing orange vests suddenly appeared by the roadside, carrying maintenance warning signs in their hands, constantly looking down the road ahead, as if they were waiting for sothing.

The leader held a phone in his hand, continuously communicating with the person on the other end.

"We’re two kiloters out of the tunnel, how far away is it?"

"Got it!"

After hanging up the call, the leader waved his hand, "Action!"

The workers in orange vests imdiately sward onto the road, setting up the maintenance warning signs in the middle of the road. One of them even had a signaling baton in hand, well-prepared.

About a minute later, a black rcedes appeared in sight. The driver saw the situation on the road ahead and imdiately began to slow down.

The burly man in the front passenger seat frowned and asked the driver, "Was there a notice about roadworks here?"

The driver mumbled indifferently, "Every day there’s roadwork here or there, who pays attention to these things?"

The burly man said no more and instead signaled to the two companions in the back seat, and all three of them discretely reached for their back waists, becoming alert.

In the middle of the backseat, Ji Liyang’s trusted aide held a briefcase, also nervously looking ahead.

Inside the case were bearer bonds worth five million. Any sign of trouble made him uneasy.

The car’s speed continued to decrease, and just as they were about to reach the warning signs, there was a loud "bang" as a black van behind crashed directly into the rear of the rcedes, pushing it forward a few ters.

In the chaos, the driver hurriedly slamd the brakes to stop the car.

This was on a hillside; if the car had gone off the road, it would have been a disaster with no survivors.

The bodyguard in the passenger seat seed to sense danger and reacted extrely quickly, imdiately instructing the companions behind, "Get out!"

However, their hands had just reached for the door handle when they heard the roar of engines from ahead.

In the next second, three vans rapidly closed in with a screech, tires skidding on the pavent as they stopped directly in front of the rcedes, completely blocking the road.

anwhile, the van that had crashed into the rcedes followed closely, parked tight against the rear, leaving no room to escape.

The bodyguard wasted no ti in gripping the gun in his hand, quickly opening the car door to get out.

However, the burly man in the passenger seat had just stepped one leg out when he imdiately pulled it back.

It turned out that the workers in orange vests had surrounded them without them knowing and were pointing black gun barrels directly at them.

"Clatter!"

The van doors swung open and a dozen n quickly jumped out, all carrying weapons, marching towards them with a murderous aura.

Inside the rcedes, the driver had already been scared stiff by the sudden change, his hands frozen on the steering wheel, pupils contracting violently.

"What do we do? What do we do?" Ji Liyang’s aide clutched the suitcase tightly, glancing around in fear.

A few bodyguards wore grim expressions, realizing they had been caught. The attackers were well-prepared and had clearly been targeting them from the start.

The burly man in the passenger seat tried to stick the gun barrel through the door crack but imdiately heard a "bang" as a bullet left a hole in the car door.

"You better not move!"

A dozen n surrounded the rcedes, each holding a piece of truth in their hands.

The leader approached the rear of the rcedes, reaching for the door handle, but the bodyguard inside had already locked the door.

The leader didn’t hesitate, raising his hand and pressing the muzzle of his gun against the car window.

The bodyguard’s face was extrely grim, struggling for two seconds before ultimately unlocking the door.

There was no choice; this wasn’t an armored vehicle. With so many people surrounding them, in close combat, any one of them could turn them into a sieve with a single magazine.

The leader opened the rear car door, looking straight at Ji Liyang’s aide in the middle, pointing at the suitcase he was holding, making his intentions clear.

"What...what do you want!"

It’s no wonder Ji Liyang trusted him with five million. This guy was indeed loyal, trembling with fear, yet still clutching the suitcase without letting go.

The leader obviously had no patience, gesturing for the bodyguard next to the aide to get out of the car.

The bodyguard was just a hired hand and wouldn’t risk his life for a lost cause. He got out of the car imdiately.

The leader leaned inside the car and struck the aide on the forehead with the butt of his gun, causing him to cry out in pain.

Taking advantage of this, the leader snatched the suitcase from his hands, then pointed his gun at his head, speaking in a low voice, "The code!"

The aide was utterly terrified, trembling as he spoke, "9...9527."

Once the password was known, the leader climbed out of the car, placed the suitcase on the rcedes trunk, and spun the lock open.

After just a brief glance, confirming that the bonds were indeed inside, he closed the suitcase and ordered the others, "Withdraw!"

The group ca quickly and left just as fast, the entire process taking less than five minutes. The vans roared away from the scene.

Once they disappeared to the end of the road, people from the cars that had been blocked behind got out and ran over to check the situation.

Inside the car, the aide trembled as he took out his phone, calling Ji Liyang, stamring as he reported the situation just now.