The film starts with the Navy SEALs

The corridor was eerily quiet, with only the sound of their breathing and the slight sound of shoes rubbing against the ground. Stonebridge carefully moved towards the door, ready to use his skilled skills to unlock it. When he gently approached the door and reached out to touch it, he found that the door was not locked, but only half-closed.

Stonebridge's heart tightened. He slowly moved closer to the crack in the door and peered inside through the narrow gap. The room was in chaos at the moment, and Love looked particularly miserable. He was being pinched by a man with thick chest hair, and his whole body was pressed against the wall. The man with thick chest hair said viciously: "There is no need to do this. We have found a doctor, bandages and medical supplies. As long as you tell us the buyer's name and what the thing is worth, you will get treatment, and we will keep these things." The man with thick chest hair's eyes revealed greed and eagerness, and the strength in his hands also increased unconsciously.

"Go to hell, you bastards." Although Loew's voice was a little hoarse because of being strangled, you could still hear that he was tough and had no intention of giving in. His eyes were full of anger and determination, as if he was announcing to these people that no matter how much torture he suffered, he would not utter a single word.

"I like people like you the most." A young man with a buzz cut seemed to be very irritable. He rushed over, grabbed Loew, and punched and kicked him, especially at the injured part of his abdomen. Every time he punched, Loew's body trembled violently in pain.

Love's face turned pale as paper in an instant, and beads of cold sweat poured out of his forehead like money. He bit his lips tightly together in pain, almost bleeding.

"I think you will confess sooner or later, why do you want to make yourself suffer?" The young man with a crew cut continued to press the wound on Love's abdomen with his hands. Love screamed in pain like a pig being slaughtered, and the sound echoed in the room, making people shudder.

Shakova heard the screams in the house, but her expression was still very calm. She judged from the other party's conversation that "Zhiba" was in the house. For her, Love's life or death did not matter at all. As long as the key device of "Zhiba" was still there, her basic goal would be achieved.

But Nowen, Long Zhan and others have different ideas. They need Lev to be alive to be valuable. After all, Lev is the only one who knows where Zaev is and has a specific connection with Zaev. If he dies, the clues they have finally found will be interrupted again, and the whole mission will be deadlocked again.

Seeing that Loew was being tortured to death, Norman was extremely worried. If this continued, Loew might really die in there. Norman finally lost his patience and was about to rush in with his men to rescue him.

At this moment, Stonebridge's slightly hurried words came over the communication: "There is a policeman outside. I can hold him back, but the action cannot be too exposed. The quieter the better. This order is more important than Shakova's order." Stonebridge was hiding in a secluded corner at the moment, watching the police's every move closely, with beads of sweat on his forehead due to nervousness.

"Got it, I'll do my best." Novin said helplessly, and added deliberately: "You should have been promoted to captain a long time ago." After saying that, she glanced at Shakova next to her with a hint of meaning.

"Get ready, we can't delay any longer." Long Zhan saw that the voices inside were getting more and more strange, and if he delayed any longer, something bad might happen. He quickly came to the door, squatted slightly, and was ready to fight at any time, and counted down quietly and steadily: "Three, two, one." Each number was like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's heart.

As the last number was counted down, Long Zhan was like a black lightning, he opened the door first and rushed in at a very fast speed. His original idea was to take advantage of the speed advantage while everyone in the house was in the bedroom, rush in to occupy the living room, and then control everyone, try to solve the accident without firing a shot, and avoid causing a bigger commotion.

But something went wrong. Long Zhan pushed open the door and rushed into the living room like a gust of wind. Just then, a man came out of the bedroom with a pistol tightly in his hand, posing a fatal threat to Long Zhan.

The two sides met each other in an instant, and their eyes suddenly changed. The other group of people came to rob things, and they were always very vigilant. Seeing the burly Long Zhan suddenly break in, they instinctively thought that Long Zhan was Loew's helper. Under extreme tension, their first reaction was to raise their pistols like a conditioned reflex, wanting to take the initiative and kill Long Zhan.

Long Zhan originally wanted to get the other party to put down their guns first. As long as they didn't have a conflict with him, he didn't want to make things worse, and it was not impossible for him to let them go. But the other party raised his gun without saying a word, and the situation instantly became extremely critical.

If Long Zhan wanted to protect himself, he had to be faster than the other party. At this critical moment, Long Zhan's eyes instantly became as sharp as an eagle, and he drew his gun without hesitation.

"Bang~" A crisp gunshot suddenly rang out in the room, the sound echoed in the small space, making everyone's ears buzz. Long Zhan's reaction speed was so fast that it was not comparable to that of a street thug. His shooting was so accurate that he could kill people in a few streets in a second. The thug had just raised his gun halfway when a bullet shot through his head with lightning precision. The thug's body fell backwards like a puppet with its strings cut, and fell heavily to the ground with a "bang", splashing a small piece of dust.

It was this gunshot that lit the fuse of a barrel of explosives, and the whole room was in chaos in an instant. When the other people in the room heard the gunshot, they were stunned at first, and then fell into extreme panic. Some people began to look for cover, while others hurriedly took out their pistols and shot blindly in the direction of Long Zhan. Bullets flew through the room like raindrops, shattering the glass on the window, and glass fragments flew everywhere. Taking advantage of the chaos, Love slid down the wall with difficulty and hid behind a shabby table, gasping for breath, with fear in his eyes and a hint of expectation for rescue.

Novin and the others heard the gunshots, knew the situation had changed, and quickly rushed into the room. Novin hid sideways behind the door frame, observing the situation inside the house, and shouted loudly: "Don't move, put down your weapons!" Her voice was firm and powerful, trying to calm the situation. Shakova flexibly shuttled between the furniture, looking for traces of "dominance", and did not seem to care about the chaos around her. Sergei and other team members also sought cover and formed a standoff with the gangsters in the house. For a time, the room was filled with a tense atmosphere, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder and blood. Everyone was nervous, not knowing what would happen in the next second. This arrest operation, which was originally planned to be carried out quietly, became more complicated and dangerous because of this sudden change...

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Under the seemingly ordinary but undercurrent apartment building, the afternoon sun lazily sprinkled on the street, but this moment of tranquility was instantly broken by the sudden sound of gunfire in the building. The policeman downstairs was originally vigilantly observing the movement of the building. The sudden sound of gunfire was like a heavy hammer, making his face instantly become serious and cold. His hand quickly reached to his waist like lightning, and he skillfully and decisively took out his gun. His eyes revealed the unique vigilance and determination of a policeman. He took steady steps and began to walk steadily towards the intersection of the building. Every step was taken firmly and powerfully, and the subtle sound of the soles of his shoes rubbing against the ground seemed particularly clear in this suddenly tense atmosphere, as if it was a wake-up call from fate.

"Clap clap clap..."

"Da da da da da..."

Inside the apartment, the sound of gunfire had intertwined into a dense storm, and the two sides were caught in a fierce and almost crazy exchange of fire. The endless gunfire, like a raging storm, instantly engulfed the entire room in an atmosphere of terror and chaos. The bullets were like a whistling wind, mercilessly leaving hideous bullet holes on the wall, and the dust raised filled the air, causing the visibility in the room to drop sharply, as if it were a battlefield filled with gunpowder smoke.

"Tell me quickly, who is the buyer, and where are you doing the transaction?" The hairy-chested man's eyes were red at this time, like a mad beast, full of greed and eagerness. He stretched out his strong arms, grabbed Lev's collar fiercely, lifted Lev up, and shouted at the top of his lungs for the answer he had been dreaming of. At this moment, in the eyes of the hairy-chested man who were blinded by desire, Lev was the key that could open the door to wealth. He knew in his heart that only by prying the buyer's information from Lev's mouth could they find the buyer with the mysterious black box they had robbed, and then sell it at a high price that would allow them to live a life of ease and comfort for several lifetimes. After all, this group of people were driven by the temptation of money from the beginning. For the sake of the tempting huge wealth, they had already lost their minds and became desperate.

"This thing is worth millions, but you can't get a penny, because as long as I die, you can't sell it at all." Loew's situation at the moment is precarious, like a trapped beast in an iron cage, isolated and helpless. But he knows in his heart that if he lets go, he will be dead. So, he endured the pain that came like a tide, his eyes revealed a trace of determination and tenacity, stared at the hairy man, and spoke in a slightly hoarse but firm voice. Every word seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and at the same time, he was also announcing to the hairy man his determination not to give in.

Outside the apartment, the fierce attack continued to escalate. The sharp whistling of bullets, the panicked shouts of people, and the sound of objects being hit and shattered, intertwined together, as if playing a symphony full of death and despair. The hairy man knew that they didn't have much time left. Every second that passed was like a sharp blade, piercing his greedy and nervous nerves. His inner eagerness was like a blazing fire, becoming more and more vigorous. The blue veins on his forehead were bulging because of extreme anxiety, like twisted earthworms. However, no matter how the hairy man threatened and lured, Loew was like a silent statue, biting his mouth tightly and refusing to let go. The hairy man and his friends knew nothing about the buyer's information, but they couldn't just abandon Loew so easily. After all, Loew was the key to their wealth. In desperation, the hairy man could only anxiously shout to the driver who brought them here: "Let's take him away."

"He can't move like this, we can't take him away." The driver saw the serious situation very clearly. Love was so weak that even standing up was a luxury. His body limply collapsed on the ground, and they couldn't take him away easily. As the driver spoke, he anxiously took out the black box and quickly stuffed it into the hairy man's hands, while anxiously urging him: "Take this, we'll leave quickly."

"Wait." The hairy man was unwilling to miss out on the millions of dollars that he might have. The huge amount of money was like a huge whirlpool, tightly attracting him and making him unable to extricate himself. Seeing that he could not pry open Love's mouth, he had to find another way. He quickly leaned down and searched Love frantically like a hungry hound. His movements were flustered and eager, and every movement was filled with a desire for wealth.

Soon, he found a cell phone in Love's pocket, and he couldn't wait to open the phone and began to search frantically. The hairy man was sure that since Love came to this mysterious transaction, his phone was likely to contain the buyer's phone number or other important information. As long as he found these key clues, he could find the buyer, and then successfully sell the black box, realizing his dream of becoming rich overnight and earning millions of dollars that would change their fate.

At this time, the driver turned to the other gangsters he brought with him, his eyes flashing with cunning, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Brothers, listen to me! Only by covering our escape can everyone get the money. As long as this deal is done, everyone can get at least 100,000! Think about it, 100,000! That is a sum you never dared to think of before, enough for you to live a good life!"

Hearing that they could get 100,000 yuan for this job, the gangsters' eyes instantly widened, and their eyes flashed with greed, as if a group of hungry wolves saw fat prey. This is a huge sum of money that can be eaten by greed. For those of them who have been struggling to survive at the bottom of society for a long time, it is simply a great opportunity to change their fate. In order to get this 100,000 yuan, the gangsters seemed to be bewitched by the devil, and they made up their minds and went all out, their eyes full of madness and determination. (End of this chapter)