The film starts with the Navy SEALs

While the fierce exchange of fire was going on at the bus station, Heim was quietly leading Topa into the villa. The villa was filled with a luxurious and tranquil atmosphere. The ancient oil paintings on the walls exuded a mysterious and elegant charm under the soft light. The marble floor under their feet was shiny, reflecting the figures of the two people. However, at this moment, a storm was quietly brewing under this calm atmosphere.

"What's the result, Mr. Heim?" Topar couldn't hold back his inner anxiety and was the first to break the silence. His eyes were full of anxiety, and he was only thinking about the "dominance" that he had worked so hard to get. He couldn't wait to know whether Heim had found a suitable buyer for it so that he could get the coveted money as soon as possible.

"Russian cell phones are very useful. I need to get the password for the buyer to inspect the goods." Heim said as he walked to the wine cabinet. He stretched out his slender fingers and gently stroked a row of red wine bottles, and finally picked out a bottle of old red wine. He pulled out the cork gracefully and slowly poured the deep red liquid into the goblet. His posture seemed to be in control of everything, and there was no ripples in his expression.

"I'll give the password to the other party in person. We need to discuss the price first." Topa knew the dangers of this business, and the plot of black-eating-black was common, so he held on to the password tightly. He narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing vigilance and stubbornness, and his body unconsciously tensed up, as if he was ready to deal with any possible changes at any time.

"We won't play that game." Heim's patience had run out. He turned his head slightly and winked at the burly subordinate standing beside him. That look was like a cold command, instantly conveying an irresistible message.

The subordinate who received the order attacked Toppa from behind like a cheetah ready to attack. He raised his strong arms high and punched Toppa with a powerful kidney punch. The punch contained amazing power and hit Toppa's waist firmly. Toppa felt a piercing pain from his waist, as if a sharp blade pierced his body, and he was out of breath on the spot. His body was like his muscles and bones were pulled out, and he lost control in an instant. His legs softened and he knelt down with a "thump".

However, the subordinate did not stop there. He then stretched out his arms like iron clamps, locked Topa's neck from behind, and firmly controlled him. Then, several heavy punches fell on Topa like raindrops, each punch was full of force, and Topa's mouth was bleeding, dripping down his chin, staining the smooth ground with dark red blood.

"Topa, whether you believe it or not, you will give me the password sooner or later. You have to believe in my methods." Heim picked up the red wine glass and shook it gently. The deep red liquid swirled in the glass, just like his proud mood of controlling everything at the moment. He raised his head slightly and took a sip of red wine. His eyes revealed an unquestionable toughness and confidence.

"The password is in my phone. You asked me to take it out." Topa's face was filled with pain. Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, mixed with the blood at the corners of his mouth, making his face look particularly miserable. Under the coercion of violence, he could only choose to compromise helplessly, and with a trembling voice, he begged Heim.

"Let him take it." Heim was full of confidence, convinced that everything was under his control. He nodded slightly and gave his men a look that seemed to declare that the victory of this game already belonged to him.

The subordinate released Topa's right hand, and Topa struggled to reach into his trouser pocket and fumbled for his cell phone. Under the close supervision of his subordinate, he began to operate the cell phone. At this time, Topa's fingers trembled slightly, and the veins on his forehead bulged due to nervousness.

Heim, who was originally at ease, keenly noticed that there was something strange about Topa's rapid tapping of the phone with two fingers. His eyes instantly became as sharp as an eagle, and a trace of vigilance surged in his heart.

"What are you doing?" Heim became alert and suddenly put down the red wine glass in his hand. The glass hit the table and made a crisp sound. He took a big step and rushed to Topa in two steps and snatched the phone from Topa.

When he saw the content displayed on the phone, his confident expression froze instantly, and his face became extremely ugly, as if he had been struck by a thunderbolt. His eyes were full of shock and anger, and his lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something but was speechless.

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At the same time, at the party venue outside the villa, Novin and Chetri, who had completed their mission, looked calm and reappeared in front of everyone with steady steps. They successfully reunited with Colonel Coltrane and Shakova. Shakova was tall, and the sling evening dress perfectly outlined her figure. Her delicate facial features were like a carefully crafted work of art, and her long golden hair fell on her shoulders like a waterfall, exuding charming charm. Both her appearance and temperament were top-notch.

"Who is your beautiful new friend?" Nowen deliberately asked Colonel Coltrane in a teasing manner, with a sly gleam in her eyes and a slight smile on her lips. She asked knowingly just to see Colonel Coltrane's reaction.

Colonel Coltrane suddenly felt embarrassed and forced a smile on his face, trying to hide his inner discomfort. Recalling the brief and ambiguous scene between him and Shakova at the door of the basement, his ears turned red, and he didn't know how to respond to Nowen's teasing. He coughed lightly and was about to change the subject.

Suddenly, "Da da da da da..." A burst of dense and harsh submachine gun fire was like a heavy hammer, breaking the originally relatively calm atmosphere without warning, and echoing in the huge and luxurious party venue.

Everyone looked over and saw a group of Heim's men appearing on the platform in front of the party venue. One of them was a man in white holding a submachine gun, standing on the platform, shooting wildly at the sky. His eyes revealed a kind of madness and arrogance, and his unscrupulous look seemed to be a provocation to everyone present.

Under such intense and intensive gunfire, the entire gathering venue instantly fell into chaos, as if a heavy bomb was thrown into the calm lake, instantly setting off a storm. Hundreds of celebrities who were originally dressed elegantly and luxuriously no longer had the calmness of the past. Their faces were full of fear, screaming and shouting one after another, and they fled around like headless flies. The ladies' gorgeous skirts were trampled into a mess by the panicked footsteps, and the men also lost their former gentlemanly demeanor and desperately looked for an escape route. The scene was in chaos, with people's cries, footsteps, and the collision of objects intertwined, as if playing a piece of desperate music.

Even Colonel Coltrane and his four companions were frightened by the sudden gunshot. Instinctively, they quickly became alert, scanning the surroundings like lightning, looking for shelters to hide in. Unfortunately, it was too late. Heim's men rushed down and quickly blocked all the passages like hungry wolves, forming an airtight encirclement. They held guns and fierce eyes, threatening everyone present fiercely. No one was allowed to leave here. Anyone who dared to take a step would be greeted by ruthless bullets and blow his head off.

Some of the celebrities brought their bodyguards and tried to force their way out by force. However, they had just pulled out their guns and before they could react, they were shot by Heim's men. Blood splattered on the gorgeous ground, forming a sharp and cruel contrast with the luxurious decorations around. Those once noble lives disappeared like fragile ants in this moment, leaving only screams and the crying of relatives and friends.

In less than half a minute, the entire venue was completely controlled by Heim's men. Everyone was like lambs to be slaughtered, firmly controlled by them and unable to move.

The man in white, who was firing indiscriminately with a submachine gun, became even more complacent when he saw that the entire venue had been successfully controlled. He stood on the stage, waving the submachine gun with both hands, and shouted arrogantly: "Who else wants to be a hero?" The voice was like the roar of a devil, echoing in the venue, full of provocation and arrogance, making everyone present feel deeply afraid.

Colonel Kechuan, Shakova, Novin and Chetri, they came here in disguise and were not in a good condition to fight. Moreover, Heim's men were numerous and had an absolute advantage. They had no room to resist and could only blend in with the crowd temporarily and wait for the opportunity. Their eyes revealed a hint of helplessness and vigilance, their bodies were slightly tense, and they were always paying attention to the movements around them.

Just when Colonel Coltrane and the other four were full of curiosity and wondering what Heim was up to, something they could not have imagined happened.

The owner of the villa, Heim, was forcibly pushed out. He was once so high and mighty, but now he was a captive, looking quite embarrassed. His hair was in disarray, with a few strands of hair hanging weakly on his forehead, and his clothes were wrinkled, as if he had experienced a fierce struggle. There was a trace of fear and helplessness on his face, and a trace of despair in his eyes, as if he had lost his former majesty.

"How is this going?"

"What do we do now?"

At almost the same time, Novin and Chetri cast their eyes towards the boss, Colonel Coltrane, with doubts and questions in their eyes. Their voices trembled slightly due to nervousness, expecting Colonel Coltrane to give them a solution.

"Let's not intervene. Stay calm." Colonel Coltrane looked calm. Although he was also full of doubts and worries, he knew that in such a complex and dangerous situation, staying calm was the most important thing. Only by staying calm could they find a glimmer of hope in the chaos. Rash actions would only make the situation worse. He frowned slightly and looked at Novin and Chetri firmly, trying to make them feel his calmness and determination.

"What if they kill innocent people?" Nowen asked anxiously again, with a trace of worry in her eyes. Looking at the panicked crowd around her, she was worried that an irreversible tragedy would occur. She bit her lips tightly, clenched her hands unconsciously, and her body trembled slightly, showing her inner uneasiness.

Colonel Kechuan did not answer Norman directly, but frowned slightly and looked at Norman, and the two stopped talking. They both understood that they could only wait for the next main character to come on stage to figure out what happened. Rash actions would only make the situation worse. Colonel Kechuan's eyes revealed a trace of thinking. He silently weighed the pros and cons in his heart and thought about how to deal with it.

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At the same time, in the bus station, Long Zhan's three people worked together, thinking that with their tacit understanding and ability, they could easily deal with the three people on Mach's side. However, reality gave them a heavy blow, and the development of things far exceeded their expectations.

Although only Mach and Zaev came, there was not only one person to meet them, but many of their subordinates were lying in ambush nearby. As soon as the gunfight broke out, the subordinates who had been lying in ambush nearby heard the gunshots and rushed over from all directions like soldiers hearing the assembly call. They rushed to the battlefield like a tide, each holding a weapon in their hands, with fierceness and fanaticism in their eyes.

More than a dozen gunmen attacked together, the firepower was extremely fierce, and bullets rained down on Long Zhan and others. Long Zhan and others were really difficult to suppress in a short time. After all, even if they were facing a dozen pigs without any ability to resist, it would take some time to deal with them, not to mention these well-trained and armed enemies. They could only use the surrounding vehicles and bunkers to barely avoid the dense bullets and look for opportunities to counterattack.

Another car was speeding over from the other side. While the two sides were exchanging fire in a chaotic situation, Mach and Zaev seized the opportunity and ran towards the car secretly. They crouched down and nimbly shuttled through the hail of bullets like two cunning foxes.

When Zaev got on the car, he took out two grenades from his waist and threw them out without hesitation. There was a ruthless look in his eyes, and he threw the grenades neatly. The two grenades landed in a very tricky place, right under the two police cars. It was obvious that Zaev was a veteran in terrorist attacks, and he knew that throwing grenades in this way would have the greatest power and would cause much more damage than throwing them directly at the crowd.

"Grenade, be careful." Long Zhan had sharp eyes and was the first to spot the two grenades that were about to explode. His voice was as loud as a bell. While he warned everyone loudly, he quickly ran behind the wall, as fast as a gust of wind. His figure shuttled through the hail of bullets, and every step was full of danger, but he had only one thought in his mind, which was to get his teammates out of danger as soon as possible. (End of this chapter)