You were put undercover, and you've risen to become the boss.

He had just stood up, ready to go out, when several bullets flew towards him, startling him so much that he quickly pulled his head back and crouched down.

"what!"

The butcher screamed and fell to the ground, half of his body exposed, making him a sitting duck.

Fuck your mother!

With a curse, the butcher raised his gun and fired two shots haphazardly toward the police. He then braced himself with his hands on the ground, trying to move back to the back of the van.

"Big brother!"

Old Scar and Tang Chao, who were hiding behind the car, raised their guns and fired indiscriminately at the police.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Tang Chao reached out to pull the butcher back.

Before even touching the butcher's hand, a spray of blood appeared on his arm, followed by a burning sensation and numbness.

Tang Chao quickly pulled his hand back, revealing a bloody hole in his arm.

At the same time, another splash of blood splattered on the butcher's shoulder, preventing him from moving back.

"Butcher Bro!"

The butcher instinctively looked at Chen Hui and immediately cried for help.

"Ah Hui, I've been shot! Help me!"

Chen Hui was extremely anxious. If Zuo Min had appeared today, he wouldn't have cared whether the butcher had been shot or not. If he died here, he would have deserved to die. But Zuo Min hadn't been caught yet, and the butcher couldn't die.

After glancing around, he noticed an iron plate at the entrance of the factory shed. He picked up the iron plate and prepared to go and save the butcher.

Suddenly, a hand pressed down on his shoulder, and he looked up, his eyes wide, and said in a deep voice.

"Are you out of your mind? You dare to rush back?"

Chen Hui looked up at him and said anxiously.

"He's been shot! I have to save him!"

"You can't save him. The police offensive is getting more and more intense. Didn't you see them breaking in? He's already injured. Even if you rush over, can you carry him and run? You'll only lose your own life!"

"So we're just going to ignore it?"

Chen Hui stared wide-eyed.

Aung San Suu Kyi's eyes flashed with a cold light as he glanced at the butcher groaning on the ground.

"That's fate! If you choose to become a drug dealer, you have to be prepared for it!"

"Clang clang..."

No sooner had he finished speaking than several more bullets flew in and hit the stone, and the police quickly surrounded the area.

"Big brother!"

Old Scar looked at the butcher groaning on the ground, roared, ignored the flying bullets, and forced his way out from behind the van, grabbing the butcher and preparing to drag him back into the van.

The moment he grabbed the butcher, a spray of blood immediately splattered from his shoulder, and he landed hard on his backside. He instinctively turned around, and two more sprays of blood appeared on his chest and thigh. He lay on the ground, speechless with astonishment.

"Old Scar!!"

Seeing Old Scar fall to the ground, the butcher's eyes immediately turned red, and he let out a sorrowful cry.

"Big brother, let's go!"

Taking advantage of the opening, Tang Chao grabbed the butcher's legs and pulled him back with all his might.

The police broke through quickly, mainly because most of Hua Mang's men had already been shot and were lying on the ground.

After firing all the bullets from his AK, Hua Mang's fierce eyes flashed with a stern light as he charged toward Chen Hui and Aung San's location.

After running a few steps, countless bullets rained down on him. He suddenly bent over, rolled on the ground, and made it to the Jinbei van. The bullets hit the ground, and many ricochets and stray bullets grazed his arm.

Police officers quickly advanced, searching for a suitable angle to fire.

Upon seeing this, Hua Mang stood up without saying a word, grabbed Tang Chao from behind, and pushed him out to block the attack.

At the same time, he hoisted the butcher off the ground onto his shoulder and ran quickly toward Chen Hui and Aung San.

As Tang Chao was pushed away, countless bloodstains splattered on his body, shielding Hua Mang from countless bullets. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Hua Mang, carrying the butcher, leaped and fell to the ground, successfully reaching behind the stone.

The python rolled over and got up from the ground, only suffering from scratches. The butcher, on the other hand, was covered in bloody holes on his back, his eyes wide open, looking like he had died with his eyes open in disbelief.

He thought the python was saving him, but in reality, it was using him as a shield from bullets.

At this point, only five or six of Hua Mang's henchmen remained, engaged in a fierce battle with the police. They had no chance to retreat or leave from behind the rubble; what awaited them was a hail of bullets.

While his underlings were still dealing with the police, Hua Mang got up and immediately rushed into the factory shed.

Chen Hui had witnessed everything Hua Mang had done. A flash of anger crossed his eyes, and he immediately turned and rushed into the factory shed.

Fuck your mother!

Chen Hui entered the factory shed and, without saying a word, kicked Hua Mang fiercely and swiftly.

The python's expression changed drastically. It tried to dodge to the side, but its reaction was too slow, and it was kicked to the ground. Chen Hui immediately rushed over.

This enraged the python, who drew his pistol and was about to attack Chen Hui.

Before he could even aim his gun at Chen Hui, he was kicked away, and Chen Hui's gun was already pressed against his forehead.

"Don't shoot! There's a way out. If you kill me, nobody will escape!"

A cold glint flashed in Chen Hui's eyes as he was about to pull the trigger when a hand suddenly reached out and grabbed his gun. The person was none other than Aung San Suu Kyi.

"Ah Hui, don't shoot!"

"Damn it, use my brother's body to take a bullet for him!"

Chen Hui's eyes widened, and he roared with some emotion.

The python looked at him and quickly said.

"Dude, they're all dead. Even if I hadn't used them as shields, they wouldn't have made it this far!"

"You motherfucker...!"

As Chen Hui was about to make a move, Aung San pulled him away and stared intently at the python.

"Where is the passage?"

Aung San stood up, patted the dust off his belly, and looked at Chen Hui.

"Brother, you're pretty skilled. You're quite ruthless!"

Upon seeing this, Aung San glared at him with a cold look.

"Stop talking nonsense and tell me where the passage is. If we're late, no one will be able to leave. All the losses today are your fault. Did you bring the Tongcheng police here?"

He had just clearly seen that the police car at the gate had a Tongcheng license plate, and Hua Mang had come from Tongcheng.

The python looked frustrated and helpless.

"I fucking have no idea! When I passed through Tongcheng, we were stopped by a checkpoint, and they discovered we were up to something. I had to strike first, of course. I thought I'd shaken them off, but I didn't expect their noses to be so sharp; they actually tracked us all the way here!"

"Stop talking nonsense, where's the passage?"

Inside the factory shed, there were discarded stones, as well as a lot of straw and debris. Hua Mang came to a corner of the shed, cleared away a pile of straw and debris, and suddenly a sewer manhole cover appeared.

"This is the factory's sewer system, which drains water into the river. You can reach the riverbank by going down here, and I've placed a boat there!"

As he spoke, the python moved the manhole cover away.

Chen Hui's eyes flashed with a cold light as he raised the gun in his hand and aimed it at Hua Mang.