Chapter 423

Seeing this, Song Song Meina didn't hesitate to aim her gun and pull the trigger.

Bang!

The sound of a gunshot rang out.

Because that thug was focused on picking the lock, he was practically no different from a stationary target, and Song Song Meina blew his head off with one shot.

The other thugs were startled by their companion's death and scrambled to hide behind the walls, fearing more bullets would come their way.

Song Song Meina gained a moment of breathing room, but she knew very well that this was only temporary; when those people attacked again, she would have to fight for her life.

Song Song Meina took a deep breath to calm the fear in her heart, then picked up her phone and sent a text message to Section Chief Jiang, informing him of her situation so he could prepare early.

After doing this, Song Song Meina raised her revolver again, aiming at the doorway; no matter who appeared, she would fire without hesitation.

Abandoned auto repair shop.

Section Chief Jiang was leaning comfortably in his chair, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, holding a fishing rod in his hand, fishing while pondering his follow-up plans.

"After controlling the Goldmoon Group, perhaps I can..."

Just as Section Chief Jiang was thinking, his phone's notification sound suddenly rang, interrupting his train of thought.

"Shit!"

Section Chief Jiang cursed, then impatiently took out his phone, wanting to see which bastard dared to disturb him.

But when Section Chief Jiang saw the content of the text message Song Song Meina had sent him, his expression changed instantly.

"Bad!"

Section Chief Jiang immediately realized the danger; since Song Song Meina's location had been exposed, it was very likely the same for his side.

Thinking of this, Section Chief Jiang hurriedly stood up, wanting to leave the auto repair shop.

But before Section Chief Jiang could take a step, he saw the iron gate not far away being pushed open, and immediately after, more than twenty masked thugs walked in, holding various weapons in their hands.

"¨｀ Looks like I'm too late..."

Seeing these people, a look of helplessness appeared on Section Chief Jiang's face; the enemy had arrived much faster than he had imagined.

"Any bastard who isn't afraid of death, come on over!"

Section Chief Jiang knew he was likely doomed, but he wasn't afraid; he drew his revolver directly and aimed it at the group of masked thugs.

But like Song Song Meina, Section Chief Jiang carrying a gun was merely a habit; he had never felt there would be a real need to use it, so he hadn't brought spare ammunition at all.

Bang!

After the gunshot, a slaughter broke out in the auto repair shop immediately.

At the same time.

Director Gao was sitting in a high-end business car.

"Director, where to?"

The bodyguard and driver asked.

"Home."

Director Gao rubbed his brow and leaned back in the rear seat, saying; for some time now, in order to formulate the plan to deal with the Goldmoon Group, Director Gao had been pulling all-nighters at the police station for a week.

However, it was all worth it; Director Gao had already learned from Section Chief Jiang that Li Zicheng would execute the plan.

Once the plan was completed, the Goldmoon Group would be under his control.

Whether it was political achievements or anything else, everything would be within his grasp.

Thinking of this, a smile couldn't help but appear on Director Gao's face.

Screech!

But just at this moment, the driver suddenly slammed on the brakes.

Caught off guard, Director Gao slammed heavily into the front seat.

"You dog! Do you want to die! How are you driving!"

Director Gao clutched his head, furious, and slapped the driver on the head.

"Director, the road ahead is blocked."

The driver pointed to a spot not far ahead and said aggrievedly.

Director Gao followed the driver's finger and saw that on the road not far away, a heavy truck was lying across it, completely blocking the way.

"Damn dog, what are you doing blocking the way here? Do you want to die?"

Director Gao cursed: "Drive over there and make that guy move his truck."

"Yes."

The driver nodded, drove the car in front of the truck, and then pressed the horn.

"Beep—"

A harsh horn sound rang out immediately.

But no matter how much the driver honked, the truck didn't budge.

"Damn dog, you've lived long enough!"

Director Gao was already in a bad mood, and seeing this, he couldn't hold back anymore; he opened the car door directly and walked toward the truck, furious. He was prepared to give the truck driver a good beating to vent the anger in his heart.

"Hey! How are you driving! Do you know who I am..."

Director Gao shouted as he walked.

But what Director Gao didn't expect was that what awaited him wasn't the truck driver, but a group of masked thugs holding knives.

The thugs rushed out from the other side of the truck, and before Director Gao could react, one of them kicked him to the ground.

"Director!"

The driver instinctively reached for his gun.

But unfortunately, his speed was too slow, and he shouted loudly, as if specifically to warn those thugs.

The next moment, more than ten sharp knives flew over; except for a few that were off-target, all the other knives stabbed into the driver's body.

The driver let out a scream and fell to the ground.

A masked thug ran over quickly, first kicked away the driver's service weapon, then stabbed a knife into the latter's heart, twisted it, and pulled it out.

After this stab, the driver was dead as dead could be.

"Who exactly are you people..."

Seeing the driver killed, Director Gao was stunned in place.

"Cut the crap."

A thug who looked like a small leader kicked Director Gao in the stomach, causing the latter's body to arch like a shrimp as he began to vomit repeatedly.