"There's no time to explain." Hansen's voice sounded a little breathless on the phone. There was background noise around him, suggesting he was on the street and using a public phone.
He spoke as quickly as possible, saying in one breath: "The sniper saw what happened during the ambush that day. I kept an eye on him, and we exchanged fire twice during the chase. Neither of us could kill the other, but he couldn't escape because I kept him occupied... However, something unexpected happened during our gunfight on the road. Our gunfight attracted the police, and just now, a group of police arrived. I broke that guy's leg, and he couldn't run away. He was caught by the police, while I escaped... So, you'd better take care of him before he's taken to the police station and says anything he shouldn't!!"
Part Two: The Road to Success, Chapter Fifty-Two: She's Here
On the night of June 9th, many pedestrians on X Street witnessed a thrilling scene they would never forget! It seemed as if someone had transplanted the explosive and exciting scenes from a Hollywood blockbuster into reality…
The quiet street was shattered by the roar of a car horn... Then a huge container truck, whistling through the wind, sped off at full speed, its distinctive horn echoing down the street from its massive steel cab, before crashing head-on into...
The gate of the police station on the street!
The glass doors, originally about three or four meters wide, were shattered instantly! The container truck crashed into the police station like a tank! The excessive height of the truck's cab shattered the ceiling near the entrance on the first floor. The impact sent shards of glass flying everywhere like a shower of flowers, along with the collapsed walls and chunks of concrete and stone flying in all directions…
For a fleeting moment, most of the scattered pedestrians were stunned! It took nearly ten seconds before someone finally let out the first gasp!
Then, amidst the noise and screams... a barrage of gunfire erupted from the police station!
As people ran and ran for cover, and some even dialed 911, it suddenly dawned on them: the police station was under attack! What good would calling the police do at this point?
And then, suddenly, as if from a nightmare, amidst screams and cries of terror, the entire street was plunged into darkness!
The streetlights, the buildings on both sides, the neon lights, all the electrical appliances in the room… everything went out!
Darkness is the most terrifying thing! Especially after gunfire and explosions all around. The sudden, deathly darkness... filled countless people on the street with panic!
In the darkness, people ran in all directions, knocking over countless people and trampling off countless shoes...
About ten minutes later, a thunderous explosion suddenly rang out in the police station!
This explosion was different from the explosion of a bomb; there was only sound, but no flames!
But then, several windows on the second floor of the police station were simultaneously flung open, and thick, grayish-blue smoke billowed out, carrying a pungent odor! At the same time, many police officers were seen huddled at the windows like dead dogs, coughing frantically, shouting and cursing as they coughed…
Anyone with a modicum of knowledge would immediately realize that it wasn't a bomb explosion, but rather a weapon similar to tear gas detonating inside the police station...
It was about twenty minutes later that the sound of police sirens blared through the streets; backup had been sent from police stations in other districts…
Then, under the watchful eyes of countless people, the police station extinguished the flames and quelled the riot. Only the enormous container truck, half-embedded inside the police station's first floor, remained at the entrance…
The media went wild again! This was the second attack on a police station since the previous police station bombing!
Despite the police's attempt to suppress the news, the resourceful media still managed to dig up some information from countless channels! As a result, the next morning, almost all news media outlets were reporting on the matter extensively!
"Last night, the C District Police Station was attacked by terrorists again! Witnesses reported that a container truck weighing approximately 15 tons crashed into the police station. Subsequently, according to witnesses at the scene, gunshots and explosions were heard for several minutes... A pedestrian at the scene took a series of images, suggesting that the attackers may have detonated some kind of tear gas-like weapon inside the police station..." As the news anchor's voice rapidly rang out, the television screen switched, revealing a series of blurry images with very low resolution, clearly captured hastily with a mobile phone or other device.
In the footage, windows on the upper floor of the police station are pushed open, thick smoke billows out, and some uniformed police officers are seen coughing and cursing awkwardly at the windows...
"We have reason to believe this was a premeditated provocation and attack against the police. While the police station was being attacked head-on, someone simultaneously attacked the nearby power grid, causing a blackout on the entire street for twenty minutes. This action effectively covered up their attack on the police station." The news anchor said quickly and expressionlessly, "Because according to reliable sources, six police officers were injured in last night's attack, and about one hundred criminal suspects in custody took the opportunity to escape from the police station! Fortunately, there have been no reports of deaths so far... CNN reporter, Naliaf Gordon, reporting live."
This is the content of the news program broadcast at approximately 8:00 AM.
However, less than fifteen minutes later, the news program, which should have ended long ago, suddenly flashed its opening sequence back on the television!
Just as countless viewers in front of their televisions were surprised, wondering if the television station had made a mistake, the news anchor on the TV program said to the camera in a slightly excited tone: "Regarding the attack on the police station last night, we have just suddenly received a very important lead..."
As the scene flashed by... Xiao Ruan's expressionless face reappeared!
This time, Mr. Nguyen, the third-in-command of the Vietnamese gang, once again bravely took responsibility for the attack on the police in a slightly hoarse and serious tone before the camera...
"On behalf of the Vietnamese XXX Gang, I declare that we take responsibility for this incident! We also declare that no matter how many of our brothers the police arrest, our fighters have the ability to rescue them!"
This is a blatant provocation against the police!
Then, unlike usual... almost all the morning newspapers had to print extra supplements! And where there weren't any supplements, they simply rolled up the printed newspapers and reprinted them!
The result was that almost all morning newspapers missed their distribution time! This meant that most office workers who were used to bringing a newspaper to work in the morning had nothing to read...
But a little later, these newspapers, bearing huge, sensational headlines about a second attack on police by "Vietnamese" people, were distributed and immediately caused a huge uproar!
This time, without a doubt, everyone understood in their hearts: this summer in Vancouver will be an unforgettable one!
He casually tossed a newspaper with a huge headline, "Vietnamese Provoke Police, Night Raid on Police Station..." into the trash can. It was a slender, fair, and delicate hand, the knuckles like freshly peeled scallions. The fingers were slender and delicate... Looking further up, on the smooth wrist, wore a Cartier ladies' watch. This watch, worth at least thirty or forty thousand US dollars, exuded an air of elegance amidst its luxury.
Without a doubt, this was a woman, a very young woman. Her graceful figure, her slender waist swaying gently in the breeze like a willow branch… such charm undoubtedly attracted the attention of passersby, especially the men.
From behind, she was undeniably an incredibly alluring woman. A captivating figure. A near-perfect upper body, a slender waist, and a pert, rounded bottom... Of course, her new Chanel summer outfit perfectly accentuated her charm, especially the hem of the Chanel skirt, which just above her knees... Her legs beneath the skirt were undoubtedly top-notch, more than enough for a stockings advertisement! Straight, white, and perfectly curved calves. Below, she wore strappy, high-heeled sandals... which clicked crisply on the smooth airport floor.
She's undeniably a sexy and glamorous hottie!
She carried a small suitcase with one hand, took a couple of steps, and then suddenly turned around...
The numerous men who had been secretly admiring her alluring back finally saw her face clearly, and couldn't help but reveal expressions of infatuation...
With her slightly upturned eyebrows and a pair of captivating eyes... God had given her an extremely alluring pair of eyes! With such eyes, she already possessed the ability to steal a man's soul in the blink of an eye.
A straight nose, full, sensual lips, a faint smile playing at the corners of her mouth, and a few pearly white teeth peeking out from between her lips...
Such sexy and alluring lips... I wonder what it would feel like to kiss them...
Finally, the woman spoke, calling out loudly to those behind her, "Yan Di, hurry up!"
With her call, a white figure seemed to float up behind her.
Once again, and undoubtedly, many of the men around her let out a soft sigh of amazement.
If this sexy babe is a blooming rose, then the girl in white behind her is undoubtedly a pure and charming lily.
Straight black hair, a pure face without any blemishes or makeup, near-perfect features, a pair of eyes full of tenderness, and a simple white dress...
More importantly, this girl, who looked almost pristine, seemed to have a hint of hesitation and a hidden fear on her face. Her bright eyes kept scanning her surroundings as she walked, like a newborn antelope...
A girl like this, with such a beautiful face, such an expression and such eyes... would undoubtedly arouse a man's sense of conquest and possessiveness!
Yan Di walked over, pursed her lips slightly, and whispered, "Qiao Qiao... Shall we go see him now?"
Part Two: The Road to Success, Chapter Fifty-Three: There's a Way
"Of course!" Miss Qiao rolled her eyes at Yan Di, then gently put her arm around her shoulder and laughed in an exaggerated tone, "Good Yan Di, now that things are at their most urgent, are you scared? Back home, who was it that missed me so much that their heart ached? Besides... cough cough..."
Qiaoqiao's eyes darted around, and she whispered in Yan Di's ear, "That little rascal Xiao Wu has such a lucky streak with women! Look, last time we went to Vietnam, we brought back two sisters, one big and one small... Let me tell you, there's a flirtatious princess in Canada too! You silly girl, you think about him day and night at home. If he comes back with one woman on each side, you'll be crying then!"
Yan Di didn't show much emotion upon hearing this; instead, her gaze grew even more indifferent. She smiled gently and said slowly, "If Brother Wu really has forgotten that I've fallen for someone else, that's fine. I just need to know my own feelings. These things, if someone's heart is truly set on changing, you can't prevent it no matter how much you guard against it." As she said this, a hint of melancholy appeared in her eyes, and she sighed softly, saying in a low voice, "Qiao Qiao... I'm just a very simple girl. I have no family background, and I know that very well. I only met Brother Wu because of a fortunate timing. But as long as he still has me in his heart, I will naturally be happy. If he doesn't like me anymore in the future, even if I stay by his side every day, it will be useless."
Looking at Yan Diping's calm expression, Qiao Qiao frowned slightly, sighed, and said, "But Xiao Wu hasn't contacted you since he came to Canada. Don't you really resent him at all?"
“Of course I’ve resented it,” Yan Di said calmly. “But the hatred is gone.” Her expression was very calm, as if she were stating the simplest of things: “I’ve understood since I was little that this world is a man’s world. Men often can’t have women around when they’re doing things. There’s a reason why Brother Wu hasn’t contacted me. He’s doing important things here, and it might be inconvenient for him to always have a woman with him.”
Qiao Qiao stared at Yan Di for a few moments before sighing, "My God, Yan Di... you're such a submissive person... If feminists saw a girl like you, they would definitely call you a disgrace to women. But most men seem to like girls like you the most."
The two walked and talked until they reached the outside of the airport. Qiaoqiao hailed a taxi. After getting in, Qiaoqiao naturally gave the driver the address of the repair shop.
The driver, a Black man, saw two strikingly different beautiful women get into the car. They seemed excited and chattered incessantly the whole way. Yan Di's English wasn't very good to begin with; she and A Mei had both studied nursing, so they hadn't had many opportunities to practice. Therefore, she fell silent as soon as she got in the car. The driver peeked at her in the rearview mirror, but Yan Di wasn't bothered. After all, a beautiful woman like her was used to being stared at like that even walking down the street.
On the plane, Qiaoqiao looked at a newspaper and casually asked about the recent events in Vancouver.
In any city, taxi drivers are among the most well-informed groups. These people navigate the streets and alleys, interacting with all sorts of people, and naturally, all sorts of rumors and gossip abound.
Jojo was initially only concerned about the situation at the repair shop. Seeing the newspaper articles vehemently criticizing the Vietnamese, she casually asked about it. The black driver, true to his nature, rattled off a string of information, some true, some false, mostly gossip and rumors. Some of it was even pure fabrication.
In short, it all boils down to how the Vietnamese are this and that... What's even more outrageous is that they've linked the Vietnamese to Al-Qaeda.
Qiaoqiao listened for a while, but seeing that he couldn't say anything more about the Big Circle, she lost interest. From this perspective, the Big Circle was very well hidden.
After all, with Nguyen Siu in control, they can easily create a false accusation and make the Vietnamese take the blame.
However, the driver kept driving around in circles, making a fortune through dishonest means, while also secretly gloating over the two beautiful women in the back seat through the rearview mirror.
While Qiaoqiao and Yandi were being taken on a detour by the unscrupulous driver, I had no idea that Qiaoqiao had actually dared to bring Yandi to Vancouver!
Behind the repair shop, I arranged two separate rooms. These were originally used to store firearms and guns, but I later cleared out two rooms specifically for use as secret rooms.
There's only one main entrance and exit, so it's extremely safe! I had Hammer and a few men guard the entrance. I, along with Ciro and Hansen, had a private talk inside.
The story begins a couple of days ago...
The news Hansen reported made me quite nervous for a while. And things were indeed as I had guessed. Hansen was someone Yang Wei left behind to secretly help me before she left.
Yang Wei is a smart woman. She understands that if she were to ask Hansen to stay with me openly, I would definitely refuse. Besides, I don't lack people around me; there are plenty of capable and hardworking people in the big circle. Hansen, a "new face" in Vancouver, can only be most effective if he exists in the shadows.
Therefore, Yang Wei's order to Hansen was: protect him secretly and act according to the circumstances.
Needless to say, I orchestrated the incident where the container truck crashed into the police station!
We stole a car from a container yard. Hansen, true to his special operations background, managed to install a simple remote control device on the vehicle. This device was extremely basic; it was absolutely impossible to use it to remotely control a car for long distances!
However, if it's just within a few dozen meters, simple controls like turning and going straight are still achievable!
As a result, a driverless truck crashed head-on into the police station gate, causing a huge riot!
As for me, Hansen, and Siro, we split into three groups!
The entire operation... I didn't gather anyone else, just the three of us! Because this matter is too sensitive! We need to find that sniper; he knows our biggest secret! How could I possibly ask Stone's group of paratroopers for help? Or ask the people at the repair shop for help? If we accidentally leak this information during the rescue, then everything would be over!
The three of us were assigned to sabotage the nearby power supply system. Hansen and I, on the other hand, would sneak into the police station amidst the chaos! Hansen, a former special operations force member, was no match for us in a police station. We both entered masked, especially Hansen, who was Black. To conceal this, I had him completely covered in clothing—gloves, a hood…not a single inch of skin or hair was visible! We didn't leave a single word.
A large truck crashed into us from outside. At the same time, the power went out, and we took advantage of the chaos to seize the opportunity! We quickly stormed the prison area of the police station.
The sniper, wounded in the leg, is being held in solitary confinement. His injury has already been treated. Fortunately, the police have been too busy these past few days to interrogate him.
We caused a huge ruckus inside, turning the police station into chaos, and we succeeded! To cover our tracks, we not only kidnapped the sniper, but also released everyone else in the police station!
Later, the police lost control of the situation and were forced to open fire inside the police station to quell the unrest… But the detainees were no pushovers. Immediately, some grabbed guns and exchanged fire with the police. Hansen and I took advantage of the chaos and detonated over a dozen tear gas canisters inside the police station…
Finally, we escaped successfully, with the sniper by our side!
Hansen and I took the Cobra sniper we had captured back to the repair shop that very night, and immediately threw him into the innermost secret room, forbidding anyone from approaching the vicinity of the room!
As for me, I immediately called Stone and had him, on Lighthouse Island, force Xiao Ruan to record another video overnight, "representing the Vietnamese XX gang to take responsibility for this matter," and then release it to major media outlets...
Having done all that, I believed I hadn't left any flaws.
I initially planned to just take out the sniper with one shot. But then I changed my mind… I was worried about not being able to find the Cobras' hiding place… These people are different from the Vietnamese. The Vietnamese are mostly a bunch of gangsters and rabble. These Cobras, at least, are professionally trained soldiers who can survive in jungles like those in Africa! They've hidden themselves, so finding them will be really difficult!
"He still won't say... Hey, these guys are really stubborn." I smoked, my eye muscles twitching painfully!
Xiluo, holding a pair of scissors, bandaged my wound, then breathed a sigh of relief: "All done!"
I stood up and stretched. Although I was sweating from the pain, the medication had just been applied, and with the psychological effect, the pain seemed to lessen.
During the raid on the police station, I finally realized that something was wrong with my body! The continuous injuries and combat had taken a toll on my health. Inside the police station, without Hansen's help, I almost died twice.