Chapter 3270
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They had actually lured the Interpol over. One kilometer. With the Americans' speed, they could make a round trip in five minutes. They probably wouldn't even be able to escape now, right?
What could they do in five minutes? Retreat?
What about the munitions? They were only halfway through the shipment! The cargo ship wouldn't be able to travel far in ten minutes, let alone five minutes. Furthermore, he definitely wouldn't be able to outrun the Interpol's car with the containers. Should he just sit and wait?
Daemon turned around and ordered loudly, "Luca, Jason, stop moving the cargo. Everyone evacuate the port in five minutes at full speed!"
The group of people turned around in surprise. Gong Jie's subordinates also walked over strangely and asked in confusion, "What happened?"
"Look at what you've done! Who have you lured here along the way?! The Interpol chased you all the way and you didn't notice? "
As Daemon spoke, he raised his wrist to look at the time and said angrily, "D * mn it, it's too late!"
Gong Jie and Yoo Yoo looked at each other.
Little Munchkin asked in confusion, "Uncle, did something happen?"
Gong Jie said coldly, "The Interpol from New York is about to arrive at the port."
Everyone was shocked and stood rooted to the ground. Yoo Yoo was still relatively calm. "If we leave, what about the cargo?"
The Hurricane Group was powerful, but Gong Jie was also a frequent guest on the FBI and Interpol's wanted list.
Even if Gong Jie was brought back to the headquarters by the Interpol for tea, he was confident that he could escape. However, this trip wasted a lot of time.
If he was handed over to the Nuremberg Military Court, it would be troublesome.
Gong Jie's subordinates were also surprised. How would they know that the cargo ship had been targeted by the Interpol since it left Elizabeth Port?
Daemon asked anxiously, "Mr. Gong, what should we do? Why would the Interpol … "
"Shut up!"
Gong Jie shouted coldly. He rubbed his chin thoughtfully and raised his eyebrows, trying to find a way out.
It was too late to evacuate now. There was only one road from the port to the road, and the cargo ship couldn't leave the port for a while …
He suddenly thought of something. He snatched the satellite phone from his subordinate and dialed a number.
The call was quickly connected, and Gong Jie said in a deep voice, "Mamen, I have some trouble here."
He walked to the side and seemed to be negotiating with the person on the phone.
At this moment, a silver car was speeding towards them. In the darkness of the night, the bright white searchlights were extremely dazzling.
Daemon frowned and narrowed his eyes. Without turning his head, he said, "Sritov, open the trunk and get the weapon!"
His subordinates looked at each other in confusion. Seeing that they were not moving, Daemon scolded angrily, "What are you waiting for?"
"Boss, what are you planning to do?"
"What are you doing? Hmph! " As Daemon spoke, he pulled out the pistol at his waist and swiftly loaded it. He turned around and said expressionlessly, "Of course we're going to kill our way out! Don't tell me I'm just going to sit here and wait to be brought back to the police headquarters for tea? "
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