The situation was critical. Jiang Cheng looked at the men beside him. Five of them were injured. Two of them were in serious condition. They had to be supported by the men beside them. Jiang Cheng could not help but frown.
Jiang Cheng turned to the men beside him and said, "Let's go. We will retreat according to our original plan!"
He took the lead and ran toward the narrow passageway. The other men from the Lung Hing Society followed behind him. Those who used guns and were not injured stayed at the back. They kept firing at the black men to slow them down.
Before launching this sneak attack, Jiang Cheng and the others had already investigated the internal situation of the Angel Nightclub, including the possible escape routes. They had already selected three routes in advance, A, B, and C. Now, they were rushing to the first predetermined location.
The sound of hurried footsteps echoed through the passageway …
After running for a distance, they arrived at the staff dormitory behind the nightclub. Then, they broke open the door of a room and went to the window of the room. They broke the glass and allowed the men from the Lung Hing Society to retreat. Outside was a narrow passageway beside the nightclub. It was a narrow passageway that only two people could walk side by side.
"Hurry up, hurry up!" Jiang Cheng stood by the window and waved his hand at the men from the Lung Hing Society. He urged them to quickly leave through the window.
Jiang Cheng and another man from the Lung Hing Society stood on the inside and outside of the window. They helped the other men from the Lung Hing Society, especially the injured ones, to quickly retreat through the window.
"Ouch!" One of the men from the Lung Hing Society was shot in the stomach. When she climbed up the window, she accidentally touched the wound. She revealed a pained expression and involuntarily squatted down.
Jiang Cheng frowned and looked at her. Then, he waved his hand at the remaining two men from the Lung Hing Society. "You guys go first!"
The other two men from the Lung Hing Society heard Jiang Cheng's order. They nodded and immediately climbed out of the window.
After the two of them jumped out of the window, Jiang Cheng squatted in front of the injured Lung Hing Society member and shouted anxiously, "Come on, I'll carry you out!"
This member of the Lung Hing Society raised his pained face and looked at Jiang Cheng in surprise. Cheng Ge was going to carry him out personally, which made him feel flattered. He was stunned for a moment and didn't move at all. He looked at Jiang Cheng's back and didn't know whether he should lean on it or not.
"Hurry up, those black people are about to catch up!" Jiang Cheng shouted anxiously again with a hint of a commanding tone in his words.
Jiang Cheng could already hear noisy footsteps coming from the corridor outside. Those people were going to arrive soon. If they continued to dawdle, they might find this room very soon. Although the men from the Lung Hing Society had closed the door when they came in, they couldn't see which room they entered from the outside. After all, there were more than a dozen rooms for the staff.
"Bang!" Jiang Cheng heard the door of the room next door being broken open. Based on this speed, it would only take a moment for them to find this room.
"Hurry up, they're here!" Jiang Cheng's face was full of anxiety. He gritted his teeth and ordered loudly.
When the man from the Lung Hing Society heard Jiang Cheng's shout, he finally reacted. He immediately opened his arms and hugged Jiang Cheng's neck from behind, lying on his back.
Jiang Cheng hugged the man's legs tightly. He stood up and jumped. One of his feet was already on the windowsill. Then he jumped out of the windowsill and shouted to the other Lung Hing Society members who were waiting in the narrow path outside the window, "Everyone come out! Hurry up, let's get out of here!"
The other members of the Dragonrise Association immediately sprang into action, running towards the eastern exit of the narrow path. A group of people sprinted forward from the narrow path, their heavy and messy footsteps echoing in the narrow path. Many of them were panting heavily, but they were still sprinting at full speed.
Jiang Cheng carried a person on his back and followed behind all the Lung Hing Society members. From time to time, he glanced back to check the movement behind him.
After running for dozens of seconds, they had reached the end of the path. At the end of the path, there was a narrow street. But since it was called a street, it was naturally wide. It was only narrow compared to other streets, about four meters wide. At that moment, there were two silver-gray minibuses waiting in the street. They were the cars that the Lung Hing Society members had taken.
When the leading member got out of the alley, he immediately got into the minibus one by one. At the same time, he turned around and helped the others to get in. "Hurry up! Hurry up! "the voice urged.
When Jiang Cheng was about to run out of the path, he suddenly heard a gunshot behind him. "Bang!" The wall beside him was hit by a bullet!
Jiang Cheng reflexively looked back and saw two or three black men had climbed out of the window and were chasing him. Their faces were full of anger, and the guns in their hands were aimed at him!
Jiang Cheng was shocked, so he quickened his pace and ran out of the corner of the path. The gunshots behind him kept ringing, and the bullets flew past his body like meteors.
When they came to a minibus on the street, Jiang Cheng immediately jumped on it and then shouted, "Drive!"
Along with Jiang Cheng's voice, the two minibuses, which had already been ignited and started, immediately drove forward at high speed. Not far away, those black people also chased from the trail, and unwillingly raised their guns to shoot at Jiang Cheng. The bullets hit the minibus from time to time, issuing a burst of crisp sounds.
"Bang, bang, bang …" Many members of the Lung Hing Society poked their heads out of the window and fired back at them.
Bullets immediately burst out beside those black men, which scared them and made them hide behind the wall. Their shooting attack couldn't help but slow down a bit, but they still didn't give up. They poked their heads out from behind the bunker and fired. However, no matter how unwilling they were, the two minibuses of the Lung Hing Society were getting farther and farther away, and then they completely disappeared at the corner in the distance.
In the minibus, Jiang Cheng put down the injured member of the Lung Hing Society and let him lie down in the compartment. He carefully checked his injuries, and he couldn't help but frown and bite his teeth. It seemed that his condition wasn't good!
The Lung Hing Society member's face was full of pain, and he had fallen into a coma. There was a lot of blood below his waist and abdomen. It was unknown whether his vital organs were injured or not.
"Hurry up, drive the car back to the Lung Hing Society, he needs emergency treatment!" Jiang Cheng turned around and quickly said to the driver.
The member of the Lung Hing Society who was driving didn't answer. He just silently stepped on the gas pedal, and the car sped forward …
From the moment they entered the Black Swan Nightclub until now, the battle had gone on for more than thirty minutes. More than fifty African Americans had been killed or injured. Six of the Rising Dragon Association's brothers had been injured. Three of them were lightly injured, while the other three were more seriously injured. They were all gunshot wounds, and two of them were already unconscious. However, no matter what, they had achieved a remarkable result with the surprise attack.
"How's the situation on the other roads?" Jiang Cheng looked at the unconscious member on the ground of the minibus and asked the other members with a frown.
"Cheng Ge, Zhao Hai, and Barres sent back news. They've also succeeded in their sneak attack and are retreating. However, they have injured members who urgently need medical attention!"
Jiang Cheng's frown deepened. "How many people are injured? Did anyone die? "
"I'm not sure, the message didn't say in detail," the member of the Lung Hing Society replied.
"What about Zhao Hu and Johansson? Is there still no news from them?"
"Yes, Cheng Ge. There hasn't been any news from them. They might be fighting. I just sent a message to ask them, but no one answered."
While they were talking, the car sped for ten minutes and stopped in front of the Lung Hing Jeet Kune Do Hall. There were already two cars parked there. It seemed like a small team had returned before Jiang Cheng's team.
As soon as the car stopped, Jiang Cheng's team immediately carried the three seriously injured members inside. They shouted for the doctors to come out and save them as soon as possible. They hurriedly carried the patients to the second floor.
At this time, there were more than a dozen beds on the second floor. It looked like a small hospital. Many doctors and nurses were already waiting there. When they saw the patients being carried up, they immediately rushed forward to take them over.
The reason why there were so many beds and doctors was because Zhuge Liuyun had transferred them from Huaxing Hospital in advance. He had long expected that many people would be injured in this attack, so he used them to give them first aid. Although Huaxing Hospital in District 9 had better equipment, it was too far from here. Even if they drove fast, it would still take them thirty minutes to get there. At critical moments, if they could give first aid a minute earlier, they might be able to save a life.
Currently, the doctors in the Lung Hing Jeet Kune Do Hall were giving first aid to the patients. They also brought emergency equipment to deal with the injuries. For those who were too serious, after giving first aid, they were immediately transferred to Huaxing Hospital for better treatment.
Batiste's team came back first after Jiang Cheng's team. He was very familiar with the business street in District 17. Every corner here was like his back garden. Therefore, after the sneak attack, he escaped very easily. Only one member of his team was injured.
Jiang Cheng and the other members of the Lung Hing Society stayed on the first floor of the Lung Hing Jeet Kune Do Hall, anxiously waiting for the doctors' examination results. Jiang Cheng paced back and forth, looking very anxious.
Another ten minutes or so later, the phone of a member of the Dragonrise Association beside him rang. He had received a message. After opening the message, he raised his head and exclaimed to Jiang Cheng, "Brother Cheng, there's news from Brother Tiger and Johansson's side. Brother Tiger has already taken over Rhodes Street and is currently heading over to reinforce Johansson. Based on the current situation, they should be able to take over all three nightclubs in another ten minutes or so."
After a pause, he added, "At present, one club has been occupied, and the black people there are being driven out. When the three clubs are driven out, the Martin Gang's members will be completely occupied."
Jiang Cheng revealed a trace of joy. Finally, he had heard good news. He nodded and said, "Very good. I believe that with Zhao Hu's strength, they will soon be victorious!"
Suddenly, outside the door, two minibuses rushed over and stopped in front of the Lung Hing Jeet Kune Do Hall. Their speed was very fast. Even with a loud braking sound, the minibus still slid forward for five or six meters before stopping.
Then, several members of the Lung Hing Society immediately got out of the minibus, led by Zhao Hai. As soon as Zhao Hai got out of the minibus, he immediately carried out a member of the minibus and quickly ran to the Lung Hing Jeet Kune Do Hall. His face was full of panic and self-blame. Behind him were three or four people, each carrying an injured member.
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