Please make money.

Looks more like ammonium nitrate? Especially the reddish-brown smoke…

"This is the traffic control countermeasures headquarters. Immediately block the surrounding passages and stop paying the ransom. I repeat, immediately block the surrounding passages!"

Miyuki Kobayakawa looked back at her surroundings, and the alarm sounded.

Everyone rushed to the patrol car and started running outside, and a large number of police cars and fire trucks began to be dispatched.

The fire trucks originally parked at the open space all started running towards the bridge, and the explosive disposal team also began to take action.

The police cars were moved to the highway areas farther away.

According to emergency procedures, they need to completely block the road here and prevent any vehicles from entering.

This was only the first explosion. If there were subsequent explosions and an ordinary vehicle happened to enter, the nature of the matter would be much more serious.

Being so busy, Miyuki Kobayakawa couldn't do anything for the moment and could only try her best to coordinate the work of her colleagues around her.

Two helicopters in the sky also took off from a nearby high-rise building, shining searchlights over and looking at the movements on the bridge in the smoke and dust.

An Lele's colleagues stared at the bridge. Colleagues No. 1 and No. 2 drove to deliver the ransom, while Black Bee Tiger observed from the helicopter.

"Be careful, there are bombs. These should be pre-installed remote-controlled bombs. I'm afraid there will be more than one."

"We are preparing to retreat." Colleague No. 1, who was driving the bulletproof car, responded: "What are the arrangements with the boss?"

"The boss has no plans, so let us act freely."

"Wow, I really want to just drive away with the 100 million."

"If you don't want to be chased by a warthog, you can give it a try. I quite like that girl."

The Black Bee-Tiger said something calmly that was not a threat, and stared closely at the movements at the ports on both sides of the bridge.

Every job has its own rules. What does it mean to have 100 million in cash in front of them?

This means that the other party can produce much more energy than the 100 million and does not care about the money at all.

Colleagues No. 1 and No. 2 were naturally just talking nonsense. They drove the car in reverse and prepared to leave the bridge, and then there were two consecutive explosions.

Flames and thick smoke enveloped the surrounding area, and even searchlights could not shine in. Fortunately, the bridge had been blocked, and all vehicles entering and leaving were temporarily blocked.

"Someone got out of the car and started running around. Can you see it from the sky?"

"The field of vision is limited and I can't see clearly."

"Is this their plan? But if so, what will they do if we don't get off the bus?"

Black Bee-Tiger didn't know what the other party was going to do. The amount of smoke produced by the explosives was a bit too much, and it always gave people a familiar feeling.

Homemade explosives? Who are these guys? Why would they blow up a bridge just because they have a disagreement? Why would they kidnap a few people?

The Black Bee Tiger was unaware that these guys had been caught by Arya, and began to resist fiercely.

Compared to kidnapping, which is a minor matter, organ trafficking and smuggling of special contraband are serious crimes.

If they rebel and blow up something, it's no big deal. They are just ghost-like illegal immigrants. They run so fast that no one will know it was them who did it.

The Black Bee-Tiger looked at both ends of the bridge silently. Only some police cars and fire trucks drove up to maintain order, and there were no outside vehicles.

So the other party was hiding on the bridge? Hiding in the chaotic traffic before?

The bridge is 800 meters long, and dozens of cars are forced to park in the middle. The thick smoke makes it impossible to see clearly anywhere.

If we take action now...

"An unexpected situation occurred. A time bomb was installed in our car!"

Colleague No. 1's words drew Black Bee Tiger's attention back: "When did it happen?"

"It should have been just before that. The bomb was stuck to the rear window of the car, and we couldn't get down to deal with it."

In the chaos of an explosion, is this the way to force people in a car to evacuate?

If it was the Metropolitan Police Department that delivered the ransom, they would most likely choose to evacuate.

After all, the money belongs to others, but the casualties belong to the Metropolitan Police Department.

But the other party probably didn't expect that the people who came to deliver the ransom were actually mercenaries.

Another question is how the other party plans to give the money away? It is easy to get the money, but it is difficult to take it away.

"It could be a fellow traveler, Black Bee-eater, tell the Warthog to be careful, we'll drive the car out first."

"Understood. Be safe."

Searchlights were circling above the bridge. In the smoke and dust, the vehicle carrying the ransom did a tailspin and stopped at the side of the bridge, with its tail forming a chamfer with the bridge guardrail.

Two people wearing full sets of tactical equipment came out of the car, holding the Christmas tree in their hands, and looked around vigilantly using the vehicle as a cover.

"With such a big commotion, aren't they afraid of being tracked down afterwards?"

"Such a big move can be exchanged for 100 million in cash. Would you do it?"

An assaulter and a vehicle driver stood back to back with their guns in hand, but they did not see any enemies in the smoke-filled surroundings.

"Look at the bomb!"

"You cover me, I'll go--"

It's impossible to run. If there's a high-charge bomb at this distance, running is useless.

Colleague No. 2 moved closer to the parking space, glanced at the bomb with a red electronic countdown that was beeping, and tried to pull it off the rear of the car with force.

"No! This is industrial glue, it will break!"

"They don't dare to blow up the money! Either it's remote-controlled or it's fake!"

"Tsk..."

At this moment, a huge black shadow emerged from the smoke and dust.

The two turned around and saw a fire truck coming out of the smoke. The red paint made them breathe a sigh of relief.

As soon as the car stopped, several paramedics in fire suits jumped out and said, "We are here to deal with the bomb! Get out of here!"

"No, you just need to deal with the bomb directly, and we will be responsible for the alert."

Colleague No. 1 replied, and then Colleague No. 2 pulled his arm.

She hadn't reacted at first, but then she came to her senses after seeing the other party's tactical gestures, and immediately raised her gun and pointed it at the firefighters.

I almost forgot that I wasn't on a mission with the Norwegian Hunters - this was in a foreign country, and I was holding a gun - and they didn't react?!

The firefighter quickly raised his hands: "What are you doing? What are you doing!"

But before he could finish his words, the man holding the fire hose on the other side turned on the hose and sprayed out a large amount of liquid.

"It's the alcohol—"

"What the hell!"

The two elite mercenaries were completely stunned by this bizarre and rustic method. How could this be possible?

"Subdue them!"

Throwing the Christmas tree in his hand behind him, Colleague No. 1 drew his dagger and rushed towards the nearest guy.

The two men were fighting each other. The guy who looked like a firefighter was wearing a thick and heavy fire suit with full protection.

Unfortunately, alcohol was sprayed everywhere, and firing a gun at this time would ignite everyone, so both sides were afraid to fire their weapons.

Just when the brief close combat was about to decide the outcome, two large nets were thrown over and covered them directly.

"Brother! He's not from the Metropolitan Police Department!"

"nonsense--"

"Hurry up and drag them up!"

"Come together! Come together!"

"Move the money from the car! Quick!"

"Where's the shielding box? Open it! Pour gasoline!"

Two elite mercenaries were trapped in such a crude and almost child's play way. What was even more terrifying was that these desperadoes didn't care about their companions at all.

Even though one of their companions had been held hostage, the other side continued to tighten the huge fishing net, with no intention of rescuing their companion.

"I'm sorry, Ichiro, I'll give your share to your brother, you can do whatever you want."

The kidnapper called Ichiro was the guy who was subdued by Colleague No. 1 with a dagger. At this moment, he was struggling violently like a madman.

Colleague No. 2 in another big network then saw the other party's personnel configuration clearly, a whole fire truck and 3+ personnel deployment.

One of the two people was responsible for coming over to talk to them, while the other was spraying alcohol with a high-pressure water gun.

The other three remained silent throughout the process and were only responsible for carrying the ransom.

Moreover, the side equipment box of this fire truck seems to have been modified, with a thick metal plate lining and a camouflage interlayer on the outside.

These guys are clearly habitual contraband smugglers, and they are smugglers disguised as special vehicles.

No wonder the other party was so confident of escaping!

I think they have done this more than once, pretending to be one of their own and walking on a tightrope to escape when surrounded and blocked.

But at this moment, colleague No. 2 glanced at the communicator on his waist and counted down silently in his heart.

The smoke and dust faded a little, and the searchlight in the sky finally came down and shone on them.

Colleague No. 2 pulled out the pistol from his thigh in the big net and pointed it at the guy who was about to come over with a fire axe.

"Go away——"

"Brother! What should we do?!"

What should I do? What should I do if I miscalculate?

The big brother, who had a completely ordinary face and no distinctive features, looked up at the helicopter marked "rescue" and gritted his teeth.

Originally, they had thought that given the quality of those guys in the Metropolitan Police Department and their old-fashioned emergency plans, they could easily escape like a magician.

Disguised as firefighters handling explosives, they moved the ransom after the person waiting for the ransom left the vehicle and set off additional explosions to divert attention.

But how did a helicopter come from? And who were these two guys?

The mobile team has 18 explosive disposal squadron vehicles and 10 37-ton large trailers.

They took into account 50 road traffic enforcement support vehicles of the Traffic Mobile Team and 4 helicopters directly under the Metropolitan Police Department.

However, the sudden appearance of bulletproof transport vehicles and mercenaries, plus two unplanned helicopters, directly disrupted their escape plan.

"Let's go! Detonate the other bombs around here, create chaos and get out of here!"

One hundred million U.S. dollars in cash, plus some gold, weighs more than one ton in total.

The three people also encountered an accident during the moving process. The safe deposit box was actually stuck with a special chain, which was indeed not a sincere attitude towards paying money.

They only had time to use hydraulic shears to cut the chain of the entire safe deposit box and stuff it into the compartment of their modified vehicle along with the box.

"Let's go! Let's go!"

At the other end of the bridge, several bombs were detonated again with a rumble. The damage was not high but the effect was very eye-catching.

The fire truck was unable to do anything to the two hedgehog-like mercenaries for a moment. It wanted to get closer and hit them with an axe, but was afraid that the other party would shoot directly without risking their lives.

Fortunately, the explosion attracted everyone's attention. Several people dragged the fishing net and threw it aside, got into the car and started to flee.

Colleague No. 2 pulled out a dagger and cut the fishing net: "I roughly know who these guys are."

Colleague No. 1 grabbed the unlucky guy's neck tightly, twisted his arm hard and broke it, then pushed him away: "Who is it?"

"They are definitely related to the Kudo-kai. This style of behavior and this network..."

She pulled the fishing net off her body. It was strange that the other party didn't throw fire on them before leaving.

You have to know that these guys dared to throw Molotov cocktails at the consulate and An Jin's residence - they really have a criminal record of this!

"How do you know?" Colleague No. 1 wiped the blood off his face and said, "Do you know them?"

"You know where I served before. We were the ones who arrested their former boss. The District Attorney's Office requested our assistance."

Colleague No. 1 was stunned. Is there such a ferocious existence?

Do we need to ask the Dongdu District Prosecutor's Office to dispatch elite Navy SEALs to catch them?

The last person who received such cross-regional divine treatment was Hussein!