Those people carried the girl into a Buick business, followed by a Nissan. ¡¾¡¿A dozen security guards ran out of the nightclub. Instead of running over to stop them, they got into two vans, followed closely behind the two cars, and sped northward.
At this moment, seven or eight luxury cars sped up and stopped in front of the gate of the nightclub. More than 20 people got off the car and rushed into the nightclub. But after a short time, these people ran out again, and then got on the car and headed north gallop.
No one noticed that Wang Chongyang walked out behind these people, then quickly walked to the police car parked in the distance, got in the car and chased north.
"What to do, what to do, they are chasing, why haven't the police arrived yet?" In that Nissan, a woman in her thirties said anxiously while looking back.
And there were two other people in the car, they were the two young people who slipped away suddenly in the lounge. One of them was sitting in the passenger window, holding a camera and shooting outside.
The young man who drove the car was very calm, and said: "Call the front and run to the Chengnan Police Station. You will be safe when you get there."
"Okay!" The woman took the phone and quickly dialed a number, and soon a man's voice came from the receiver, "Sister, what's the matter?"
"Xiao Da, there is a car chasing us from behind. Reporter Han said to run to the Chengnan Police Station and seek help there."
Xiao Da said: "Understood, you should pay attention to safety, follow closely, and don't leave alone."
"Hmm!" the woman agreed, "how's Sasha?"
Xiao Da hesitated for a moment and said, "It doesn't look like a big problem!"
The woman didn't feel Xiaoda's abnormal tone, and said with a sigh of relief: "It's fine, it's fine, if something happens to Sasha, I won't be able to survive." After finishing speaking, she hung up the phone.
"Damn it!" Reporter Han, who was driving, cursed.
"What's wrong?" The woman who had just relaxed suddenly became tense.
The ear-piercing sound of sudden brakes sounded, and a black off-road vehicle suddenly slanted into the front from the back, and reporter Han had to brake suddenly.
"What should I do?" The woman turned pale with fright.
The young man who was still videotaping hastily closed the window, then picked up the camera again, and shot outside the windshield.
Immediately afterwards, six or seven luxury cars, as well as the two vans, sped past one after another, chasing after the business Buick.
The off-road vehicle and the Nissan were in a stalemate. Wang Chongyang, who was hanging behind, saw that something was wrong. He turned on the police lights, and with a slam of the accelerator, the police car drove past quickly.
Seeing the police car, the black off-road vehicle in front actually started the car and leaned aside. Seeing the opportunity, Nissan slammed on the accelerator and left quickly.
Inside the off-road vehicle, a pair of dark eyes stared at Wang Chongyang's car passing by, and said coldly: "Follow up, and see where this police car is going!"
Wang Chongyang glanced at the rearview mirror, and smiled coldly: "Things that don't know how to live or die!"
? In the nightclub, Yang Luo walked out of the nightclub with Xiaohui in her arms. Xiaojie and the dancer hid in the gate and looked out. Sister Yu also knew about it, and ran out to look at Yang Luo worriedly. I muttered even more in my heart, I don't know what happened today, accidents happened one after another.
"Third Master, is that the kid?" The skinny man stared at Yang Luo at the entrance of the nightclub.
Wu San had seen it a long time ago. He opened his big mouth and showed his big yellow teeth: "That's him!" After he finished speaking, he waved his hand and walked to the opposite side of the street, "In the past, I will destroy him!"