The men carried the girl into a Buick Business, followed by a Nissan. Immediately after, more than a dozen security guards ran out of the nightclub. Instead of running to stop them, they got into two vans, followed closely behind the two vehicles, and sped away to the north. At this moment, seven or eight luxury cars sped up and stopped in front of the nightclub. More than 20 people got out of the car and rushed into the nightclub. However, after a short time, these people ran out again, got in 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 far away, got in the car and chased north. "What to do, what to do, they are chasing me, why haven't the police arrived yet?" In that Nissan, a woman in her thirties said anxiously while looking back. There were two other people in the car, and they turned out to be the two young men who suddenly slipped away in the lounge. One of them was sitting at the passenger window, holding a camera and filming outside. The young man driving the car was very calm and said: "Call the front and run to the Chengnan Police Station. It will be safe when you get there." "Okay!" The woman took the phone and quickly pressed the number, and soon there was a message on the receiver. A man's voice said, "Sister, what's the matter?" "Xiaoda, there is a car chasing us from behind. Reporter Han said to run to the Chengnan Police Station and ask for help there." Xiaoda said: "I understand, you should pay attention to safety. Stay close and don¡¯t leave alone.¡± ¡°Yeah!¡± the woman agreed, ¡°How about Shasha?¡± Xiaoda hesitated and said, ¡°It doesn¡¯t look like there¡¯s a big problem!¡± The woman didn¡¯t notice Xiaoda¡¯s unusual tone. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay. If something happens to Shasha, I won't be able to survive." After that, he hung up the phone. ¡°Damn it!¡± reporter Han who was driving cursed. "What's wrong?" The woman who had just relaxed suddenly became nervous. A harsh braking sound sounded, and a black off-road vehicle suddenly cut in from behind and forced the Korean reporter to brake suddenly. "What should I do?" The woman turned pale with fright. The young man who was still recording hurriedly closed the window, then picked up the camera and filmed outside the windshield. Immediately afterwards, six or seven luxury cars, as well as the two vans, sped past and chased the business Buick. The off-road vehicle and the Nissan were in a stalemate. Wang Chongyang, who was hanging behind, saw something was wrong. He turned on the police lights, slammed the accelerator under his feet, and the police car drove past quickly. When the black off-road vehicle in front saw the police car, it actually started the car and leaned to the side. Seeing an opportunity, Nissan stepped on the accelerator and sped away. In the off-road vehicle, a pair of sinister eyes stared at Wang Chongyang's car as it passed by, and said coldly: "Follow us and see where this police car goes!" Wang Chongyang glanced at the rearview mirror and smiled coldly: "I don't know whether to live or die. "Something!" Yang Luo walked out of the nightclub with Xiaohui in his arms. Xiaojie and the dancer hid in the door and looked out. Sister Yu also knew about it and ran out and looked at Yang Luo worriedly. I was murmuring even more in my heart, I don¡¯t know what happened today, accidents happened one after another. "Third Master, are you that boy?" The skinny man pointed at Yang Luo at the door of the nightclub with his eyes wide open. Wu San had seen it a long time ago, and opened his mouth, revealing a mouth full of big yellow teeth: "That's him!" After saying that, he waved his hand and walked towards the other side of the street, "Go over and kill him!"