At the very moment the flare gun was fired, the responding personnel outside had already sped off in their vehicles, heading directly towards the path ahead.
All team members understood that every second counted.
Every second could mean greater danger for their teammates inside. The car raced to the front gate and saw it slowly opening, with Zhiyuan waving his arms, "Be careful, they have guard dogs and weapons, but no guns."
All personnel jumped out of their vehicles, all those who leapt from the trucks were in uniform.
As they shouldered their guns, the sight of hoodlums brandishing clubs and running towards them in a frenzy, they were utterly stunned. They were hooligans and ruffians; even though they were thugs, they feared death. The sight of the dark gun barrels made only a few unafraid.
"It's the police, run!"
With a whoosh, someone shouted, and the disorganized crowd immediately scattered in all directions, some rushing to inform the boss upstairs.
