Chapter 207

Thunder club is also one of the four underground forces in China. However, it mainly deals in border drug trafficking and controls the largest drug source in China. It is so powerful that even Longteng can't take it down for a while.

Although Li Fei likes money and sports cars, what he cares about most is his life.

Since the thunder will go to rob them, it must be to rob them or not.

Li Fei expected that the scene would be very tragic. It's not worth risking his life for a little drug.

After Li Fei asked for some useful information, Shen Lang hung up the phone, stepped on the accelerator, and the speed of BMW suddenly increased.

It's so complicated. Shen Lang is too lazy to think about it. We should rush to the scene first.

The west harbor wharf has been crowded for a long time, just like a market. All the gangs in Huahai city came here after hearing the news and gathered here. There are at least a few thousand people in the rough count.

The gangs of these underground organizations usually show that they are watertight. They are really a huge force when they gather.

The biggest force is the thunder club, with nearly a thousand people.

Every year, thunderbolt will come to China Sea two or three times to smuggle things, some arms and drugs, and so on, in large quantities.

Just yesterday, the thunder meeting came. There was a lot of drug news from the West Port, so they rushed to grab it.

The leader is Yan long, who is in his thirties and wears gold earrings. Yan Long is the fourth in the thunder club. He is a super drug lord in Nanyun province and is famous all over the world.

In addition to the thunder club, there are Fengyun Hall branch, Hualong gang and several gangs controlled by Qiao family.

Other smaller gangs are not willing to be outdone, and their united momentum is still amazing.

There are several big ships coming from the wharf, all of which are Mexicans. Looking at the huge crowd of people on the wharf, all of them are guys in black vests, a group of Mexicans can't help but look at each other and wonder what the situation is.

"Give it to me!" At the command of Yan long.

The thunderclappers grabbed their automatic rifles and swept the ship.

"Dada..."

The Mexicans on the boat were frightened and fell into a pool of blood before they could escape.

The whole wharf burst open and everyone rushed towards the ship.

Fighting for drugs will naturally cause friction, and the surrounding area will soon become a mess of gunfire.

Yan Long came to China Sea for smuggling this time. Because of the large quantity of goods, he brought thousands of brothers to the thunder meeting. The total number of people is more than that of Fengyun Hall branch.

When there's a fight, the thunder will soon prevail. With the advantage of quantity, the port entrance was quickly controlled, and the first one controlled the big ships.

Yan Long was ecstatic. He thought that he would soon get those two billion worth of white noodles.

"Beat them down for me!" The boss of Fengyun Hall branch roared.

"Dada!"

There was fierce fighting between the two sides. There were large containers all over the wharf. The scene of the gunfight was like guerrilla warfare.

"Boss, it's not drugs. It's flour." After a while, several of the thunderclap minions ran down the boat and shouted to Yan Long in horror.

"What!" Yan Long's proud face solidified in a moment.

Behind the dock, a group of gangsters and the police have had a fierce gunfight, passers-by panic fled, in addition to the sound of guns, this area suddenly quiet down.

"Xiao Liu, how many people are there on the other side?"

White rain pretty face dignified, hiding behind the car, while shooting, while facing a nearby police asked, sweet sweat dripping.

"There are too many. The number of casualties of the small detachment just rushed up has exceeded half!" Liu, with a walkie talkie in one hand, shot from time to time.

"What!" Bai Qingyu's face changed greatly.

I can't imagine that there are so many underground organizations on the wharf.

Bai Qingyu quickly calmed down, hid behind the police car, took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

"Hello! Officer Zhang, I'm Bai Qingyu. Take all the criminal police detachment under you and come to Xigang wharf! Yes! There's been a very fierce gunfight here. Come and help! Bring all you can! " White pour rain quickly said.

Hung up, Bai Qingyu quickly dialed Yang Hu's number again.

Near the sea wharf, the gunfight becomes more and more fierce.

"Damn it, stop fighting! Fuck, those boats are not white at all. They are all flour! " Yan Long took the trumpet and shouted.

"You cheated the three-year-old kid. Let your people get off the boat!" "Ten thousand three grumpy roar way.

"Dada!" People from Fengyun hall raised their AK47 and swept towards Yan long.

Yan Long hid behind the container, his face black. I don't know who sent out the fake news. All the gangs in the whole China Sea came to grab the white noodles. After fighting for a long time, I knew that the ships were loaded with flour.

A lot of people have died, and now they have made a real fire.

"Boss Wan, there's a group of police coming from the dock. Fire at the back!" A strong man came up to Wansan and said.

"Damn it, how many cops are there?"

"There shouldn't be many people who haven't hit us yet. Some small forces are fighting with the police. "

Wansan frowned and yelled, "leave a way back, let some people get rid of the police first!"

"Yes!"

Up to now, there have been countless deaths and injuries, and bodies everywhere.

Some small gangs have regretted it. Unexpectedly, the fight is so fierce that they can't bear it.

The front is full of gunfire. It's the place where thunder club and Fengyun hall fight. The small gangs wanted to evacuate, but a large number of police officers were blocked in the rear. They could only force them to fight with the police.

The gunfight became more and more fierce. Passers-by thought it was a movie, but they were scared to death at the sight of the fallen body and blood.

"Brothers, kill those cops!" A young man with a wolf's head tattoo roared, picked up an AK47 and swept wildly.

At six o'clock in the evening, it was getting dark, and there was still gunfire at the West Port Wharf.

The combat power of the police is much worse than those professional underground organizations. In addition, the armed personnel of the criminal police brought by the white rain are not many, and the casualties are more than half in an instant.

The police have only the advantage in firepower and equipment, but the other side is better than the others.

Even the criminal police who have received professional training are far from as high in ideology and consciousness as Bai Qingyu. Many policemen are frightened and run straight away.

After all, life is the most important thing. No one is willing to sacrifice his life in vain. Up to now, only a few dozen policemen are struggling to support.

Bai Qingyu's face is pale. I can't even dream that things will change so seriously.

This Huahai city is a mess.