The Empty Spirit Chapter 47: The Bait in His Mouth

  Wang Ya-zu and Anthony were sitting in the same sedan, behind which was a large truck, and in front of which was a police jeep leading the way. The police station had a total of 40 policemen all seated on the vehicles, protecting Anthony's car from both front and back.

  Anthony's sedan did not follow the procession all the way, as the dock was outside the city and there were many roads to take. As night began to fall, only six police officers from the detective agency were protecting Anthony on a truck, but those six men were all top-notch detectives.

  The bait has been sent out, and Wang Ya Zu clearly feels that Anthony's body is trembling beside him. When they were discussing the plan earlier, Anthony was prepared to fight with all his might. But now, in the midst of danger, and an invisible one at that, he couldn't guarantee what preparations he had to deal with his enemy. In such a precarious situation, he began to feel afraid again. After working so hard for so many years, he still hadn't enjoyed himself, hadn't gotten what he wanted most.

  "Scared?" Wang Yaowu didn't want Anthony to back down now, he was ready to fight to the death, if they didn't fight to the end, this matter would never be settled.

  "Who's afraid? We've come all this way, am I supposed to be a deserter?! Wang, you're underestimating me!" Anthony was stimulated by Wang Yaowu's words and turned his face, glaring at him fiercely. The Frenchman's pride absolutely did not allow Anthony to be looked down upon by Wang Yaowu, a Chinese man, at this time.

  "Haha, just a joke, the sun has already set, I believe the difficult part is about to begin. One who sends death to another who sends death, I hope this time the disturbance won't be too big, Anthony, I hope we can settle things tonight."

  "Yes, I also hope to end this nightmare as soon as possible, it's too tiring. Wang, this is not the life you and I want to pursue, just a little excitement is enough." Anthony had always thought that Wang Yaozu was the same kind of person as him, pursuing the same thing, only Wang Yaozu was bolder and more crazy.

  The sun sets, and ordinary Shanghai people go home to rest. Nightlife is for the wealthy. To get to the dock, you have to leave the city, and there's a long stretch of desolate road, with no one living on either side, making it easy to take action.

  The convoy was moving very slowly, and the police in the escort cars all thought Anthony was in their convoy. Only a few people knew that the sedan had been switched, and now the sedan was occupied by an impersonator from the police station.

  The night slaughter began, more than 20 black-clad masked men ambushed on the roadside. When the leading jeep arrived at the end of the ambush circle, a burst of gunfire erupted from both sides of the road, including rifles, handguns, and even ancient bird guns. In short, the entire convoy was ambushed, but in the first round of attack, only three people were shot inside the police station. In the dark night, the marksmanship of the ambushing enemy was really poor.

  They were ambushed, and the police at the patrol station had only half of them armed, while the other half directly fired into the darkness around them from the car. A burst of gunfire didn't even clarify how many enemies there were, and in the dark night, it was impossible to see where the enemy was hiding. Fortunately, the driver was smart enough and had made preparations beforehand. Under the command of the insider on the co-pilot seat, he quickly turned the steering wheel, shining the headlights to both sides, and the ambushing enemies were instantly exposed.

  The exchange of fire continued, but the ambushers began to concentrate their firepower on the truck's headlights. The police in the patrol car, who had been ambushed, finally discovered the location of the black-clad enemies, but they still found it difficult to hit them with their guns. Both sides were inexperienced with firearms. However, this situation did not last long. Anthony had previously arranged for thirty French soldiers to arrive at the scene. When both sides were almost exhausted, the thirty French soldiers arrived, armed with machine guns, submachine guns, and hand grenades. After a fierce battle, the ambushed enemies abandoned eleven corpses and retreated.

  Everything seemed to be going smoothly, with only five people shot in the police station, one dead and four injured. It wasn't until then that everyone realized Anthony was not in the motorcade, the limousine had been switched, and while they were inwardly cursing, they also breathed a sigh of relief, at least the previous attack had not hurt Anthony, if anything happened to Anthony, all of them would be out of luck.

  Wang Yaowu and Anthony also heard the gunshot, actually the location of the exchange of fire was not far from Wang Yaowu and Anthony's side. When the gunfire had almost disappeared, Wang Yaowu shook his head helplessly and sighed.

  "King, what's wrong? Don't tell me you're starting to get scared because of the gunshots." Seeing Wang Yaowu like this, Anthony naturally wouldn't let go of this opportunity for revenge.

  "I was thinking, how many people will die in that battle?! The Japanese will absolutely not use their own people to send to death, the ones they use to send to death are absolutely Chinese people who have been bought and trained by them. As a result of the conflict between your two countries, the first to die are us Chinese people. Can I not sigh?"

  As a participant in the entire plan, even if Wang Ya-zu knew that such a situation would occur, he couldn't stop it. There will always be people who are willing to die for foreigners, just like tonight, and for those people, dying for foreigners seems to be an honor.

  Anthony said nothing more, nor did he know what to say. Even if his relationship with Wang Ya-zu was good, even if they were now comrades-in-arms fighting together for their lives, he and Wang Ya-zu belonged to two different nations. The weaker China became, the more France would gain from Chinese territory.

  The truck leading the way was suddenly attacked, its tires were destroyed by iron nails on the ground, and the driver slammed on the brakes just in time to avoid an accident. But the truck stopped moving, and a group of black-clad, masked men emerged from both sides of the road. Six police officers from the patrol house got out of their cars immediately, with guns in their right hands and flashlights in their left, and the enemies in the light looked just like legendary ninjas, but no one had time to observe carefully, as gleaming Japanese swords were already slashing towards the police officers who had gotten out of their cars.

  "Step on it! The warehouse at the dock is just ahead!" Having come under attack, Wang Ya-zu and Anthony both drew their guns and ordered the driver to speed up. The sedan then charged forward, running over all the iron nails that had been scattered on the ground in front of the large truck.

  In front of them was the warehouse at the dock, and the sedan charged all the way to the entrance of the warehouse. Of course, there were killers emerging in this short distance, firing several shots at the sedan. Fortunately, the car door was hard enough and the speed was very fast. When the sedan stopped, no one inside was injured. Wang Ya-zu and Anthony quickly got out of the car and sprinted towards the security room of the dock warehouse.

  The guardroom was empty, of course it was. The whole dock had been cleared under Antoni's orders and the arrangements made by the Japanese spy. Even the usual loafers who hung around the docks were not there. This was the best battlefield, also the best graveyard. After a man was killed he was stuffed into a sack, plenty of stones were added, and then it was thrown into the river, everything was settled.

  Ten Japanese ninjas chased after them, and Anthony turned on all the lights on the dock. He and Wang Ya-zu stood at the entrance of the guard room on high ground, watching those ninjas kill their way over. The Japanese ninjas were still dressed in that strange attire, carrying Japanese swords and hidden weapons. But they also had guns, and upon seeing Wang Ya-zu and Anthony, they raised their guns and fired wildly, pinning down Wang Ya-zu and Anthony so hard they couldn't lift their heads.

  "They should be here by now, right? If they don't come out soon, we'll both die in here!" Wang Yaowu smiled at Anthony beside him, the shotgun in his hand already cocked.

  "Don't worry, they'll definitely show up. If I die here, they'll all be in trouble. But I'm more worried about the people you've arranged." Anthony also had a gun in his hand, but compared to Wang Yaozu, he was much more tense.

  "That's good, you on the left, I'm on the right. Now I really want to see just how amazing those Japanese ninjas are. Anyway, one comes up and one dies." Wang Yaowu finished speaking and fired five shots at the staircase entrance to his right, followed by the sound of something rolling down the stairs.

  Anthony also fired three shots at the left staircase, unfortunately not hitting anyone, just forcing them to retreat. To ensure Anthony could hold the left side, Wang Ya-zu handed one of his two hand grenades to Anthony.

  When Anthony took over the grenade, something was suddenly thrown up from below. Three black balls with fuses were thrown up and were about to explode! Wang Ya Zu and Anthony rushed into the guard room in an instant. The three loud explosions sounded as they jumped into the guard room. The two of them stood up from inside the guard room, coughing violently. The intense gunfire also started at this time! Smokeless First Volume Empty Spirit Chapter 47 Lure Into Mouth