Chapter 199: The Dark Street

Ye Tian's blue dining car continued to speed north on Fifth Avenue, passing Central Park in a blink of an eye.

At this moment, Matisse's voice came clearly.

"Steven, turn left on 116th Street, 300 meters ahead and turn right onto Malcolm X Boulevard. These are all main roads. Mexicans cannot do it unless they ignore the New York police.

After entering Malcolm X Boulevard, slow down accordingly and the Mexican bastards will be under pressure. Raymond and the others had arrived at 141th Street, clearing the street and making preparations!"

"Received! I will control the speed and give Raymond and them enough time."

While talking, the blue dining car had already passed 115th Street and was about to turn left at the intersection ahead.

Twenty meters behind, the two Mexican SUVs were still clinging tightly.

"Doesn't this bastard live in Brooklyn? How come all the way north?"

"Fuck him! Anyway, I can't let this bastard run away tonight!"

"It's a pity that this is the main road, we can't do it, otherwise I really want to rush up now!"

Walk along 116th Street for 300 meters, Ye Tian turned right onto Malcolm X Boulevard and continued north.

After entering this main road named after the leader of the black civil rights movement, Ye Tian began to slow down and drove at a speed of about forty kilometers per hour.

Behind him, Matisse and their car quietly followed, only one car away from the Mexican.

As every street corner was left behind and the destination was close at hand, Ye Tian became more and more excited, and the battle was about to start soon.

Tonight, Manhattan is doomed to sleepless!

"Steven, turn right at 142th Street, go forward to Chisum Place and continue to turn right, then enter the L-shaped street, as long as the group of Mexican idiots follow, they will die!

After meeting with Cole and the others, if you want to stay on the scene, you can follow Cole and them. If you want to stay away from danger, then leave from Fifth Avenue and wait for my notice outside."

Matisse is directing through the headset, and the sound of pulling the bolt can even be heard in the headset.

Hearing this, Ye Tian suddenly smiled, and the most exciting moment came immediately.

"Received! How can I miss such a wonderful scene? Of course I stay on the scene and fight side by side with everyone, and the dining car is big enough to be used to close the road.

There is a high-definition camera in the back of my car that can take live video. You must keep in mind that you can't shoot first, but if you fire, then don't be polite!

Leave one or two to live. I need someone to speak. I also want to talk to the boss of the Tijuana gang, exchange ideas with each other, and see how this war will be fought next."

"Received! Steven, I know that you definitely don't want to miss this excitement, but you must be safe. We can point you to write a check!"

Matisse said with a smile, and the other security personnel were also smiling.

"Hahaha, don't worry, everyone, bullets will never kiss me! Your checks will not disappear!"

Ye Tian replied with a big smile, very confident.

"We will leave someone alive and give you a chance to talk to the Tijuana gang boss."

"Received! Everyone pay attention to safety!"

Ye Tian responded, and then left Malcolm X Boulevard and entered 142 Street, 300 meters ahead of Chisum Junction.

Immediately afterwards, two Mexican cars entered 142 Street, followed by Matisse's bulletproof SUV.

The Mexicans didn't even notice Matisse and the others were following. They only thought it was a passing car and didn't care at all.

The 142nd Street section is close to the Harlem River, and there are few vehicles. There are no more than 20 cars in the front and rear.

Seeing this, the eyes of those Mexicans couldn't help but light up.

"Alberto, the terrain is good here and there are no police officers. Let's do it now?"

"I think so too. It's definitely better to do it here than to visit. This bastard has a gun in his hand and is cruel. The previous online video shows this."

The Mexicans in the car said, everyone was ready to move.

Alberto also saw the situation outside, which is indeed a good place to get started.

After thinking about it for a moment, he immediately made a decision.

"Okay! Just do it on this street. The destination of this Chinese bastard is likely to be on this street, otherwise he wouldn't turn here.

As soon as he stops, let's do it right away. Remember, it's best not to shoot, lest you get the police, Beretto, drive to follow up and get closer."

When the voice fell, the two SUVs immediately began to speed up, and in a blink of an eye they approached within 10 meters of the blue dining car, and the situation was already on the verge of breaking out.

"Steven, pay attention to the back. The Mexicans are about to do it. Obviously, they are also interested in the secluded environment here."

Matisse's voice came again, with a smile.

"Received! This is called a dead end, no one can save them!"

Ye Tian said with a sneer, murderous.

At this time, his Ipad was placed on the dashboard, and the monitoring screen was extremely clear, and all the actions of the Mexican were under his nose.

After speaking, he immediately slammed on the accelerator, raised the speed of the car, and pulled the distance again, and rushed to Chisum, 50 meters away.

"Did this bastard find out? Why did it suddenly accelerate?"

"Follow him! What can you find? Speed ​​up to keep up. It's just a broken dining car. Could it be faster than an SUV?

Follow another 100 meters. If the bastard doesn't stop, then catch up and force a stop. Let's take the bastard down this street!"

Alberto stretched his hand and pointed forward and said grimly.

These Mexican assholes have drawn their pistols and are ready to do it.

Amid a roar, the two SUVs suddenly accelerated and bite tightly.

Behind them, a SUV also started to speed up and quietly chased up. The four people in the car were all armed special warfare elites.

"Attention, everyone, Steven will enter Chisum immediately, ready to pick up. The Mexican will definitely follow up. As long as they enter the street, we will immediately block this side.

Raymond, as long as you fire, you will immediately destroy the Mexicans's SUV, so that they can't drive into a collision, they can only to be catch it or wait to die!"

Matisse made the final arrangement, carefully and meticulously.

"Received! Understand!"

The rest of the security staff responded loudly, everyone was murderous.

A trap that leads to hell has been opened, waiting for the Mexicans to jump in and die.

In a twinkling of an eye, Ye Tian rushed to the Chisum intersection, and then drove the dining car directly into the narrow Chisum street.

The door of hell is here! Welcome to die!

"Steven, keep driving forward. Cole and the others are at the corner. Then you throw the car directly in the middle of the road. This is completely a dead end. The camera on the dining car can also get the best shooting angle."

Raymond, who was sniping in ambush, gave instructions.

Upon hearing the instructions, Ye Tian immediately replied excitedly:

"Received! Gentlemen, the show has begun, so enjoy it!"

"Hahaha"

Loud laughter sounded again, and everyone's laughter revealed strong confidence and murderous aura.

"Boom!"

Ye Tian slammed the gas pedal of the dining car to the bottom and rushed to the corner deep in the small street.

When he drove about 50 meters, two Mexican SUVs also rushed into Chisum.

The moment he entered this street, Alberto immediately saw the situation here.

This is a very short street with a length of about 100 meters and a width of about 5-6 meters. The light is dim, only one street lamp is on, and there are old mottled apartment buildings on both sides of the street.

And these apartment buildings are all black and light, and no one lives in them. What's even more amazing is that the end of the street is also a dilapidated apartment building, all black.

This is a dead end! Great place to get started!

Alberto almost cheered with excitement. The others also saw the superb terrain here, and everyone smiled ecstatically.

"Guys! Catch up, this is a godsend opportunity, let's take down this Chinese bastard now and avenge Fernandez and the others."

Alberto brandished his pistol and shouted with excitement.

Immediately afterwards, the two SUVs rushed up quickly and headed straight for Ye Tian.

At this time, the attention of these Mexicans is all on the dining car in front. Everyone is thinking about the scene of taking Ye Tian money, enjoyment, revenge, etc., heartily!

But they didn't notice that the street corner they had just rushed in was blocked by a large SUV, and the back road was cut off!

After the SUV blocked the street sideways, four murderous special warfare elites immediately jumped out of the car. It was Matisse and the others, who perfectly copied the Mexican back.

Their appearance surprised the people on 142 Street. What happened to these heavily armed guys? The police handle the case?

Closer, I have seen the words Raytheon Security on Matisse's body armor, knowing that they are from a private security company, and they are all guys with gun rights. I can't afford it!

Because of this, no one called the police immediately, they were all watching the excitement.

In Chisum side street, the blue dining car has rushed to the end of the street.

"Squeak!"

Ye Tian slammed on the brake and parked the dining car in the middle of the street, completely blocking the small street.

Then, he immediately pulled out the key, picked up the iPad on the dashboard, opened the door and jumped out of the car, and quickly rushed into east-west 141st Street.

Just as he was about to turn the corner of the street, he glanced pity at the SUV that was chasing frantically and the hideous Mexicans in the car.

The last moment of your life is here, so enjoy it! Idiots!

Afterwards, he completely disappeared from the sight of the Mexicans.

When Ye Tian stopped before, Alberto felt a little bit in his heart.

Want bad things? This Chinese bastard seems to be familiar with this place!

Immediately afterwards, he saw Ye Tian get off the car and disappeared to the corner of the street in a blink of an eye, which immediately made him crazy.

"Fuck! Hurry up and speed up, never let this bastard run away!"

Amid the angry curses, the two SUVs rushed harder, and they were approaching the blue dining car in an instant.

At the corner of 141st Street, Ye Tian and the security guards met.

It is Cole and Pique, as well as Charlie, who are in charge of the response, they are fully armed, waiting for the arrival of these Mexicans.

Everyone did not greet each other, just smiled at each other, and Cole and the others rushed out of the street corner with their rifles, ready to fight.

At the same time.

Matisse's voice came through the headphones.

"Guys! We are in place! Treat these Mexican friends!"

"Received! The corner is blocked and the Mexican has nowhere to run! Gentlemen, it's time for you to show your fists!"

Ye Tian said with a smile, with a cold expression in his eyes.

"Steven, leave the rest to us. Watch the show next to you, it must be very exciting!"

"Hahaha, I am sure of this!"

Ye Tian smiled and stepped back, and walked straight for about three meters before he stopped and observed the situation in the small street of Chisum.

"Brush!"

A strong light suddenly shot from the top of the apartment building at the end of the small street and shrouded the Mexicans' SUV, showing them all! Very clear!

All Mexicans are completely confused, what's the situation?

But no one gave them time to react, and Matisse's loud voice suddenly rang from the other side of the street, immediately awakening the group of Mexicans!

"Listen to the people in the street, you are already surrounded, put down your arms and lie on the ground, otherwise we will fire!"

Accompanied by his voice, angry curses sounded in the street.

"Fuck! Fuck! We were fooled by that Chinese bastard!"

"Bitch! How cunning! I'm going to kill this bastard!"

Amid the anger, these Mexicans gave Matisse a warm response.

"Boom!"

The Mexicans fired first and started shooting at Matisse and the others at the corner of the street.