"Shoot the tires."
A fierce shout rang out.
Following that, the rear doors of two white compact cars opened simultaneously, and several figures tumbled to the ground.
The one who had shouted, dressed in a crisp uniform and small leather boots, eyebrows sharply knitted, was half-kneeling on the ground and firing rapidly.
It was Inspector Tang Tang.
This guy was really going all out.
Zhou Ping'an sighed as he watched...
He was too far away, and he didn't have a gun; at this moment, he couldn't help even if he wanted to.
Fortunately, as the two groups exchanged gunfire, the black limousine grew closer.
At the same time, with Tang Tang fearlessly rushing out from the cover of the car to fire accurately, then shortly after, four or five policemen opened fire simultaneously.
The black limousine, already slowing slightly because of a roadblock, had its two left tires almost simultaneously blown out.
The vehicle's body twisted and lurched forward.