Meanwhile, on the other side, the National Security Bureau personnel have already started engaging with the Wulong Society members on the highway.
The National Security Bureau split into two groups, one trailing the business car from behind, while the other took a detour to the front in an attempt to intercept it.
"Rat-a-tat-tat-tat!"
The driver of the rear car was also a highly trained National Security officer, agile and nimble. Despite the hail of bullets, he dodged in time and did not suffer serious injuries; only a few individuals had their shoulders grazed by bullets. Unrelenting, the National Security members drew their pistols and fired back.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
Gunshots echoed intermittently on the highway, with countless bullets whizzing through the air between vehicles, fraught with peril.
Inside the business car, a Samurai swapped magazines while cursing angrily: "These damn Chinese!"
