Hou Guoyu locked eyes with the Eastern European drawing a short gun from the side of the guardhouse.

　　"Shua!"

　　The Eastern European was the first to reach his handgun, preparing to retreat and fire.

　　In desperation, Hou Guoyu, who was sprinting with all his might, suddenly changed direction, using the momentum of his rapid run to slam into the guardhouse.

　　"I fuck your mother!" Hou Guoyu roared, his entire body slamming into the support pillar of the guardhouse like a cannonball.

　　"Peng!"

　　With a muffled thud, the guardhouse shook violently. Almost all the glass shattered as the weight of a grown man crashed into it, causing it to fall to the right.

　　What kind of core strength was this?!

　　The guardhouse was the kind of simple small structure made of thin plywood, sheet metal, and color steel, specifically for security guards on the night shift to keep warm. Its structure was not sturdy, and it likely had no foundation.

　　But even so, for Hou Guoyu to knock it down in one hit was absolutely insane. The shock of the scene was no less than Shaquille O'Neal shattering the backboard with a dunk.

　　The guardhouse tilted, catching the Eastern European off guard, forcing him to dodge.

　　"Peng!"

　　Hou Guoyu jumped up and landed a kick directly on the Eastern European's chest, sending him staggering back two steps.

　　"Gabeng! Whala!"

　　As Hou Guoyu charged towards his opponent, he broke the shattered glass of the guardhouse with his bare hands. Lunging forward, he used his left hand to press down on the wrist of the hand holding the gun: "You fucking bastard! You even kill kids?!"

　　The Eastern European swallowed, fearfully trying to raise his arm.

　　"Puchi!"

　　Hou Guoyu, holding a shard of glass in his right hand, slashed the other man's neck.

　　Blood spurted as the thug clutched his neck with one hand and fell backward.

　　Hou Guoyu stepped on the long gun the other man had dropped, pressing down and twisting with his toes, using the strength of his leg to flip the gun up, catching it firmly in his hand.

　　"Whala!"

　　Hou Guoyu bent down, took a spare magazine from the Eastern European's body, and ran off.

　　Behind him, Su Tianyu and the others also rushed over, firing to push the other side's intelligence personnel back into the break room.

　　On the tarmac to the side, Wang Xiong was already in the helicopter, shouting, "Let's go, take off!"

　　A sound of footsteps approached as Hou Guoyu came in from the side.

　　"Weng weng!"

　　The helicopter's rotors spun rapidly, creating a whirlwind, and the aircraft slowly lifted off the ground.

　　It was too late to chase. Hou Guoyu ran three meters to the left, leaned his left shoulder against the wall, and, with both hands, aimed at the cockpit.

　　As the helicopter slowly left the ground, Wang Xiong yelled at his followers in the cabin, "Shoot him! Kill him! Kill him!"

　　"Peng peng peng!"

　　Before he could finish yelling, Su Tianyu had already rushed to the side of the tilted and collapsed guardhouse, raising his gun and firing wildly into the cabin.

　　In the darkness, Hei Tan, the God of War, braced the gun with both hands, his facial skin wrinkling in the wind.

　　"Peng, peng peng peng!"

　　Hou Guoyu fired four shots at the cockpit, shattering the glass on the co-pilot's side.

　　Although the helicopter was a civilian model and did not have any weapons, the front of the fuselage had very strong glass that had to meet civil aviation standards.

　　That's why Hou Guoyu shot the side window. After four gunshots, the glass cracked, the bullets entered, and the helicopter pilot, who was frantically pulling the control stick, immediately bled from the neck.

　　Seeing this, the co-pilot immediately tried to take over and continue pulling the control stick.

　　Hou Guoyu dropped the long gun and shouted, "Focus on the cockpit!"

　　"Da da da...!"

　　Su Tianyu and the four coast guard members all raised their arms and swept the cockpit with gunfire.

　　Hou Guoyu charged forward alone, using the momentum of his run to leap up and grab onto the right support of the helicopter that had just taken off.

　　After grabbing the frame, Hou Guoyu used the strength of his waist and abdomen to pull his body downward, barely touching the ground with his feet.

　　Inside the cockpit, the pilot was already dead, his body twitching on the control panel. With no one pulling the control stick, the helicopter was already somewhat out of control, and with Hou Guoyu pulling it down, the aircraft tilted to the right on the spot, hovering unsteadily less than two meters off the ground.

　　Su Tianyu immediately looked up and shouted, "Damn it, get out! You're going to get shredded!"

　　After Hou Guoyu used his body to pull the helicopter, his feet had already lost some balance. He staggered out of the way on his left, hugging his head and running four or five steps.

　　"Gudong!"

　　Hou Guoyu lost his footing and fell sideways to the ground.

　　"It's crashing!"

　　A cry of alarm erupted in the helicopter. Hou Guoyu turned his head and saw the out-of-control helicopter crash to the ground at an angle. The exposed rotors spun wildly on the concrete, sending countless blades flying and sparks soaring more than two meters high.

　　"Zila la!"

　　The helicopter scraped along the ground. After the friction of the rotor pushed it more than two meters, the internal engine stalled, and white smoke rose from the cabin.

　　"Cnm's! You still running?!"

　　Hou Guoyu steadied himself on the ground and got up, rushing straight to the cabin.

　　From the side, Su Tianyu and his men arrived, pointing their guns at the cabin.

　　"Everyone, don't move!"

　　"Don't move!"

　　"Peng peng!"

　　"...!"

　　Whether it was Su Tianyu or the surrounding police officers, they were shouting and firing, wounding the two followers and the co-pilot who had the ability to resist in the cabin.

　　Inside the cabin, Wang Xiong crawled out in a disheveled state, cursing with a face full of blood, "I fuck your mother, are you even crazier than me?!"

　　Hou Guoyu rushed over and launched a flying kick.

　　"Peng!"

　　Wang Xiong, who had barely managed to stand, flew one and a half meters and crashed into the cabin wall, his brain spinning.

　　Hou Guoyu stepped forward, grabbed Wang Xiong by the collar, and, swinging his right fist, punched him in the face again and again: "Cnm's, the Dragon City legal system saved you!!!"

　　Su Tianyu glanced at Hou Guoyu and cursed with lingering fear, "Luckily, I fucking became a coast guard, otherwise this guy would definitely be a menace!"

　　After speaking, Su Tianyu dropped his gun and was the first to call Li Mingsheng: "The man is apprehended."

　　"With him apprehended, everything is easy to talk about," Li Mingsheng replied.

　　Five minutes later.

　　Three military vehicles arrived at the scene, and more than twenty people got out and directly apprehended Fang Zheng in the office.

　　Three minutes later.

　　Four truckloads of people from the Coast Guard Division arrived, blocking everyone in the office building and shouting with their guns raised.

　　"What the fuck, the person's been caught, what else is there to say?! Release the people!"

　　"Release the people!!!"

　　"...!"

　　The shouts of sixty or seventy people echoed through the freight yard.

　　In the office, the intelligence officer looked down at the scene outside the window and immediately jumped up and cursed, "Investigate thoroughly, we must investigate thoroughly! How could we let criminals infiltrate our base?! And even have a helicopter stolen?!"