Ke Xue: A small wish list

"boom!"

The muzzle of the gun was still smoking, and it was stuffed into a large black windbreaker by its owner. Under the black hat brim, a pair of gloomy eyes looked faintly at the body lying in a pool of blood...

"Brother! I found the thing!"

Vodka walked out of the study, carrying a black suitcase in his hand, and raised his hand to signal to Gin.

Gin withdrew his gaze and nodded to Vodka. The two of them walked out of the room and drifted away in the corridor. Not long after, the fire and smoke caused by the explosion rose...

Gin held a slender lady's cigarette in the corner of his mouth, and wisps of green smoke slowly floated up. His eyes were as cold as frost, watching the black smoke in the distance floating straight into the sky.

"Let's go!"

Vodka heard the order, quickly started the car, quickly drove away from downstairs, and walked towards the other end of the city...

The top floor of a hotel...

In front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, Belmod watched with interest the thick black smoke rising in the distance. He gently shook the wine glass in his hand, and the bright red blood-like wine rose and fell on the wall of the glass...

"Gin, your actions lately have become more and more rough~"

Putting the wine glass on the table aside, he turned and walked towards the bedroom. After taking only two steps, his cell phone rang...

"Is something wrong?"

Belmod's frivolous voice came from the receiver, and Gin frowned: "It's time for you to join the action!"

Belmod returned to the floor-to-ceiling window, sat on the sofa, picked up the wine glass and said with a smile: "Can't you handle it by yourself? Why should I intervene?"

Gin had veins popping out on his forehead. He tried hard to calm down and said as calmly as possible: "This is no reason for you to be lazy!"

Hearing the impatience in Gin's tone, Bermod said calmly: "Okay~ I will participate tomorrow~"

Gin: "You..."

Belmode didn't wait for Gin to get angry and hung up the phone. Gin listened to the busy signal from the phone and couldn't suppress his suppressed anger anymore. He crushed the phone and said, "Asshole!!!"

Vodka shrank his neck and put the gear on silently...

Belmod chuckled twice, drank the wine in the glass, stood up and stretched, returned to the bedroom, put on a mask and lay down beautifully...

Judy received an order asking her to mobilize agents to support Shuichi Akai, who was isolated and helpless in Japan. Judy signed the appointment expressionlessly and approved some agents to go to Tokyo...

Akai Shuichi pressed the earphone with his left hand and his eyes flashed: "Okay!"

After hanging up the communication, his eyes calmly looked at the endless traffic in the distance. News came from the nails within the organization that a batch of arms was about to enter Tokyo recently, and they planned to intercept this batch of arms.

In order to prevent the organization from obtaining this batch of arms, the FBI's top brass required all potential agents in Japan to move the items before the organization could obtain them.

Akai Shuichi accepted this task. He felt that this was an opportunity, an opportunity to confront Gin head-on. His eyes reflected him on the glass and the two tall men standing behind him.

Akai Shuichi turned around and looked at the two people: "The transfer order has been issued. I hope everyone will try their best to cooperate. After the arms are transferred, I plan to set up a trap there. Whether Gin can be captured depends on this time!"

The two men immediately stood at attention and performed a military salute: "Understood!"

In the middle of the night, a cruise ship sailed into the port, and batches of goods were put into the designated warehouse by forklifts. Afterwards, people left the building and the entire terminal fell into silence...

However, this peace did not last long. More than thirty people wearing night clothes walked into a warehouse and opened wooden boxes one by one with crowbars. Then Shuichi Akai walked out from behind the crowd.

Looking at the guns, ammunition, and explosives in the box, Akai Shuichi's pupils shrank. Half of the warehouse was filled with identical wooden boxes...

"These weapons can fully support a small battle. What do they want to do with so many arms!?"

After scanning the warehouse, Shuichi Akai waved his hands: "Do it!"

Pickups drove in one after another, and everyone immediately started moving things. Ten minutes later, the entire warehouse was moved cleanly, not even a hair was left.

Two kilometers away from the warehouse, Shuichi Akai lay on the rooftop of an unfinished building and set up a sniper rifle. He was like a hunter, quietly waiting for his prey to appear...

The other dispatched agents, except for those who had moved away from the arms, were all hiding in the woods not far from the warehouse. The guns in their hands were already loaded, and one agent after another watched the warehouse with bated breath.

At dawn, five pickup trucks and three vans drove over from a distance. At the end of the convoy, a Porsche 356A followed closely behind.

Akai Shuichi pressed the earphone: "Here it comes! Get ready for battle!"

The warehouse was opened, a car drove in, and the intercom placed beside Vodka rang: "Report! The items are not in the warehouse!"

Vodka hit the brakes and the car stopped. He turned his head and looked at Gin who was concentrating with his eyes closed: "Brother! What should we do now?"

Gin opened his eyes, his eyes were full of indifference, and his tone was solemn: "Withdraw!"

Vodka quickly pressed the intercom: "Withdraw!"

The Porsche 356A spun in circles and quickly turned around...

"boom!"

A bullet hit the front windshield of the Porsche 356A, and dense cracks immediately covered half of the glass. Vodka quickly lowered his body: "Brother! There is an ambush!"

Gin also lowered his body, took out his gun and looked at the bullet stuck on the glass with cold eyes: "Sniper!"

On the other side, the lurking agent pulled the trigger almost at the same time, and the gun equipped with a silencer spit out gunfire...

The members of the organization did not react for a while and were caught off guard. They suffered heavy losses in that moment.

Akai Shuichi pulled the gun bolt, and a golden cartridge case exited the gun chamber. The cartridge case fell to the ground with wisps of smoke. Akai Shuichi looked at the stopped Porsche 356A below expressionlessly...

Gin analyzed calmly: "He's on the left front! Vodka!"

Vodka understood and stepped on the accelerator. The car sped forward. Gin turned over and got out of the car, and the trunk of the car opened in time.

Gin picked up the sniper rifle in the trunk, rolled on the spot, and hid in the woods nearby.

"boom!"

The front wheel of the Porsche 356A was blown out, sweat dripped from Vodka's forehead, and the car swung its tail. He jumped out of the car and hid behind a stone on the side of the road.

Akai Shuichi quickly stood up and moved his position. He knew very well that Gin's sniping ability was as good as his own. He had already fired twice, and if he didn't move his position, Gin would find him...

This is indeed the case. Gin set up the gun and fired without even taking aim.

"boom!"