Experience in building a branch of Crab Castle King in Hong Kong and Heilongjiang

The port mafia headquarters suffered a joint attack from unknown forces on Christmas Eve.

The citizens of Yokohama, who had been psychologically prepared for this, were not surprised. They closed their doors and closed their homes for the holidays, and did not hear anything outside the window, allowing the sound of explosions outside to continue.

This is like a test for the new leader who has just come to power for less than half a year. I want to see if this guy is stronger than the previous Mori Ogai who overwhelmed the entire Yokohama underground forces... ...or is it weaker?

"This kind of thing is hard to evaluate." Sitting on the plane, Zhong Yuan Zhong also handed over the tablet in his hand to his subordinates. He had memorized the three coordinate information on it, "I only know that the death of Chief Sen is true. It means that the bastard Dazai will take over this position. All the executives have witnessed this handover."

Holding the tablet in his hands, his face showed worry: "So..."

"So I'm back." Nakahara stood up, and the cabin door in front of him slowly opened, and the strong wind from high altitude poured into it, blowing their hair and clothes flying.

The subordinates recalled that since the cadre Nakaya boarded the plane that was said to be going to Osaka, he really flew to Osaka first, went out for a circle, and then returned to the airport immediately, demanding that the private plane depart immediately for Yokohama.

Now that they have arrived over Yokohama, it is almost nine o'clock in the evening.

What is the point of going around like this and burning aviation oil?

The red-haired young man didn't explain too much, the wind blew the coat on his shoulders fluttering like a black flag.

"It's just...back to the carbine."

The enemy is making moves, and they are also dismantling moves-see whose level is higher.

Anyway, Zhong never bothered to think about these complicated things. The specific operations were all clearly stated in the private message that Dazai sent him later: he just needs to go to Osaka for a while, show his face, and then come back quickly to do things. up.

Osamu Dazai even provided advice on the departure time of the return flight, which is so considerate that it is outrageous.

Thinking of this, Zhong Yuanzhong also jumped out of the cabin without hesitation, letting gravity attract him, and fell from a high altitude.Under the night, his figure is so small.

But looking at the more and more obvious lights below and the map of Yokohama in memory matching each other... The gravity user finally remembered.

Ah, isn't this the residence of the Ghost Whale Gang?

So that's the case, does Qing Macker mean to ask him to demolish the building?OK, old business.

then.

"Meteorite" fell from the sky, hitting the enemy's garrison!

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"Jingle Bell!"

Guan Ye, the leader of the Ghost Whale Gang who was sitting in the armored communication vehicle directing the battle, heard the internal phone ring, grabbed it and listened, and his expression suddenly changed: "What? Impossible! Isn't that guy still in Osaka..."

The house was stolen!The news shocked Guan Ye.

The Ghost Whale gang joined forces with three other forces to launch a surprise attack on the port mafia. Because of the destruction of the previous munitions warehouse, the official forces intervened in the investigation in advance-they had no choice but to choose to launch an attack in advance.

In order to arrange today's situation, the Ghost Whale Gang used 5000 million US dollars as a gimmick a few months ago, attracting mercenaries and killers at home and abroad to try various assassination methods, and let this group of cannon fodder attract the investigation attention of the port mafia direction.Then Guan Ye took in the remnants of Mimic, who had a great hatred against Hong Kong gangsters, as a disguise to cover up the real purpose-in fact, it was the other three organizations that were really working hard.

The port mafia has occupied Yokohama's underground market for many years, and other forces have long been dissatisfied with this "leader". Moreover, there are rumors that the new leader is a young man who is not yet a weak crown... Don't take advantage of this time to make a fuss In the field, do you have to wait for the other party to sit firmly in the seat before making a move?

The subordinates at the side also heard the call just now, so they asked worriedly: "President, what should we do? That bastard Zhongya Chuya will blow up the station!"

Guan Ye was silent for a few seconds, "Go and call some cadres back, I need to discuss countermeasures urgently."

"it is good."

The subordinate turned around in a panic, but unexpectedly, the leader Guan Ye quietly raised his gun at his back...

"Clap."

The subordinate who was shot in the back fell to the ground. He died in confusion and confusion. Before he died, he was still thinking that someone had hacked into the communication vehicle?

"I'm sorry, Xunjiro." Guan Ye put away his gun helplessly, watched the turbid blood slowly flow over, and said without changing his face: "In this situation, letting them know that our rear has been severely injured will only Morale plummeted... If you want to solve the problem, you can only kill the port mafia headquarters in front of you!"

Having said that, he raised his eyes again, and looked at the blazing fire in the square outside the front window with extra coldness.

"Besides... I still have a trick to use."

***

"Back move?"

The black-haired young man sitting in the chief's office room in Building No. [-] laughed slowly.

He stood by the thick double-glazed French windows, looking down at the hail of bullets and bullets below.

He is actually a very young guy, and he is inexplicably cute when he smiles, but in this situation where his side has suffered heavy losses and all his subordinates are in a hard fight, it is very strange that he can still laugh.

"The middle also returns to its place."

"The black lizard is out."

"Hongye confronted Mimic's remnant leader."

"Sigh... there are still too few people available, Dunjun and Xiaoyin have just arrived, so they won't be of much use..."

"Ah, I almost forgot, my back move is on the way~"

He murmured softly, his iris-colored pupils reflected the ever-increasing flames below, making him look extraordinarily obscure and deep.

Burn it, burn it all up.

At least let this fire on Christmas Eve burn all enemies who dare to resist the port mafia on the Yokohama site in the next few years-all to ashes!

…………

……

"Huh! Huh! I can't do it anymore, I can't crawl..."

In Building No. [-], a fat man carrying a modern compound bow and quiver collapsed on the escape stairs almost collapsed, and the sound of firefights not far away could be clearly heard.

"You can't do it again?" Taketori Che, who was exploring the way ahead while trying to backstab the enemy, was speechless, "Brother Fan, you have a weak kidney."

"I have kidney deficiency! I have a disease! I'm not a man!" The fat man went all out in order not to climb the stairs, slandering himself crazily, "Sister Harada, please spare my brother...you go find your companion, I'll rest... rest one time……"

Before Taketori could answer, several enemies with live ammunition crashed into the fire escape on the floor where they were, and the iron door was overwhelmed and smashed on the floor of the passage under their violent door breaking method.

"Bang bang bang!"

Taketori Che, who had foreseen the existence of the enemy in advance, fired first. Due to the accuracy of the equipment itself, the bullets of the semi-automatic rifle instantly swept across the iron handrails and dusty concrete steps, shooting out an astonishing cloud of dust, accompanied by Among them are several flowers of blood mist that suddenly bloomed.

Puff!

Several enemies fell down full of anger and regret.

Brother Fan, who was sitting on the steps, stared wide-eyed, oh my god, if Harada's sister was slow to fire for a second just now, he would be the one who fell down!

He was so frightened that he just recovered a little bit of his supernatural power. He hurriedly ran up under the cover of the girl, and at the same time slapped himself, saying: "The road is difficult, the road is difficult! There are many divergent roads, Where are you today?"

As soon as the words fell, his speed of going up the stairs was obviously a lot faster...

"No way. Do you need to use abilities to climb stairs?"

As a genuine hunk mercenary, Taketori Che looked a little contemptuous of this little fat guy who was panting after two steps.But Brother Fan could only explain with an apologetic smile: "Mr. Guangjin used to allow me to strengthen and play support for others. If I can't run fast, won't it be a drag on everyone?"

"That's why I said continue to carry you on my back."

"How can I do that!" Brother Fan, who was blessed by his own ability, said with awe-inspiring righteousness, "Sister Harada, you are a sharpshooter, and I can see clearly brother this way...so I can't slow down your shooting speed!"

Taketori Che actually wanted to say that there is no difference between me carrying you and a two-hundred-jin sow. Anyway, it is not a particularly heavy thing for her, but it is rare for someone to think about herself like this, and the girl immediately showed happiness. smile.

"That's right! Creatures like men are useless at all, they will only slow down my drawing speed!"

Brother Fan: ...

Brother Fan: "Yes, sister Harada, we are good sisters now, let's move on!"

Although Taketori Che always felt that something was weird, he still went to a higher floor with the other party.

Now they are on the [-]th floor, walking all the way, fortunately, Brother Fan has the authority card of the "Black Lizard" unit on his body, which can open the isolation door between the fire exits, otherwise, if Taketori Che did it himself, he would not know what to do. What a waste of time.

The reason why they didn't take the elevator was because someone deliberately broke the electric switch of the whole building at the beginning of the battle, and the elevator stopped working completely.Building No. [-] was instantly plunged into a dark firefight, and whenever there was light, it meant the loss of at least one life.

Along the way, the two teamed up to kill many miscellaneous soldiers, picked up two pieces of body armor from the corpses, and put on the night vision goggles carried by the enemy, so they didn't count as black eyes when they ran.

Taketori Che knew that Captain Honda Keita and the others were on the 28th floor, and now the large army of enemies outside had almost rushed to this floor.

"Does the enemy want to run from the sky to the third building where the leader is?" She asked deliberately pretending to be careless.

Sure enough, Brother Fan didn't notice the strange expression of this companion in the dark, and replied directly: "Probably... Do you think there are a few hundred of them? Or thousands of people... I don't know! Anyway, apart from me who is holding back the surrounding Except for the members of the party, everyone rushed into Building No. [-]! It looks like they are going to capture Building No. [-] and then launch an attack on Building No. [-]!"

"Is that so..." Taketori Che muttered to himself, while stepping up the steps under his feet still didn't stop, "I always feel... a bit strange."

Anyway, after ten minutes or so, they finally arrived at the 28th floor. After secretly opening the door, they found that this floor was almost completely destroyed by bullets and abilities.There were several places where the glass was completely shattered, and the cold wind blowing in from high altitude made the whole floor chilly.

In the dark, Taketori Che saw how her captain's "hand of air" fought against the enemy's supernatural powers—so she touched it secretly again, killed all the enemy personnel along the way, and While the enemy leader hadn't fully come to his senses, he rushed over.

Eat my backstab!

"Ugh!" The enemy leader was caught off guard by her stabbing through the heart, and before he died, he angrily accused, "You are despicable!"

"I'm not despicable, I'm using my advantage in human resources to encircle and suppress you, an intruder, reasonably." After finishing speaking, Taketori Che stepped on his face, mixing the remaining words that the enemy wanted to curse with blood foam. stepped back.

This supernatural being died with nothing to rest on his eyes.

At this moment Keita Honda was relieved when he saw her coming, "It's good that you are fine, Harada."

When he said this, his expression remained unchanged, his hair was still greasy, but the blood slid down his face, whether it was his or the enemy's blood.

"It's just a small scene," Taketori Che boasted skillfully, "I've seen a lot!"

Fat Brother Fan at the side saw that this floor was temporarily safe, so he hurried to heal the wounds of a few team members who survived but were more or less injured.

At this moment, Taketori Che saw a few red and green dots approaching at a very fast speed from the sea surface outside the French windows of the building not far away under the cover of night.

"Captain, what's that?"

She asked suspiciously, but in the next second, Taketori Che would know!

It's an airplane!The lights she saw earlier were small lights embedded in the aircraft shell flickering!

"Wait?!" Keita Honda's expression also changed, "How could the plane... that flight direction be..."

Rumble!

The private plane crashed into Building No. [-], and the flames and gray smoke exploded in an instant!Amidst the billowing black smoke, the impacted floor began to appear crumbling!

Everyone who saw this scene was stunned.

"Fuck!"

"This is……"

"That's where the chief's office is! The enemy is very close to him!"

It turned out that this was the real killing move of the Ghost Whale Gang.

The $5000 million reward is a gimmick.

Concentrating firepower on Building No. [-] and making the appearance of an air strike is shaming.

The real masterminds of the four organizations, the absolute killer moves - all bet on the plane that crazily crashed into the core building!

True and false, false and true.

"Fuck!" Taketori yelled, thinking of someone robbing him of money, he wished he could turn into an angry King Kong and cut down all the ghosts and ghosts, "Reenacting the 911 incident, these bastards! The person who came up with this plan is really a genius ! I'm going over now!"

However, everyone else looked at her blankly.

Fortunately, Keita Honda spoke a few seconds later: "What were you doing... Harada?"

"I……"

Taketori Che's thoughts changed sharply, and he quickly found an excuse that no one could find fault with.

"I'm going to protect the leader!"

As soon as he said a word, it was deafening, and everyone was in awe.

There is nothing wrong with this statement!

As long as I, Taketori Che, kill the leader of the port mafia, I can save him/her from dying at the hands of foreign enemies-this is considered "protection"!

Everyone who didn't know the truth was almost moved by Taketori Che's speech of loyalty MAX. They didn't know that she didn't want to protect some leader at all, but couldn't bear the behavior of someone stealing the head from her!

"But how do you get there? The fastest way to get to the first floor from here is to jump down—but you will die! This is the 28th floor!"

"Building No. 30 where we are now is at least [-] meters away from Building No. [-]!"

"You can't control the gravity like Zhongya, flying around..."

A group of teammates engaged in logistics talked a lot.At this moment, Fat Brother Fan, who had been listening silently, suddenly raised his hand.

"I have a method to get you, Harada sister, to reach Building No. [-] as quickly as possible... Do you want to try it?"

One minute later, everyone found hemp rope, weaved it into a strong enough rope, and tied it to the end of the arrow, while the fat man standing on the edge of the broken window sill looked solemn, turned his head and asked, "Are you ready? "

Taketori nodded.

I saw Brother Fan holding a golden-red modern compound bow, slowly raising it, aiming at the tail of the aircraft on the building opposite - this is the shortest distance calculated by the logistics staff through their eyes, and it is also the only length that the rope can reach.

"When drawing a bow, be strong; when using an arrow, be long."

Brother Fan recited this ancient poem quietly. When he activated his supernatural ability, he was completely different from the previous appearances of being greedy for life and fear of death, and pissing off.Even though the others couldn't understand what he was saying, they couldn't help but keep quiet.

"——Shoot a man first, shoot a horse, catch a thief first, and catch the king first!"

A golden light appeared on the modern arrow, and there seemed to be a low roar of the north wind faintly.In the next second, it ejected from the building at a speed close to an afterimage, dragged the hemp rope behind it, and made a whistling sound comparable to the speed of sound in mid-air, and the last arrow pierced into the steel skin of the plane!

Even because of its overpowering power, the already crumbling plane seems to have a tendency to explode a second time...

You know, this is just the most common iron arrow.

Taketori Che's eyes lit up when she saw this, and she shouted "Brother Fan is amazing!" Without needing to be reminded to hurry up, she accelerated and rushed forward, jumping off the platform on the 28th floor!

Below her feet was the empty sky, and the bottom had long been burned into a scorching sea of ​​flames.

Seeing that his body was about to fall, Taketori Che put the rifle in his hand above his head in a calm manner and stuck it on the hemp rope. The downward arc quickly slid down from mid-air!

"Whoa!"

There was a screeching sound of friction between the hemp rope and the surface of the gun, but Taketori turned a deaf ear to it. Seeing that she was getting closer and closer to the private jet painted in black on the outside, she became more and more nervous—as expected, a figure with a gun flashed out , Fired mercilessly at himself in mid-air!

Bang bang bang!

The flames erupting from the Gatling machine gun are like blooming gorgeous flowers of death.

Seeing that the rope was broken by a stray bullet, and his cheek was accidentally scratched by a bullet, and showing a trace of blood, Taketori Che took a deep breath, and finally spun on the rope with force, and the whole person was thrown to the top of the plane shell to go.

At the same time, the rope broke into seven or eight knots behind her, and she fell straight down.

Taketori Che was thrown onto the top of the plane with a "bang", landing on all fours to absorb the impact.Although he tried his best to control the strength and angle, he was forced to roll on the plane before barely restraining the tendency to slide forward.Immediately afterwards, she heard the sound of more bullets shooting upwards from the cabin, chasing towards herself!

The girl didn't dare to stay for a second, and ran forward with both hands and feet, rolling and crawling, as if there was a leopard chasing her for a syrup.But to be honest, the Gatling bullets sprayed with gun flames are much harder than wild African leopards... The amazing thing is that even on the top of the long and smooth aircraft shell, Taketori Che's shoes did not slip, and nothing happened. The tragic event of accidentally falling out of the safe area.

Moreover, half of the fuselage, which was billowing black smoke in front of it, plunged into the interior of the floor of Building No. [-], and there was an obvious tendency to break with the fuselage at the rear.

Therefore, Taketori Che's run was not only to avoid Gatling's attack below, but also to reach the front faster!

Sure enough, as the steel bars gradually broke and the middle of the cabin shell was cut off, sparks were emitted from the broken wires. Taketori Che noticed the huge gap just a few steps away. She used her legs again and jumped forward desperately. Turning around at the same time, the firearm in his arms fired downwards, breaking the little steel bars and iron sheets that last maintained the two sections of the cabin.

"No!"

The strong man, who was only two steps behind her, was caught off guard. No matter how frantically Gatling fired, he couldn't save the situation. He could only watch helplessly as the rear half of the broken cabin fell, and finally hit the ground in a sea of ​​flames, causing a huge explosion.

Taketori Che fell face-to-face into the front half of the cabin, and slid along the aisle carpet all the way to the enemy's feet.

It was a man with dyed blond hair. He was exchanging fire with members of the port mafia in front of him. When he looked down, he saw a little girl with a bloody face fall in. He pulled out the pistol from his waist. The gun was pointed at her and he pulled the trigger frantically. !

The girl was forced to roll sideways, and the bullets chased her and punched a row of neat holes in the purple carpet, but she hid behind the seat beside her in desperation. The chopping knife was unsheathed, and it was thrown out along the little gap under the seat!

"Pfft!"

The sound of flesh and blood being cut was so obvious to her, it turned out that the cold flying knife had chopped at the opponent's calf and cut it off directly!

The blond man who suddenly became disabled bent down in pain, but what greeted him was the cold and ruthless black muzzle of Taketori Che who was lying on the ground.

boom!

***

boom!

A similar sound happened at the door of the chief's office.

The door was knocked open, and members of the guerrillas directly under the leader rushed in. The leader in a black suit persuaded: "Boss, the enemy launched an aircraft impact from the 25th floor, and they have already reached the 27th floor! There are still a few more floors and they will approach you." The location! The brothers below can’t last too long! Please leave immediately with us to go to the top floor and leave by helicopter, even if we risk our lives, we will protect you!”

"Oh?" Osamu Dazai still looked peaceful at this time, sitting on a leather chair, wearing a black coat, and a long red scarf around his neck, as if he was not the target of the 911 attack. Same.

"Bei Dao, you mean that you want me to abandon the many subordinates who are still fighting hard, the port mafia headquarters that is in flames and collapse, and... everything that Mr. Mori handed over to me? You mean that ?"

The tone of Osamu Dazai, the leader of the port mafia, was very gentle, without any tyrannical meaning, but such a few simple words scared a large group of people in front of them to kneel on one knee.

"Subordinates don't dare to think like this!" Bei Dao said profusely with tears, "We are just... just worried about your safety!"

He is an old subordinate of Osamu Dazai, and he has been working under this black-haired young man since Dazai joined the port mafia.

"My safety is unimportant, and the weight of my life is no different from everyone else's." Dazai said with a gentle expression, "In fact, the so-called leader is the biggest 'slave' of an organization...Go to fight, gentlemen, If you don't want me to die and want to protect me, block the enemy's footsteps outside the door of this room!"

The subordinates eventually withdrew.

Dazai closed his eyes, as if he wanted to listen to the sounds of fighting and bullets getting closer in the darkness, and finally sighed slightly.

After Bei Dao left the chief's office in shame, he immediately arranged a careful defensive front, layer by layer to reach the attacks of the enemy's abilities.

Since [-]% of the port mafia's fighting strength is in the second building beside it, it will take some time for those people to rush over, so what he can use at hand is the guerrillas directly under the leader.

Be sure to hold the enemy!Hold on until rescue arrives!

Bei Dao secretly made up his mind and asked his subordinates: "I remember that in the last few floors of our building, the gates of each floor are protected by a 108-digit irregular real-time password system, unless someone knows the 108-digit password in advance..."

"Yes!" The subordinate said confidently, "If you don't crack the code, even if you use bombs like C4 to forcibly blast them, they won't be able to come up so easily!"

***

"Password?" The leader of the supernatural beings laughed loudly, the stumped limbs and broken arms under his feet were mixed with blood, making the entire 27th floor as terrifying as Shura Hell, "There is an inner ghost among you!"

After that, he threw the mobile phone to the subordinate at the side. The short subordinate laughed a few times, walked to the gate with the mobile phone in his hand, and quickly entered a 108-digit real-time password that was irregular and changed every 3 minutes.

Once a wrong input is made, the door will be completely locked. This thick alloy door, which is comparable to a bank vault, protects the leader like a door god.

"drop--"

The code worked, the green light on the door came on, the door god retreated, and the door slowly opened.

"Let's go, brothers, let's go and see what the new leader of the port mafia is capable of!"

At the same time, sitting in the computer room on the third basement floor of the port mafia building, a figure slowly stood up.

Beside him lay the corpses of several engineers in disorder.

time to go.His work is done.

While pouring the prepared gasoline in the room, the man slowly paid attention to leaving the line, and was about to light the lighter and throw it in as soon as he left...

However, a tall and mighty figure quietly blocked the only exit, and said coldly: "I found you...'Dragonfly'!"

The man code-named "Dragonfly" raised his head and looked at the unfriendly guy, with a confused look on his face: "Dragonfly? Where are dragonflies? It's very cold this season."

"Stop pretending." Billy, who was wearing a blue-and-white striped hospital gown, walked into the computer room step by step, with a gold-plated pen stuck in his jacket pocket, "Is it you who killed Junzaburo Ito? A few days ago It was you who shot me in the heart with a gun at night... the marksmanship is good, but the power is a bit weak."

"Dragonfly" restrained the confusion and hypocrisy on his face, revealing his original ruthlessness.

"So that's it, you came here to avenge that brat." He sneered and pulled out two Glock 17 pistols hidden in the gun pocket under his arm, "As for you, I have already told the people in the logistics department I'm going to change to two weapons with a larger caliber..."

He took a step forward, and the light from the computer screen beside him shone on the guy's face, revealing his true face.

Yuuto Ibuki.

He is very popular, has a good temper, and likes to accumulate various connections. Few people dislike him, and even a little girl as difficult to coax as Taketori Che has a good impression of him.

He was an undercover agent sent by the police, but in the end he shot and killed his downline Junzaburo Ito.He was valued and reused by the Central Plains, but in the end he handed over the most secret defense system code to the enemy.

"Before I do it, I want to ask a question." Billy stared at him firmly, "What are you doing for?"

"My motive?" Ibuki Yuto tilted his head, his face showing some cold light, "Probably for money..."

boom!

Before the words fell, he fired.

At the same time, Billy, who had been on guard for a long time, stretched his muscles and shot straight up from the ground like a cannonball, jumping to the top of the rectangular server shell beside him.

Suddenly, Billy smelled some pungent smell, said badly to himself, and looked down to see Yuto Ibuki not only did not intend to entangle with himself, but rushed to the exit at the fastest speed, and smiled at him: "Goodbye. "

Yuuto Ibuki fired again, this time not hitting people, but hitting gasoline traces on the ground.

Accompanied by the sparks flickering between the electric light and the flint, a thick and long red "fire snake" sprang up in the computer room instantly, and unimaginable explosions and flames exploded from this room full of precision instruments!

Yuto Ibuki hid behind the load-bearing wall to avoid the first wave of shock after the explosion. When he came out, he saw the burning computer room and the charred wreckage inside.

Should be dead?

He was thinking like this, but unexpectedly, a tall evil ghost with flames all over his body climbed up from the ground. The original hospital gown was burned, and he rushed towards him without any regard for life and death.

"Go to hell, bastard!" Billy let out a tearing roar of pain from his throat injured by the thick smoke and explosion. He seemed to be a chariot killed from hell, and the ability [muscle fiber] was cast at this moment. To the fullest.

Yuto Ibuki's confident expression changed. He fired both guns and kept pulling the trigger. In a blink of an eye, he poured all the 36 9mm bullets in the magazine on the evil spirit who was rushing towards him!

"Click!"

"Click!"

The firearm that has been emptied of bullets makes a crisp and clear sound of the trigger being pulled.

Billy in front of Yuto Ibuki was almost instantly beaten into a bloody man, but something was still burning in his eyes, that kind of sad and angry thing, turning this tall young man into something burning with iron and The monster of fire also made Ibuki Yuuto involuntarily think of the young man who died under his gun that day.

Ito...Ito, is this your friend?

boom!

Intense blood and gunpowder smoke rushed towards him in the blink of an eye, and Billy, who was scorched all over his body, was as fast as a bolt of lightning, hugging the slightly dazed enemy, and hugging him tightly in his arms.At the same time, his whole body's muscles were tense like a steel plate at this moment, and he wanted to strangle Ibuki Yuto to death in his arms!

Yuto Ibuki wanted to shoot, but the gun was out of bullets.

He stretched out his hand to struggle, trying to use any kind of fighting and escape technique he had learned before to break free from this "big net" that trapped him, but Billy bit by bit his body like a jungle python in the Amazon rainforest. All life was submerged.

Can't breathe, can't think...

"Uh ah ah ah ah!"

The young man covered in blood and bullet wounds roared like a wild animal. Two of them threw themselves on the ground and rolled, one tried to break free, while the other bit his prey tightly.Even though his head was bleeding and scarred, he didn't let go.

Yuuto Ibuki whose bones were crushed abruptly, his consciousness began to blur.

He knew his time was running out.

But at the dying moment of his life, he still thought of that person.

——My younger sister, Linnai, if she doesn't have this money to repay her debts, she will marry the youngest son of that family... That's a scumbag, how can it be... Linnai will not be happy...

Many years ago, Yuto Ibuki knew that being a police officer would not make much money, so he applied for an undercover job to work here, hoping to make some money.

He actually admired Shunzaburo Ito very much. That young man was very keen and had a wonderful intuition—unfortunately, he was too keen. He witnessed the intelligence transaction between himself and the Shadow Society, and was finally killed by himself in the abandoned food processing factory. inside.

In order to get rid of the suspicion, he told the port mafia that Junzaburo Ito was an undercover agent of the public security, intending to leak important confidential information of the organization, and was killed by me.Then he turned around and told his superior public security department that the man was a traitor, colluded with the Shadow Society, and betrayed national interests... Due to sufficient evidence, he washed away the public security department's suspicion of him, and just stepped on the corpse of his own person like this It entered the sight of the upper echelons of Hong Kong and Hei.

In this bloody Christmas Eve incident, he didn't want to intervene, but his father lost a horse betting not long ago, and lost everything.The creditor put forward two repayment conditions, either five times the compensation, or marrying the younger sister to their son.

His younger sister, Ibuki Rina, came from a good university. She was beautiful and gentle, and the boys who chased her in the university could go around the playground.

That scumbag son of your family who can play with women at a young age is also worthy of marrying my sister?

Just at this time, the Shadow Society found him, saying that he might need the topmost real-time password at that time... Once it was done, those people would give him a large amount of money enough to pay off all the family's debts as a reward.

No need to face the enemy head-on, no need to face those partners who fought side by side in the past.Just figure out a way to deal with those unarmed computer engineers...

Great.

Yuuto Ibuki thought.

Anyway, I am an undercover agent of the police, and I am not the same as you.

"Ibuki Yuto... until now, do you think..." Billy couldn't help roaring as he felt the enemy's breathing getting weaker and weaker in his arms, "do you think you are still a qualified police officer! Fart! You This traitor! Jun Saburo and I will never forgive you, and those who were betrayed, hurt or even killed by you - send me to hell!"

……traitor?

Yuuto Ibuki's pupils constricted to the extreme, his complexion turned blue.

Maybe.

I'm all...all for the happiness of my family...

The next second, he suddenly felt an unspeakable pain coming from his eyes, like a cold needle tip being heated by fire. The strange scalding heat and the pain of being forcibly stabbed in his vision made him let out a final scream.

——It was a gold-plated Parker pen, which inexplicably fell out of the pocket of the broken hospital gown on Billy's upper body, the cap fell off strangely, and the nib stuck directly into the man's eye socket!

It was as if... an invisible third hand held this small pen and pierced it through the last life of the enemy.

Blood stained the golden pen again, just as its living bearer had before death.

Billy finally let go of this cold and stiff corpse, regardless of the blood and bullet wounds all over his body, looked at the discarded pen that fell into the pool of blood, and sat in the underground computer room crying like a child.

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At this time, Taketori Che was also in poor condition. She was wearing a gas mask picked up from the firefighting equipment on her head, and she was panting heavily while running.The air in front of her was filled with a large piece of ash and black smoke, her vision was greatly hindered, but the touch under her feet was indeed very smooth and delicate.