Red and blue lights appeared on the narrow path below.

The police followed the sound, and there were dozens of SATs armed with live ammunition in the car behind. They would arrive at the scene in less than 5 minutes.

There are wolves in front and tigers behind. Gin reaches into his arms, and Vodka opens his eyes curiously...

Snap!

"Brother, don't smoke at this time...give me one."

Gin threw the cigarette box over and reached out to Vermouth:

"Mirror."

After hesitating for a moment, Vermouth handed over the mirror.

After getting the mirror, Gin used the reflection to see the position of Ishikawa Hide and others, and found that most of their bodies were exposed, and more than a dozen people stood in a row...

Looking at the impact points of the submachine gun bullets, most of them hit the Porsche 356a where they were hiding, almost turning it into a sieve.

Fortunately, Gin also installed steel plates on the car body, which was able to barely withstand the shooting.

With a twinkle in his pupils, Gin said:

"Their target is us..."

"Let Cohen and Chianti find an opportunity to knock down the man in the middle!"

Vodka immediately notified Chianti and Cohen who were hiding in a jeep not far away.

"Hey, Cohen!"

Under the hail of bullets, Chianti rolled down the window and shouted outside:

“Can you see the top of the mountain?”

"My vision is limited here!"

Cohen looked over the rear wheel of the Jeep and nodded:

"able."

"Knock them down!"

Chianti gnashed his teeth and said:

"Kill the leader first!"

"Bourbon, why didn't you react? Are you scared?"

Sitting behind the car door, Bourbon looked out quietly at the mountain without answering, as if thinking about something.

"Tsk, what a hassle!"

Chianti cursed inwardly, risking his life to climb out of the window, picked up the PSG-1, checked the magazine, and loaded it:

"Cohen, are you ready?"

"Um."

The taciturn Cohen nodded.

"Get started!"

The two men, one on the left and one on the right, simultaneously extended their sniper rifles out of the cover and aimed at Ishikawa Hide on the top of the mountain.

In the sight, one person locked onto the center of the eyebrows, and the other locked onto the chest.

Ishikawa Hide was completely unaware that there was a bottomless abyss under his feet. His face was tense as he loaded a new magazine and took out a melon-shaped grenade from his waist.

Things are different now.

"Brother Ryunosuke, let me put an end to what I was unable to do back then today."

Ishikawa Hide whispered to himself, and was about to bite the pull ring...

Bang!

“Brother!!!”

A black shadow flashed before his eyes, and a younger brother suddenly rushed up and stood in front of Ishikawa Hide, turning his thin body into an insurmountable shield and blocking two fatal bullets for Ishikawa Hide.

Blood spurted out, and the bullet, with its powerful impact, easily penetrated the bulletproof vest. The younger brother took two steps back and fell to the ground with a bang.

"Muto!!!"

"hateful!!!"

After a brief silence, gunfire rang out, and countless bullets were fired at the jeep. At the same time...

Gin and Vermouth took the opportunity to rush out of the cover and fired back.

The sirens down the mountain are getting closer...

"Brother Ishikawa, it's time for us to retreat!"

A younger brother shouted to Ishikawa Hide who was kneeling behind him:

"The police are coming soon!"

Blood gushed out and couldn't be stopped.

Ishikawa Hide's eyes were red as he pressed on Muto's bleeding abdomen, speaking incoherently:

"Muto, don't die... don't die..."

"I promised your wife that I would take you home..."

"Hmm..."

Muto, whose pupils had already begun to dilate slightly, pushed Ishikawa Hide with all his strength as he was conscious for the last moment.

"Brother, let's go..."

His arms dropped, his breathing stopped, and only the blinding blood continued to flow out.

At this moment, Ishikawa Hide finally understood that even after 12 years, he was still the helpless young man.

He also suddenly realized why his elder brother Ryunosuke chose to face the nightmare alone.

Some things are destined to be endured alone.

A hint of coldness hit his face, and raindrops fell from the sky continuously, washing away the scarlet blood.

Ishikawa Hide stared at the sky, lost in thought.

“Brother!”

The police car was getting closer and closer. Seeing that the situation was not good, the brothers put away their submachine guns and ran to set up Ishikawa Hide:

"Retreat quickly!"

"Take Muto with you. I said I would take him home."

Ishikawa Hide bit the pull ring and threw the grenade off the cliff.

Then...

Without even looking at it, he turned and got into the car.

The two vans quickly went down the mountain along the path at the top of the mountain and disappeared.

And that grenade...

In front of Gin and others, he rolled under the jeep.

Bourbon, Cohen, and Chianti reacted quickly, rolling forward and leaping, narrowly avoiding the explosion.

but...

Barrett M82A1 sniper rifle, scrapped.

The Beretta M92F also ran out of bullets. Gin put away his gun, grabbed a handful of vodka, and shouted:

"retreat!"

Six people squeezed into the Porsche 356a, making the already tight compartment even more crowded.

The battered antique car has suffered pain that it shouldn't have to endure at its age.

After the Porsche 356a drove away, the police rushed to the scene with SAT, and Shanshan arrived late.

The inspector of the Fourth Investigation Section, who was in charge of investigating violent groups and organized crime, got out of the car. Empty brass bullet casings were scattered under his feet, and burnt marks were floating in the air.

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