The time goes back to 2 hours ago.
"Mingmei, wait a moment!"
In a rental house in Chiba Prefecture, more than 30 kilometers away from Tokyo.
Akai Shuichi grabbed Miyano Akemi's arm:
"Your sister is locked up in the research institute, which is Gin's lair. Going there alone is just suicide!"
"Then I want to go too!"
Miyano Akemi broke free from his arms and shouted:
"Shiho's life is in danger, how can I just stand by and watch?!"
"open!"
"Calm down..."
Akai Shuichi looked at her helplessly:
"This is Chiba Prefecture, 30 kilometers from Tokyo. Now that the typhoon has landed, it's too late to go there."
"I'm here to ask for support, don't worry..."
"Besides, isn't Makoto Sakaki also in Tokyo?"
"You said he's very powerful, and he's also a member of the organization, so it must not be difficult for him to save your sister."
Speaking of Sakaki Makoto...
Miyano Akemi lowered her head:
“I can’t get through to him…”
"Something must have happened to them!"
The dark clouds were like a hopeless mountain, and the violent storms blocked the way. It was only thirty kilometers, but it seemed like an insurmountable chasm.
Shuichi Akai finally managed to escape from Tokyo with Akemi Miyano, and just as they settled down, they received a call from Kento Naoi.
Miyano Shiho...
Something happened.
Troubles come one after another, and Akemi Miyano has to go to Tokyo no matter what...
Akai Shuichi couldn't stop him at all.
How could a sister who is willing to sacrifice her life for her sister retreat because of a typhoon?
"It's too late. I have to go."
Miyano Akemi made up her mind, grabbed the car keys and walked towards the door.
Seeing this, Shuichi Akai was helpless and had to take his weapon and follow closely.
"Mingmei, let me drive!"
.............................
Outside the window, there were lightning, thunder, wind and rain.
The howling wind seemed to sweep away everything that stood in its way, and together with lightning and heavy rain, it ravaged Tokyo.
Hiss...
Hiss...
The ceiling light above my head flickered and the voltage was extremely unstable.
Sakaki Makoto sat on the sofa, edited a text message and clicked send.
He raised his head, looked out the window where rain was condensing, and sighed softly:
"It's raining again..."
Then he walked into the study and opened the closet...
A row of suits of the same style hung quietly on the horizontal bar.
Only the coat in the corner seemed a little out of place.
When he lifted his coat, an M3 submachine gun quietly appeared.
Taking out the submachine gun and coat, Makoto Sakaki closed the closet door and began to check the guns.
Eject magazine, 29 rounds total.
Stuck the bolt, opened the dust cover, and there were no abnormalities with the recoil spring, firing pin, and sear.
Can be used.
Boom...
After confirming this, Sakaki Makoto placed it on the table, sat behind the desk, opened the drawer, and took out...
A tin box.
Sleeping in the iron box are two Colt M1911a1 rifles.
MK23...
Abandoned.
Of course, Makoto Sakaki would not use the gun that Gin gave him.
Grabbing a handful of .45 bullets, Makoto Sakaki leaned back in his chair and slowly and evenly pressed the bullets into the extended magazine.
Click...
Click...
Every bullet represents his determination.
A flash of lightning suddenly struck, driving away the darkness and illuminating thousands of homes, making the night as bright as day.
“Is it worth it?”
Asakura Nobuaki held a Bible in his hand, wore a priest's robe, stood in front of the window, and looked at the sky with undercurrents surging:
"There was no plan, no mental preparation..."
"It was totally improvisation."
"That's not your style."
"It happened suddenly and I didn't have time to prepare."
Lowering his eyes, Sakaki Makoto concentrated on loading the bullets and spoke without turning his head.
"so..."
Asakura Nobuaki's face was calm:
“I ask you, is it worth it?”
"If I do this, I may be forced to abandon all my previous efforts..."
"You can be a dragon, so why put yourself in danger for a weed?"
Hearing these words...
Sakaki Makoto smiled and shook his head, but his hands did not slow down:
“You never know what I want.”
"No matter how evil a dragon is, it has feelings, emotions, and joys and sorrows."
"Whether it's stealing something or killing the intruder..."
"With pride or joy, it would sit in front of the cave and confide in the wild grass growing there."
"Day after day, year after year..."
Asakura Nobuaki asked doubtfully:
“Weeds grow everywhere, so why stick to just one?”
“When you walk out of the cave, you will find flowers and sunshine waiting for you.”
"That's different."
After loading one magazine, Sakaki put it on the table and picked up another one:
“For a dragon, no matter how many treasures it plunders or how many enemies it kills, it will always return to its cave.”
“When it is wounded, it licks its wounds and complains to the weeds about its own carelessness or the strength of its opponent.”
"If it gets the holy sword, it will also hold it in front of the weeds and show off complacently."
"One day, the dragon came back from a walk and suddenly found that the cave had been robbed. Its first reaction was not to check for treasures, but to look at the weeds at the entrance of the cave."
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