"Brother, Chianti is finally getting serious!"
The Barrett on the jeep in front of him reflected a cold light, and Voltgar laughed:
"I don't believe that even a Barrett can't penetrate the armor of a pickup truck!"
"Um..."
Gin looked at the nearby terrain and frowned.
After a while of pursuit, they have already forced their way to the border of Tokyo and are about to leave the city and reach the suburbs.
Three kilometers ahead is a rugged mountain road leading to the suburban forest.
There was a helicopter following them overhead, so the possibility of killing Akai Shuichi with a single shot was not high.
"Gin, it seems you've noticed it too."
On the back seat, Vermouth folded her arms with one hand, her whole body hidden in the darkness, and she exhaled a puff of green smoke elegantly, charming and seductive:
"If we shoot Akai Shuichi now, we will most likely be surrounded by the police."
"Why bother so much?"
Beside him, the young man with short blond hair spoke:
"If we delay, something unexpected will happen. We must kill Akai Shuichi as soon as possible!"
"A slippery rat like him will be exploited once he reveals a flaw!"
"kill!"
"Bourbon, don't be so impatient..."
With a seductive arc on her lips, Vermouth chuckled and said:
"I know you really want to kill Akai Shuichi. Boss didn't want to send you out, but he couldn't change your persistence."
"But for one Akai Shuichi, we are all involved..."
"not worth."
Bourbon wanted to say something, but was stopped by a raised hand from the front row:
"Akai Shuichi, you must die today."
"But Vermouth is not wrong. We can't lose our minds for him."
"Vodka, tell Chianti to hold off until we are out of the city before shooting!"
"clear."
Nodding, Vodka took out his cell phone and dialed the number:
"Chianti, don't do anything yet. Wait until the car leaves the city before shooting. Make sure you can kill Akai Shuichi!"
"What?"
Chianti was furious when he heard this:
"I've already pulled out my Barrett, and you won't let me shoot?!"
"This is Big Brother's order."
"....Okay, I got it!"
Throwing the phone onto the seat, Chianti sat back in the jeep sullenly.
She doesn't care about vodka, but gin...
Still a little scared.
The gunfire from behind stopped, leaving Akai Shuichi a little confused.
He has made up his mind to fight to the death and delay time.
As long as the police encirclement is formed, the crisis will be resolved.
Gin...
It certainly wouldn't let his plans go smoothly.
The Barrett M82A1 was also prepared for this day.
When they get to the suburbs, they can play however they want.
With an invisible tacit understanding, the convoy moved forward quickly, and under the cover of night, undercurrents surged.
......................
20 minutes ago, in a club somewhere in Tokyo.
"Brother Ishikawa!"
The office door was knocked open, and a gangster with tattoos all over his face rushed in:
"The people we sent out just now reported back that Fujiwara Daisuke drove alone to an abandoned factory!"
Ishikawa Hide, who was watching TV, turned around and asked:
"Why is he going to the abandoned factory alone at this late hour?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to remember something and his face changed:
"Shortly after Fujiwara Daisuke entered the factory, did a car drive out?"
"right!"
The younger brother nodded immediately:
"A Jeep and a Porsche!"
Porsche...
Ishikawa Hide took a deep breath and his body began to tremble with excitement.
So that's how it is...
He laughed at himself and stood up, slamming the table:
"Go and call all the brothers!"
"Bring your stuff and go out with me!"
"yes!"
Without asking the reason, the younger brother turned and left.
After standing for a while, Ishikawa Hide opened the drawer, took out a palm-sized wooden box, and gently opened it...
A golden amulet lay quietly in the box.
“12 years…”
He stroked the amulet with nostalgia and choked up:
"Brother, I finally found that woman."
.....................
The sound of propellers, accompanied by a high-focus beam, always locked onto the convoy.
Before long, the convoy had driven out of the city and entered the narrow mountain path.
Smoke lingered around him, Gin narrowed his eyes, cold as a rock:
"That's about it. Let Chianti knock down the noisy mosquitoes first."
In the jeep in front, Chianti, who was sulking, received the order. All the anger in his heart disappeared. He leaned half of his body out of the skylight, turned the black gun barrel, and locked onto the helicopter above.
The helicopter with the words "Metropolitan Police Department" painted on its tail saw the gun pointed at it and immediately tried to gain altitude, but...
It's too late.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
The strong recoil caused the vehicle body to tremble, and three 12.7mm bullets flew out of the chamber, forming a V-shape in the air, creating an air wave, and headed straight for the helicopter in the air.
The first two bullets missed, and the last one hit the propeller connection accurately!
“Hit!”
Chianti's eyes lit up.
The next second, sparks of electricity appeared from the top of the helicopter, the huge and sophisticated machinery let out a dying groan, the dashboard glowed red, it lost control, and fell towards the cliff.
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