The wind and rain seem to bury everything in the world.
The mafia blocked the routes in and out of the office building and forced the blond young man into the hall, clearly delineating the battlefield.
Amuro Toru tried to rush out, but was soon forced to return——
They actually brought rocket launchers!!
Is this really equipment that should be used in downtown?!
It's like dreaming back to the Middle East.
The blond and dark-skinned police undercover had a cold expression, and his purple-grey eyes revealed a sharp edge that licked blood. He stared straight at the old man in front of him dressed in a British butler style, which seemed more suitable for appearing in a mansion or a banquet. "
...Superpowers?"
In fact, he knew who this was.
After confirming that it was Port Mafia who was chasing him, and there were intelligence agents from the local brother departments, Toru Amuro naturally asked Sakaguchi Ango to share the information, and Sakaguchi Ango shared the information collected by Kamishiro Kiyoshi and the Secret Service Section before this mission.
The intelligence was shared with him selectively, focusing of course on those who might be involved in the hunt.
Such as the black lizard.
For example, its centurion Guangjin.
The other party's superpower, the superpower is——
The battle started quickly.
Without the complex terrain of the building, Toru Amuro's attacks had little success.
But his undercover career over the years has given him many gifts.
The blond and dark-skinned police officer paid the price of being shot in the abdomen and avoided the black lizard Guangjin's supernatural ability.
There were still remaining pieces of furniture in the hall, and Toru Amuro watched helplessly as the repulsive force that almost acted on his left arm bent the single sofa, and fear surged into his heart and turned into cold sweat on his forehead.
If he hadn't escaped, he would have died here.
An arm like that would never be able to support him in continuing to fight.
"Young man, you seem to know my special abilities." Guangjin Liulang said with admiration in his eyes, "You are very outstanding and very mysterious, but it's a pity...life is short."
The port mafia has three chapters.
Absolutely obey the leader's orders and never betray the organization. If attacked, you must return double the amount.
The first one is the most important, and killing the young man in front of you is the leader's order.
——In this case, he is the enemy.
——As the veteran of Port Mafia, and a mafia who regards Port Mafia as his destination, Guangjin Yanami will never show mercy just because he appreciates his enemies. He believes that the only way to express this appreciation is to use all his strength to make the other party welcome the painless one.
die.
"Actually, older people like me attach great importance to rest."
"I really hope that today's work will be over soon."
Following the words came a dizzying array of fists and kicks.
At such a frequency, it is difficult to use firearms, but if you fight in close combat, it will completely fall into the scope of the opponent's superpower.
The only option is to escape.
Toru Amuro thought calmly.
Really.
Is this the daily life of the action team?
No.
The action team of the black organization seems to be quite comfortable. Even Gin, the King of Involution, rarely sees such big scenes...
They should all come to Yokohama for a visit.
——I’m obviously just an intelligence agent!
Toru Amuro carefully concealed his intentions and brought the confrontation closer and closer to the open window. He knew that this was the only chance. The mafia guarding the door relaxed because of his trust in the black lizard centurion. He only relaxed once -
—
Think of a way quickly, there must be a way!
In the flash of lightning, the face of a "girl" with black hair and black eyes flashed in my mind. Her lips seemed to be saying something, and her voice gradually became clearer——
"... Just apply directly with Mr. Guangjin."
The attitude is casual and confident.
Hiratsu Yanagi's face was so close that you could even see the tiny scratches on the single-sided glasses. Amuro Toru said hurriedly in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Mr. Hiratsu, I am Kawakami's friend!" - taking advantage of the other party.
In the moment of distraction, the blond and dark-skinned young man tumbled out of the window awkwardly and nimbly. After a second's pause, the sounds of firefights and shouts started playing again in the rain.
The old man stepped out of the hall.
"Chase."
The hunt stopped at the villa area.
The black lizards in the port mafia did not tear their prey into pieces. Someone reluctantly asked: "Can't we chase it anymore?"
Guangjin Liulang sighed slowly, "Go back."
"Ha, ha ha..."
Amuro gasped for air, his lungs felt as hot as burning, and his whole body was dripping with water, rain, and blood.
But he didn't dare to relax.
It wasn't until the sound of pursuit behind him disappeared for a while that Toru Amuro stopped running, walked slowly to find an eaves, leaned his back against the wall, and slowly slid down.
The bet was right.
Even the mad-dog Port Mafia in special times does not dare to use heavy firepower in this villa area where many wealthy people in Yokohama gather, because there is always a difference between "ordinary citizens" and "powerful people". - In some cases
In human eyes, there is a difference between cloud and mud.
"..."
Toru Amuro should have felt lucky to have escaped death, but his heart was filled with unspeakable sadness.
He loves Japan as a country.
But sometimes I feel confused.
The higher your position and the more people you come into contact with, the easier it is for the turbidity at the top to show up. Such a quagmire-like existence dominates the ignorant citizens who are working hard to make a living, creating one thing after another.
A case that will never be brought to trial or reported...
Toru Amuro shook his head.
Then start working hard from him, just like he did in the past.
Climb to a higher position in the black organization, master more information, and uproot this black organization that is deeply rooted in Japan.
The blond and dark-skinned police undercover took a deep breath, stood up and walked towards the location surveyed in the afternoon.
"Boom!"
Two consecutive gunshots!
The clear sound of gunfire made the body of the congressman's young lady tremble slightly. The sound of running and shouting for death seemed to be close to her ears, but then quickly faded away.
After a long time, the lady of the congressman's family dispelled her panic amidst the sound of wind and rain in nature, and was replaced by curiosity and eagerness to try.
——She has been growing in the greenhouse for too long.
——It has been so long that we have lost the concept of danger.
This boring night was enriched by the possible existence of fire that had never been witnessed. The lady from the congressman's family rudely ordered her two bodyguards: "Go and see what's going on. What's going on outside?"
"Miss……"
"That's enough! Go quickly!"
The bodyguards looked at each other and saw the helpless look in each other's eyes.
Before the employer's lady lost her temper again, the shorter bodyguard walked out of the villa and the taller one stayed behind. After a while, the shorter bodyguard turned around and brought a piece of news.
"The blond man?"
"Yes, Miss, that should be the person being chased. He is a dangerous person..."
The lady from the congressman's family stared at him straightly, with strange emotions in her eyes, "You just said that his skin color is very dark, is it chocolate color?" She asked, "Are his eyes purple-gray and droopy?
Dog eyes?”
Shorter bodyguard: "…………"
No one would pay attention to so many details.
Although only the hair color and skin color could be confirmed, the lady from the congressman's family was obviously excited. She held up her skirt and walked around the hall with a smile on her face: "Is it Asmodeus? It must be Asmodeus! He came to see me! How could Asmodeus do this?
Being hunted, by the way, that woman, that woman who looks like she is not a good person! Asmodeus must have discovered that I am the best!"
"you!"
The lady from the congressman's family stood still and pointed at the shorter bodyguard, "Quickly, quietly, bring back Asmodeus, that blond man!"
"……Miss?!"
This outrageous operation was naturally unacceptable to the two bodyguards, but the employer's lady just raised her chin arrogantly and said the decisive words: "If you don't obey, I will tell dad that you molested him while he was away."
Me." She smiled with a confident smile, "You don't want to know the consequences, right?"
The wind and rain outside made the interior even quieter.
Perhaps because of running around during the day, or perhaps because of this rare rainy night, Kamishiro Kiyoka felt sleepy soon after returning to the dormitory, so he washed up and went to bed early.
The black-haired boy had a dream.
Nightmare.
Those thin and broken sounds sounded again, like the last embers of the era, unwilling to rekindle, a male voice was particularly clear among them:
"Japan cannot fall in my hands. I, I am Japan's sinner... No, I am not... I will save Japan!"
"Silver Wolf is here to kill me. Is that lackey here to kill me?"
"I am the right one and we are the right one!"
…
The man was talking incoherently, dancing around, and looking crazy. Many vague words could not be understood clearly. Sometimes the man was angry, sometimes he prayed, sometimes he recited a few poems, and then the man's eyes suddenly met his.
His perspective——
On the high platform.
A high platform surrounded by enthusiastic people.
The man seemed to have regained his senses, straightened his clothes and knelt down piously: "Son of God, will you protect your loyal believers?"
He didn't speak.
Just look down quietly.
He seems to have been like this for a long time——
Looking down at this world, joys and sorrows are just old wine in new bottles. There is nothing new under the sun.
The man seemed to have fallen into madness again. He rushed to the high platform. The face that was somewhat similar to his was slumped. The man gasped quickly: "Son of God, no, Qinghe... Qinghe, look at dad, will you help?"
Dad, right? - Qinghe, I am your father!"
There was a long silence.
The space seemed to freeze, and the fanatical people stopped talking. Their distorted faces seemed to be inlaid with eyes, like inferior glass beads, looking straight at the center of the high platform.
The wind and rain are like darkness.
It was also a rainy night.
He heard his own cold voice:
"Can."
…
The mobile phone vibrated, and Kamishiro Qinghe suddenly woke up from his dream.
The black-haired boy sat in silence for a long time, digesting this sudden dream that might have been a memory, and his expression suddenly became strange.
Remember President Fukuzawa of the Armed Detective Agency, who used to be the government’s killer “Silver Wolf”?
Before he saw the bodyguard arriving for the first time, Toru Amuro had already thrown away the miniature recorder he had used to play the sound of gunshots and the sounds of running and killing.
The wound on the abdomen was still bleeding.
Toru Amuro removed the bandage on his left shoulder and tore open the wound on his left shoulder, making it look as fresh as the wound on his abdomen. The blond and dark-skinned police undercover stuffed the used medical bandage into the pocket of his windbreaker and put the still hidden
A long black trench coat with many ammunition and guns was thrown into the dark night of the same color.
Let go of all the flaws.
——Even if the bodyguards hired by the congressmen are careful enough and contact the Yokohama Police Station to inquire about the situation, the police station will only tell them: Mafia has indeed been shot nearby.
And he was the one who was being hunted...the weak, unlucky, and desperate Cowherd Asmodeus.
——Waiting for a kind and beautiful princess online.