A bar full of people, dazzling neon lights set off this dreamlike world, handsome men and women either toasting glasses or drinking wine in groups, or singing and dancing in groups...
The explosive heavy metal melody reacted quickly like a catalyst with the alcohol integrated into their bodies, igniting this crazy world.
The bar girls walking back and forth wear neon flower crowns, body-shaping suspenders, and stockings. The drinks on their trays are like accelerants in this crazy world, constantly adding...
Masako Yamano blended in, dressed as a bar girl, with two pistols disguised as toys inserted into the stockings on the outside of her thighs, and a mini submachine gun hidden under the tray.
The purpose of her trip was to annihilate the top management of the group.
Masako walked to the second floor of the bar, passed through an inner corridor, and came to two rows of symmetrically distributed bars with various styles of various countries. She came to the door of an island-style bar and saw through the crack in the door. Sitting inside were four senior members of the Motoguchi group, namely Noriki Oriyama, Diego Silva, Teru Yamashita, and Langruoz Sk. They were sitting in the front row, and in the back were eight fully armed officers. bodyguard.
Outside the bar, under a dim streetlight, Miyazawa and his entourage appeared. He quietly looked at the bar that was full of lights, feasting, and noise...
Masako's hand quietly touched a grenade hanging under her arm. Suddenly, a drunken man patted her heavily on the shoulder: "Hey! Why did you come here when I asked you to get the wine?"
The man said as he opened the door with a clang and pushed her in.
Masako took her hand back, lowered her head, and placed the wine on the tray on the wine table one by one, scanning the crowd with her peripheral vision...
Oriyama Norimu's narcissistic eyes suddenly became strange when he moved towards Masako. He seemed to notice something strange. Indeed, the bulging bags under Masako's armpits and outer thighs aroused his alertness.
The moment the two people's eyes collided, two murderous auras surged.
The moment Masako took out the submachine gun under the tray, Noriyama Oriyama kicked the table over, quickly took out the pistol, and hit Masako's gun-holding arm with a "bang". The target where the bullet flew to was Fortunately, her head was positioned in front of her face when she drew the gun.
The moment the bullet hit Masako, her finger also pulled the trigger. The dense bullets fired in an arc until the bullets were completely gone. Fortunately, the unexpected injury knocked down the eight bodyguards at the back. No one was spared.
Masako threw away the submachine gun and just pulled out the pistols on both sides of her thighs when she saw Diego Silva and Yamashita Teru each taking out a submachine gun from under their feet. She quickly turned back, jumped to the door, and then quickly turned sideways. Turn over and hide on the other side.
The moment she rolled over, a barrage of bullets came at her like crazy, and she was hit. One bullet hit her left abdomen and another hit her right shoulder.
Masako gritted his teeth and took off the grenade under his arm, turned on the safety, pulled the ring, and threw it into the house with a "swish", then quickly got up and ran outside.
A violent explosion exploded on the second floor of the bar, followed by flames shooting into the sky...
Miyazawa and his party looked around and saw an injured black shadow flashing past quickly, and he recognized Yamano Masako.
Miyazawa took out his phone and called: "Mr. Renault? This is Miyazawa and his party. I am currently at the Pinecone Bar, No. 21, Rachel Street."
Renault on the other end of the phone was obviously stunned. He and the G country police were hunting him all over the city, but they didn't expect him to come to his door.
"Um...what do you mean?"
"Come and talk, or arrest me!"
After Miyazawa finished speaking, he hung up the phone.
After the explosion, the bar house was damaged beyond recognition. Ginger is still very old, and several experienced veterans are either hiding behind the table or under the bodies of the bodyguards. Except for Yamashita Hui and Lang Ruozi Sk, whose arms and legs were scratched by shrapnel, their lives are not in danger.
The four people quickly got up in the smoke. Diego Silva quickly notified his men on the first floor to completely block the exit, and then he and others picked up the guns beside them and rushed out.
Masako, who was seriously injured, came to the blurred and boiling dance floor on the first floor. She staggered and moved forward quickly...
Passing through the dance floor was the door of the bar. She noticed two bodyguards with weapons standing at the door. They were vigilantly searching the dance floor.
Behind her, Oriyama Noriki and four others had rushed in. She quickly picked up a tray with wine, took off a butterfly-shaped mask of the drunk woman next to her, put it on her face, and then He poured wine for the people around him in a serious manner.
She took the opportunity and walked towards the door step by step...
Oriyama Noriki and others quietly searched for Masako's figure. The constantly changing neon lights illuminated the place flickering on and off. At this time, the injured Lang Ruozi Sk took out an infrared glasses from his clothes and put it on his head. .
Soon, the blood stains that Masako dripped along the way were clearly marked, and a trail composed of blood stains pointed to her moving towards the door.
"Stop her!" Langruz Sk shouted to the bodyguard at the door.
After he finished speaking, dozens of police and agents rushed in like a flood. They surrounded the bar, and the leader was Renault.
The handsome men and women in the bar immediately froze in place like dolls whose power was cut off.
"Bang bang bang" all the lights in the bar turned on one after another, and it suddenly became bright.
Upon seeing this, Noriki Oriyama and others quickly threw away their guns, sat down in the block and started drinking seriously.
At this time, Reno's phone rang. It was Miyazawa and his party, and he answered the call.
"Mr. Renault, I'm not used to bars, so I went to the next street. Please bring a girl named Masako Yamano with you. She's injured. I'll wait for you here."
"What happened with the explosion just now?"
"You can think it's a terrorist attack, or you can think it's a gas pipeline flash explosion! In short, people here will definitely tell you it's the latter, because this is the territory of the Honguchi group."
"see you later!"
At the corner of the street, Renault's people handed Masako to Miyazawa's people. The men from both sides slowly broke away from contact and gathered about 80 meters together. The agents' hands were all within sight. This was a negotiation. Signal.
The two of them slowly approached under a dim street light...
There was no small talk, no obvious hostility, just the usual practice of their intelligence community - exchange.
"I know that you are assisting the G country police to search for me throughout the city." Miyazawa said and handed Renault a cigarette.
"There is evidence that you tried to steal intelligence and kidnap René through this group." Reno put the cigarette into his mouth.
"Is it the testimony of the Honguchi team, or the call record left by the deceased Toshio Yamano?"
Renault stared at him quietly. After a moment, he raised his eyes upward and cast them towards the dark sky, but his mind started to swirl rapidly.
Renault knew very well that as a colleague in the intelligence community, Miyazawa's words were very lethal. He has no law enforcement power at all regarding the Honguchi group.
Moreover, the Motoguchi group's tentacles have penetrated deeply into the complicated political circles of country G. Anyone who wants to influence this organization is simply wishful thinking, and he is even less likely to do so.
Also, relying solely on the call records left by the deceased Toshio Yamano is not enough to form a testimony. It can be said that it is not even a solitary evidence.
At this time, Renault's assistant Anthony came over. After whispering a few words in Renault's ear, he turned and left.
Renault's face immediately became serious. He looked at Miyazawa and his party quietly, then stretched out his hand and said, "Congratulations on your reinstatement and your return to the position of Deputy Director of the Cabinet Intelligence Agency."
"Are you so well-informed?" Miyazawa said with a smile, "I just took office, less than an hour ago."
After Miyazawa finished speaking, he stretched out his hand, and the two shook hands with a smile.
"Now can you tell me, have you ever cooperated with the Honguchi Group before?" Renault asked.
"I was just a civilian before. Even if I had personal contact with the Honguchi group, is this illegal?" Miyazawa asked. He paused and continued, "Besides, you have no evidence. You just rely on the dead The call records left by Toshio Yamano cannot explain anything."
Renault nodded, looking into the distance, lost in thought...
The identities of Miyazawa and his entourage are no longer the same as before. His previous actions had nothing to do with Country R, but now, the whole body is affected by the influence. Moreover, he does not have enough evidence to prove that he was involved in this incident. .
Once accusations are made against Miyazawa, it will involve the diplomatic relations between countries F and R, and even country G. If you are not careful, it will lead to hostility among the three countries.
Intelligence issues cannot involve diplomatic relations between countries. This is the consistent approach of Renault's boss Leo, and his words seem to linger in his ears.
Moreover, traditionally, F and R have a very good cooperative relationship in intelligence.
Rather than doing this, it would be wiser to form an exchange of interests.
"I am an alumnus of your deputy director of intelligence, Richard Jean Leo." Miyazawa took out his lighter, "I was even a guest at his house."
"What will I gain if I just give up?" Renault asked, stroking his beard.
"Bang!" Miyazawa lit the lighter. The weak firelight illuminated the sides of both men's faces at the same time, but the other side still blended in with the dark street.
"Promotion! Both parties will work together to destroy the Peace V-Team!" Miyazawa and his party said as they lit cigarettes.
"Borrow a fire!"
After Renault finished speaking, he took the lighter handed over by Miyazawa, lit the cigarette, and puffed it out for a long time. Two streams of light blue smoke intertwined in the air, and the two figures walked towards their respective people.
Miyazawa got into a car, with the injured Masako sitting in the back seat, and two agents sandwiched her in the middle.
"Take out the bullet for her!" Miyazawa said, throwing the first aid kit over.
Amidst a scream that tore through the sky, the car started and disappeared into the thick night.
Three hours later, the sky turned white. Miyazawa's car stopped in front of a single-family apartment. He walked in with Masako Yamano, who had been bandaged.
As soon as the two entered the house, a smiling and dignified woman greeted them across the street. She was about 50 years old. The erosion of time could not conceal her beautiful face and curvy figure.
"Her name is Yamaguchi Motoko, my girlfriend."
"Welcome!" Yamaguchi Motoko bent down at almost 90 degrees.
"From now on, this will be your new home. You will no longer be called Yamano Masako, you will be called Yamaguchi Masako."
After Miyazawa and his party finished speaking, they closed the door with a bang.
