While watching this incident, Tsumugi Kawakami's expression was momentarily distorted by surprise, but he soon jumped up from his seat like a spring.
The gray-haired young man pointed the Colt at his waist straight at the head of the Jackson gang leader.
At the same time, countless pistols were aimed at Kawakami's vital points, and the sound of bullets being loaded came and went. Compared with this group of powerful gangsters, he seemed to be alone.
"You - you joined those gangs of cops?!" Chris said in shock and anger, "Do you know what you are doing, you bastard!!"
The leader of the gang still sat calmly in his seat, without even looking away from the screen at the transaction site. He arrogantly showed his disdain for Kawakami.
"It's really the evil guy who complained first, Mr. Chris... Why can't it be you who are the lackeys of that gang? Don't forget who is the outsider here." He said contemptuously, "Both you and Miriam He's an undercover agent of the police, right... What, do you think we're easy to deal with?"
"And throw the gun to the ground. If you dare to move again, they will beat you to a pulp."
The voice of the leader of the Jackson Gang became completely cold.
Tsk, asking him to put down the gun without moving is impossible... Kawakami Tsumugi complained in his heart.
The gray-haired young man's chest heaved violently. He looked extremely angry, and his defeated face revealed unconcealable fear.
After a five-second stalemate, Chris slowly lowered his hand holding the gun.
With a sound of "Donglong", the Colt was thrown to the ground.
Two gang members walked up silently from the darkness. One of them was Kamo, the reggaeton head. He looked indifferent and didn't even give the gray-haired young man a look.
Chris's shoulders were held down and his hands were restrained behind his back.
"Take it down." The leader of the Jackson Gang lazily ordered.
He was still looking at the screen. The exploding tear gas canisters brought white mist. Sparks appeared indirectly during the fierce gun battle. The FBI wearing anti-explosion suits clearly had the upper hand.
It seems that the Polish snow tree will not survive.
Also unable to survive is probably Kashasha.
He couldn't help but feel a secret pleasure in his heart: He had defeated two Codename members in one go! And according to Mr. Mojito's promise, it's just around the corner for him to get his code name...
As he thought about it, the leader of the Jackson Gang couldn't help but feel a little excited, as if he had been promoted and raised his salary, and was at the pinnacle of his life.
But at this moment, his vision melted, and the leader felt a slight trance——
——Then came the severe pain that penetrated into the bone marrow! ! !
“Ahhhhhhhhhhh——!!”
Someone stepped heavily on his waist, and the crunching sound of Katcha could be heard from the bones. Then the man grabbed his collar and violently pulled him behind the pillar in the room.
In the chaos, the leader of the Jackson Gang reluctantly raised his head and met the gray-haired young man's pure black eyes without any highlights.
The latter even gave him a gentle smile...
"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang-!!!!"
Kawakami picked up his Colt when he broke free. Relying on the convenience of hyperamnesia, he clearly remembered the position of each enemy.
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The gray-haired young man stretched out his hand from the cover and fired all the bullets.
Almost all the shots were fired, and half of the gang members present died of hatred. Kawakami took the time to change a magazine and started sniping with the other half of the members.
It wasn't long before the gunfire became sparse.
C709 has a slower onset of action in open spaces and may not necessarily cause a person to become unconscious immediately. Therefore, Kawakamiji spent some time to delay time - even if he knew that the peripheral member would definitely not kill him directly, being pointed at so many guns was not a good experience.
After confirming that it was safe, the gray-haired young man squatted down.
The leader of the Jackson Gang collapsed on the ground, his upper body bent at a strange angle - Kawakami Tsuna's kick was not polite at all and directly broke his spine.
The man's wide eyes were unfocused, but he was not dead yet, but his breathing was as weak as a butterfly with broken wings.
Kawakami didn't care whether he was conscious or not, he just thought to himself.
"Sorry, I'm not usually so rude." The gray-haired young man smiled apologetically, "I'm just thinking you're unlucky. If you have a vending machine here that sells lemon candies, I'll be gentler."
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Taking one step at a time and looking at ten steps is Kawakami's basic requirement for himself. When he judged that the leader of the Jackson Gang was a peripheral member of the organization, he had many conjectures in his mind:
What do the Jackson Gang—or rather Mojito—want to do?
It's probably impossible to kill him directly. The behavior of the peripheral members is obviously to take the blame from him.
So what kind of pot could it be?
There are only a few things that can be blamed: being negative at work, killing colleagues, and colluding with foreign parties.
The first pot is not strong enough, so the only alternatives are the second or third.
Slandering Kashasha for killing Poland Snow Tree was of little use. Even if he really killed the fool, Kawakami had countless reasons to confidently get over it when the other party took him to the dangerous area first.
Therefore, the only option is to collude with outside parties.
Even if he doesn't die, his life in the country A branch will only be difficult with this name. Therefore, Kawakamiji had long expected that official forces would intervene. Several unexplained text messages found there by the Mad Hatter also prove this point.
To be honest, this trick is quite poisonous, because Mojito also plans to kill two birds with one stone and get rid of the Polish snow tree. If Kawakami is less careful, the blame will fall on him.
"Tsk, no wonder that gentleman sent me here." The gray-haired young man murmured to himself.
The only troublesome part of the plan was to deceive Poland Xueshu. Under the persuasion of the gray-haired young man, the strong man agreed to his plan: Only by not revealing the true situation to outside members, and only by acting as if it were real, could he deceive the policeman——
Tsk, is it possible to use Polish snow trees?
It was impossible for him to handle everything for Wave Snow Tree, so Kawakami just reminded him that official forces would intervene during the transaction, and let the guy take care of everything else.
It's tear gas and bullet cleaning. What if Poland Xueshu can still defeat itself if it has an intelligence advantage...
Then Kawakamiji had nothing to say.
He glanced at the screen and saw only snowflakes covering the screen. The camera at the transaction site was damaged. In other words, Kawakami didn't know what was going on in Poland's Xueshu.
[Hey, are you still alive? ——cachaca】
The gray-haired young man casually sent a text message. He did not wait for a reply, but directly set about breaking out from the gang stronghold.
Although he has eliminated all the top leaders of the Jackson Gang, other members will definitely be able to hear such a big noise, and these people are also variables.
"Tsk, it's so troublesome. I don't want to fight out..." Kawakami complained softly.
He dragged the corpses of the leader and the reggae head Kamo behind him, wondering if he could shake the morale of the army and win without a fight.
Before he even reached the door, the gray-haired young man heard a strange noise.
It's like something is vibrating the air at a very high frequency, getting bigger and bigger——
It's a helicopter wing.
Kawakami frowned and silently moved to the window.
Outside the window, a helicopter was slowly lowering its altitude. At the same time, two gun barrels protruded from the bottom of the aircraft body.
Bullets were fired at members of the Jackson gang like crazy.
Kawakami felt the vibration of his cell phone, which was a text message from Poland Snow Tree:
[I'm already here, you can go directly to the rooftop. ——belvedere】
