The Savior of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department

The exclamation among the crowd made Mo Shisan immediately turn his head to look at the large outdoor screen, and stepped back obviously. Atsushi Yamashita, who was used for the run-up, jumped from the floor-to-ceiling windows of the main office on the 25th floor of the building in full view. out! ! !

"Under the mountain!!!!"

"True people!!!"

"True people!!!"

"Fuck!!!!"

Amid screams of exclamation resounding from all over Japan, Atsuto Yamashita leaped and stretched his body heartily in the air.The outstretched hands firmly grasped the rescue rope lowered by the helicopter at the moment of falling, and the body, which is extremely small compared to the sky, just floated under the blazing sun!

In front of the TV and at the scene, everyone whose heart was in their throats instantly breathed a sigh of relief.Xiazhiqiu Shiyu even collapsed on the tatami, her heart was still beating faster and faster.

"Tsk, you really know how to play, aren't you afraid that one will fall to your death if you miss it?"

Belmode, who had blocked all communications, looked at the man who had climbed onto the helicopter at an extremely fast speed, and was amazed.

"Huh...Of course I'm not afraid, did you bring the gun I asked you to bring?"

Atsuto Yamashita, whose feet were still dangling outside the cabin door, ignored Belmod's surprise and turned his head to ask.

"It's right behind you, all are fully matched, take it yourself."

Atsuto Yamashita stood up staggeringly, and the first thing he saw was AK.

Followed by Hk416, scar and other firearms.

There are more than one.

"What do you want me to prepare these for?"

"You will know later, my rope is not very tight."

Atsuto Yamashita wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, whether it was from himself or Wuheliang, and signaled Belmod to drive closer.

"Akatsuki at the foot of the mountain!!!"

Wu Heliang, who was still struggling by the window, almost stared green.

Under extreme anger, he felt that the rope that bound him seemed to be a little loose——

"Not good! The prisoner seems to be breaking free!"

On the ground, because the surveillance camera facing the office on the 25th floor has not been turned off, Megushisan, Matsumoto Kiyomaga and even Odagiri Toshiro can clearly see the signs of the rope loosening.

And the conspicuous bomb control lever was quietly embedded diagonally opposite Wuheliang.

【explode!explode!explode!I want everyone in this building to be buried with me! ! ! 】

Wu Heliang, who seemed to see the last ray of hope in despair, struggled desperately——

Da da da da da da da! ! ! !

The next second, the sudden sound of shooting made him froze with joy!

"Stupid! I really thought I would let you go!!!"

Standing at the door of the helicopter cabin, Atsuto Yamashita holding both AK and Scar, roared and pulled the trigger! ! ! !

Da da da da da! ! !

Da da da da! ! ! !

The continuous flames of the muzzle interweaved a soul-hunting firepower net in the air, directly enveloping Wu Heliang, who went from joy to despair!

"Yamashita-"

"When dealing with criminals, I never talk about honesty and morality!

Let me die! ! ! ! "

Standing in blood, Atsuto Yamashita holds two guns and shoots at the skyscraper in front of Bell Ruo's eyes from horror to numbness——

Repeatedly flog the corpse back and forth!

Da da da da da da da! ! ! ! ! ! !

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Chapter 330 Six Sexy Public Security, Poach People Online

The sound of gunfire echoing over the Tokyo metropolitan area was enough to shock the Japanese people for decades.

Since the establishment of the Metropolitan Police Department—no, it should be said that since the concept of "police" appeared in the minds of most citizens, Atsuto Yamashita is the only one in Tokyo who dared to shoot at skyscrapers with two guns in his hands in full view. police.

See you in a long time, it's really a long time to see you, no joke.

The dense bullets seemed to hit the hearts of everyone present while shooting through the prisoner.

With both feet in the cabin, the half-naked and bloody figure is deeply imprinted in everyone's mind.

That wanton flying hair, arrogant and domineering hormones.

If the criss-crossing scars on the muscles are medals enough to make the weak admire, then in their eyes, Atsuto Yamashita at this moment is comparable to the mighty and domineering god of war in the biography.

Unruly and decisive.

Over the past few decades, Belmode has met many men with the best fighting ability in the world, but now she feels that even if they are all combined together, they may not be as impressive as the Yamashita Atsuto who just met not long ago.

"You... a lunatic."

This man is a complete lunatic.

Belmode seldom gives this kind of evaluation to people.

“[Hidden behind the dawn of hope is the despair that can make people slide into the abyss]. I have always liked this sentence, so I gave him hope, and finally let him despair. Why, you murderous Would the witch still be surprised by this?"

After firing all the bullets as if venting, Atsuto Yamashita sat slumped in front of the cabin door.The dangling right leg was just dangling like this, and the shoulder was leaning against the door frame, panting heavily.

"Compared to this, I want to know if your hand will be broken."

Belmode was noncommittal, and controlled the plane to slowly fly away from the Suzuki Exhibition Building.

"Let the people from the police hospital drive an ambulance to the tarmac and pick up Akatsuki Yamashita for treatment."

"Yes! Minister/Minister!"

Mu Mushisan took the order, handed over the on-site command to Kuroda Bingwei, and left the scene in a hurry.

Toshiro Odagiri, Chief of the Criminal Department of the Metropolitan Police Department, stared at the 25th floor of the building that had been beaten into a honeycomb, and then glanced at Hei Kuroda, who was taking over the command of Megure Jusan, and patted his subordinate Matsumoto Kiyoshi Long shoulders: "Matsumoto, his resignation should not be in the process yet, right?"

"not yet."

"Can you influence his decision?"

"To tell you the truth, minister. Duren has been independent since he was a child. The relationship between me and him is not bad, but it's not very good. Everyone in the Metropolitan Police Department knows that. Every time he talks to me alone When we meet, both of us can't avoid a quarrel. If it's Sayuri or Shiyu, he might be able to listen."

Matsumoto Qingchang, who was very relieved, answered truthfully.

He spoke the truth.

"He's fit to stay in the Metropolitan Police Department, Matsumoto."

"Yes, I think so too, Minister."

Toshiro Odagiri sighed, turned and left.

Only Matsumoto Kiyonaga was left standing there alone, his expression unchanged as usual.

【no!This plan is too dangerous!And I asked Meguro for his opinion on the deleted version, and he also expressed his opposition! 】

[Old man, Hattori Heizo in Osaka helped me, but you didn't? ! 】

【Are you itchy and looking for a beating? ! 】

Recalling the phone call at that time, Matsumoto Kiyonaga "laughed out of anger".

"Section Leader Matsumoto, may I have a chance to speak?"

While thinking about it, Kuroda Hei, who was pushing his glasses, approached Matsumoto Kiyonaga.

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"Hiss! Ah! Hiss!"

"It hurts, hurts!!! Take it easy! Take it easy!"

Police Hospital, Room 91.

An old acquaintance from the hospital, Toshito Yamashita, appeared here again, lying on the bed with bandages on his body, crying for his father and mother, his voice sounded heart-piercing.

Miwako Sato, who came to visit from the next ward, had no choice but to hold her forehead, she felt a little ashamed.

Where did the previous majesty go?

On the other hand, the nurse, who was already familiar with Toshito Yamashita, beamed with joy.

This unpretentious and true reflection made them a little more cordial in their hearts. A hero who is so serious that he doesn't say a word will always make people feel distanced.

"Okay, Officer Yamashita. If necessary, just press the button on the bedside to call us."

The beautiful white-clothed angel was full of smiles, and the pitiful Shan Xia Turen nodded hastily.

"Brother Yamashita, you really are..."

After the nurse left, seeing that there was only Miwako Sato left in the ward, who was also his subordinate like Atsuto Yamashita, Mu Mu Shisanyi didn't know how to reprimand him for a while.

"Who do you think you are? Superman? Do you know if you miss that rescue rope—"

"Don't worry, police officer, I landed safely."

Atsuto Yamashita moved his bandaged arm with a smile, completely gone from the artificial wailing before.

"Tell me the truth, did you arrange the helicopter in advance?"

Mu Mu Shisan pointed to his subordinate's forehead and asked.

How could there be so many guns in an ordinary helicopter, if someone hadn't arranged for him to resign and go home to sell sweet potatoes.

"No, I don't have that much power."

Atsuto Yamashita firmly refused to admit it.

What a joke, how can this be admitted.

"I'm not Ginzo Nakamori, who was secretly compensated by high-level officials. How could I call out that pile of firearms?"