The Savior of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department

Gin Jiu, who stood up slowly from the ground, waved the hem of his windbreaker, his eyes suddenly gloomy.

He remembered this code name very clearly.

"It looks like you still remember me, thank you."

The corner of Yamashita's mouth twitched playfully: "However, there is also a person on my side who still remembers you and will never forget you."

As the voice fell, a figure in a gray-black tights slowly walked out of the living room behind Toruto Yamashita.

Brown hair, delicate face;

With a cold expression, the name can be remembered even when the gin turns to ashes.

"Long time no see, Gin." Miyano Shiho raised his gun and aimed it at Gin.

"Sherry!"

Chapter 380 Sorry, I'm Undercover (2)

Qin Jiu's gaze suddenly became vicious.

Shirley.

This woman who betrayed the organization still had the guts to appear in front of him so grandly.

He also pointed a gun at him.

How dare she? !

Just relying on an M78's Sophie? !

boom!

"Warning you, it's best not to move around, Gin."

Qin Jiu, who was about to draw his gun, suddenly heard a gunshot in his ear.

"Otherwise, the next bullet will not hit the ground."

Before the words fell, a bullet clearly landed in front of the eyes of several people.

On the balcony on the second floor of the villa, a figure with a sniper rifle on his shoulder pushed open the floor-to-ceiling window and walked out.

Qin Jiu didn't know this person.

But the man who appeared immediately behind this person, he recognized.

The M78 member who rescued Akemi Miyano in that abandoned warehouse a few months ago——

"Heaven, Chief."

Qin Jiu slowly spat out the man's name.

Compared to the mysterious Sophie and the strange man he didn't know, he was still more afraid of the Director of Heavenly Dao.

"Big brother!"

Vodka, who was directly beaten to the point of death in the hospital in that battle, gritted his teeth.

He remembers, he still remembers.

The appearance of Tiandao Chief Director still lingers in his mind like a nightmare.

"How can I say that I also killed two titans of your organization, it's a bit unreasonable to know Tiandao but not me, Gin."

Aso, dressed in the human body of Ultraman Max, sighed with emotion, the sniper rifle in his hand became extremely dangerous at this moment.

Kudo Shinichi, who disguised himself as the head of the Heavenly Way, was still putting his hands in his pockets, pretending to be coercive in silence.

He is familiar with this. When he was on TV before, he often pretended to be aggressive.

"Soffie, Max, Director of Heavenly Law. Interesting, where is Kaidong Dashu? Why isn't the thief here?"

Belmode, who stepped forward and stood side by side with Gin, raised her hands. Even though she was in danger, she still had an unpredictable and mysterious smile on her face.

"Haidong Dashu, his code name is Diend. But he has already left us and joined a century-old gang organization, which can be said to have nothing to do with M78.

However, now it seems that the thief is still used to stealing things under the banner of M78 after so many years. "

Atsuto Yamashita smiled and pulled out a handful of Brownings from his waist, aiming his gun at Gin: "I'm curious, what's worth his attention in this rotten organization of yours.

Then I saw the only four-seat Apache in the world.

I have to say, I admire your designers and engineers. "

This praise, Yamashita Toshito can swear to the sky is from the heart.

Toru Amuro stood behind Vodka, and secretly touched the gun at his waist.Seeing the situation in Ireland beside him, there is something to learn from——

boom!

With a gunshot, the pistol that Ireland just took out was blown away by bullets on the spot!

"hiss!"

The veins on Ireland's forehead suddenly popped up, his face flushed red, and his almost cannibalistic eyes were fixed on the shooter.

Blood dripped to the ground along the fingertips, and enchanting blood flowers bloomed under the bright sun.

"Sir, I think you may have ignored my companion's warning." Atsuto Yamashita tilted his head, with a chilling smile on his lips.

Even Belmode and Toru Amuro, who had been prepared for a long time, couldn't help but feel a shudder in their hearts.

so similar.

It's so similar.

If it wasn't for Atsuto Yamashita's growth trajectory from childhood to adulthood, the two of them might really think that he is a murderous madman with countless lives in his hands.

That evil spirit, with the black organization and the black organization.

"Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you. I have pulled out all the hidden stakes of your organization living around this villa. In other words, now you only have to obediently put down your guns and surrender voluntarily."

The evil-looking man waved at the woman beside him, and Miyano Shiho immediately stepped aside.

In the living room of the villa, the members of the organization lying here and there are enough to make Gin understand what happened here.

"Okay, it looks like we don't have any other options."

Belmode, whose face was cloudy and cloudy, chose to give up after thinking for a while, took a few steps forward, and voluntarily surrendered.The moment his hands fell, he moved a few fingers as if moving his knuckles.

Gin Jiu's pupils shrank suddenly behind her, and immediately lowered his head.He also raised his hands and took a few steps forward.

"Big...Brother?" Vodka was dumbfounded.

Is the loyal elder brother going to betray the organization?

He looked back at the other companions.

Bourbon and Curacao were expressionless and didn't know what they were thinking, and Ireland was still trembling while holding his bloody arm.

what happened?

This atmosphere...

This kind of atmosphere seems to be that he is the only one who is willing to be a loyal minister of the organization...

"May I ask you a question, Monsieur Soffi?"

Belmode, a natural comedian, pretended to be pulling up his pants, and said in a relaxed tone, "You—"

boom!

With a gunshot, the woman with wide-eyed eyes fell to the ground immediately, her abdomen was already soaked in blood.

"Belmode?!"

"Belmode?!"

"Belmode!"

The sudden accident caused the astonishment of several people to resound one after another, and Qin Jiu, who had already approached Belmode step by step and held her gun, had an ugly expression on his face.

"Throw out all the guns on your body, otherwise, I will pick the next lucky one to shoot." Atsuto Yamashita, with a sudden cold face, pointed the muzzle of the gun at the dying woman lying on the ground, and pulled the trigger again. trigger.

boom!

Bang bang bang! ! ! !

The bullet sank into the chest, splashing blood!

Belmode, or Sharon Wynyard.

The girl of a generation, one of the top cadres of the organization called "The Witch with Thousand Faces" by the enemies of the organization, just died like this.

Die in front of gin, die in front of vodka, die in front of everyone!

Don't rest your eyes!

The widened eyes seemed to be asking others why she died, and why she died first.

[Kill chickens to scare monkeys! 】

Almost at the same time, this idea appeared in the minds of Gin and others.

Even people at Belmode's level would kill as soon as they said it, which meant that this Sophie was really not soft on them.

"Xue Li, please help me collect those little treasures on the ground."

Seeing that Gin took the lead in throwing the pistol into the pool of blood, Yamashita Toruto said with a bright smile: "Also, please close the eyes of Ms. Belmode who sacrificed her ego to fulfill her ego.

"I understand."

Miyano Shiho behaved very calmly, like a person who is used to seeing strong winds and waves.

It wasn't until she walked up to Gin Jiu and looked at the latter not far away again that he realized that there was no fear of himself in Xue Li's eyes.

[Closer...closer...closer. 】

Gin Jiu with a gloomy face watched Miyano Shiho bury his head in picking up the gun, calculating the distance between himself and her again and again in his heart.

【arrive!Enough distance! 】

Gin, who was on the offensive line, was about to take hostages and retreat.

The next second, a gun was on the back of his head...