Holy Grail War? Dragon Ball War

"Why don't you go and rest?"

Sitting in the helicopter, looking down at the devastated city, Vermouth teased Gin, who was clearly not in good condition.

"Humph"

There was no reply; Gin simply gave a cold snort.

"You could see the police officers frantically organizing people to escape."

Touching the sniper rifle in his hand, Chianti became somewhat excited.

Her trembling hand revealed her desire to fire.

"Don't make things complicated."

"Just kill the target."

Cohen glanced at her and then gave her a reminder.

Unlike Vodka, who was still unconscious and had been taken away, the rest of them boarded the helicopter.

With the help of this police helicopter, they can achieve their objectives while remaining undetected.

"You didn't make a mistake with the information about that rat, did you?"

"There's no mistake, he's near that hotel. According to the police report, the hotel staff should have been among the first to evacuate."

"But for some reason, he seems to have stayed at the hotel."

"If I want to leave now, I haven't seen him at any intersection."

Vermouth casually crossed her legs and then responded to Gin with ease.

"Given the abilities of those pirates, they might die somewhere."

Cohen looked down at the city below and felt a little uneasy.

He felt that the scale of the attack caused by the pirates this time was a bit exaggerated.

If this was premeditated, then Cohen can only conclude that they are insane.

It would be strange if such a large-scale attack on a city didn't incur the wrath of the state, leading to a massive military crackdown.

"Even if he's dead, I want to see his body first."

Gin ignored all that and instead murmured to himself, looking at the scanner mounted on the front of the helicopter.

.........

"Clap."

"Are you alright?"

Kyogoku Makoto looked at the two people lying on the ground, with obvious bloodstains on their foreheads, and pulled them up, saying something.

"."

L was dug out, but he didn't care about the scratches on his body.

He sighed as he looked at the unconscious Sawada Tsunayoshi.

(Danger!!)

I inexplicably owe this guy a favor.

At the last moment before the restaurant collapsed, he was helped by Sawada Tsunayoshi to avoid the dangerous falling rocks, at the cost of being hit by them.

Unexpectedly, Sawada Tsunayoshi would still choose to save him in that situation.

"She's still breathing. That's great!"

Although Tsunayoshi looks badly injured, he doesn't seem to be dead yet.

Touma, Makoto Kyogoku, Anya, and Shin-chan can finally rest easy.

"However, given the current situation, hospitals are probably not safe either."

Looking up at the surrounding firelight, Touma determined that Tsunayoshi needed to stop the bleeding and receive treatment first.

Otherwise, they would definitely die from massive bleeding.

"Oh no, I don't know if we can find an ambulance if we carry him now."

Makoto Kyogoku himself had run away without permission and didn't know where there were any ambulances nearby.

"Tsuna! Don't die!!"

Anya opened her eyes wide and called out to Tsuna, who was lying on the ground.

"Wake up! Don't fall asleep!"

Even Shin-chan stood obediently beside it, calling out to it.

"huhuhuhu"

"Ok?"

Just then, they suddenly saw a helicopter flying in from not far away, its headlights on.

"Is that a rescue helicopter?!"

"Great."

But Touma and L sensed that something was off about the atmosphere.

The sound of gunfire caused everyone's expressions to change.

"boom!"

"Danger!!"

Chapter 415: The Man with Seven Scars on His Chest!

"Danger!!"

Touma shouted before he even heard the gunshot, while Makoto Kyogoku shoved L aside, preventing him from getting hit by the bullet.

"huhuhuhu"

"What's going on? Isn't that a police helicopter?!"

"Are there other participants like you?"

Seeing the clearly armed helicopter and the sniper on top, Makoto Kyogoku asked in bewilderment.

"It seems to be the organization I provoked before."

"The fact that helicopters can be used in this situation means that the forces behind them are quite powerful."

L glanced at the bullet embedded in the ground beside him and roughly understood the reason.

That bullet was undoubtedly aimed at him.

If other participants truly possessed the ability to establish connections with the police, then the investigation shouldn't be focused solely on him.

After thinking it over, L could only think of a certain organization that he had provoked when he was bored at the time.

After all, it was intentional of him to capture that surveillance footage and leave the location inside the store building.

The other party was more powerful than he had imagined.

(Well, unfortunately, you chose a very bad time and the wrong opponent.)

L has fought against such criminal organizations before.

He glanced around but wasn't too worried.

For mortals attempting to fight against Servants, firearms and such are far from sufficient.

There were 4 Masters, 1 Servant, and 1 Superman present.

To dare to use a helicopter loaded with firepower to challenge this is simply utterly ignorant.

"what happened?!"

"Dodged the bullets?"

Chianti looked at the obvious miss in disbelief.

"It seems like the opponent can deflect bullets?"

"Are you kidding me?"

Vermouth's teasing words immediately enraged Chianti.

Reactive bullets?

How could there possibly be such a guy?

Not to mention that she was using a sniper rifle aimed at a long distance. Under the cover of darkness, it would be difficult to even be detected, let alone react.

With his body buffeted by the howling wind pressure, Chianti, refusing to believe it, decided to fire again.

But Gin stopped her.