Ming Ke: Everyone at the same time thought I was a poor little thing

Kenji Hagiwara took out his raincoat and put it on, opened the car door with his gun in hand, and walked quickly forward. He had to find a way to open a passage for the police.

As they passed by police cars, the vigilant officers inside looked at each other and continued to move forward.

At this time, in one of the police cars, Jinpei Matsuda woke up refreshed.

A flash of sleepiness disappeared from his turquoise eyes, which became sharp and clear, as if he had just closed his eyes to rest.

He recalled that he had been ambushed by the little girl, and his face turned ugly.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to say something, he realized that he was in a car. There were police cars in front, behind, and on both sides, but they were all parked there motionless. The police officers in the cars all held weapons in their hands, and their expressions were extremely serious.

His mind tensed silently. Where was Hagi? Why wasn't he by his side?

"What happened?" he asked.

The driver was a member of the Explosives Unit. When he saw him wake up, his expression lit up and he quickly said, "We've been stopped. I heard the sound of an exchange of gunfire. It's likely that the people from that lab reacted and retaliated against the police."

'boom--'

Before Matsuda Jinping could sit up straight, bullets hit both sides of the car.

Screams were heard from the police car next to them. The researcher in the back seat was bleeding from the temple, having been pierced by a bullet.

Jinpei Matsuda realized that it was a silencing!

He immediately bent down, picked up the umbrella at his feet, pushed open the car door and rushed out despite the team members' obstruction.

In the heavy rain, the SAT mobile team had already gotten off the vehicle and was now exchanging fire with the organization.

Snipers in the dark constantly took the opportunity to shoot bullets at tricky angles, taking the lives of the prisoners.

The sound of rain was loud, but the crazy gunshots were still obvious.

‘Boom! ’

The explosions, accompanied by wailing, were chilling.

Kenji Hagiwara, who was running towards the crossfire, turned his head to avoid the flying car debris, paused, and then rushed forward without hesitation.

Single-shoulder rocket launcher!

That organization came prepared!

His purple eyes were unconsciously covered with a layer of haze, and he looked behind him almost instinctively. A familiar figure holding an umbrella was chasing after him quickly.

Xiao, Zhen Ping...

He waited there for a while, and after Matsuda Jinpei caught up with him, the two did not talk.

Kenji Hagiwara tacitly took his umbrella and held it over his head, and the two of them squatted down behind a car.

In this small space, Matsuda Jinpei quickly took out a tightly sealed black box from his body, took out various tools with skill, and began to make handicrafts.

Kenji Hagiwara tilted the umbrella to protect him more tightly to prevent rain and moisture in the air from wetting the material.

Time passed minute by minute, the sounds of gunfire and explosions gradually approached, the sky became brighter, and the white gas that had been blocking their vision gradually disappeared.

Kenji Hagiwara suddenly felt dizzy and quickly reached out to hold the front of the car to steady himself.

Jinpei Matsuda was making the final finishing touches. After he put away the bombs one by one, his face suddenly felt cold and water drops fell on it.

Hagi has always protected him well, so how could it rain?

He looked back and his pupils suddenly shrank.

I saw that Kenji Hagiwara's face was pale, his body was unstable and he was about to fall.

"hagi?!"

Hagiwara Kenji raised his hand to hold him down, barely raised his lips, and said weakly, "There's something wrong with this white mist, Zhenping, protect yourself."

He took out a clean handkerchief from his pocket and handed it over. Matsuda Jinpei took it and covered his mouth and nose with it. He stood up, took the umbrella, and said sullenly, "Hide, hagi."

After saying that, he raised his feet and ran quickly forward.

Kenji Hagiwara was leaning against the front of the car. When the police officer in the car found that he was in poor condition, he immediately got out and helped him inside.

But soon, the police officer himself began to have a rapid heartbeat and felt dizzy.

"Officer Hagiwara, is this white mist a drug?" he asked stutteringly.

Hagiwara Kenji leaned back in the passenger seat and said weakly, "I don't think it's that bad. The effect is too slow. I think it's probably some kind of virus."

The police officer was startled: "Disease, virus?"

But then he thought again, they had just come out of an illegal laboratory, and the people detained in the car were all researchers, so it was normal to have unknown viruses.

Now we can only hope that this virus is not fatal.

Suddenly, the gunshots stopped and continuous roars rang in my ears.

Up ahead, Jinpei Matsuda hid beside a half-burnt police car, his eyes filled with anger as he glanced at the SAT members and researchers inside the car whose heads were bleeding and lifeless.

After identifying the direction of the rocket launcher and gunshots, he got into the car, pushed the police officer's body to the researcher's position, pulled down the helmet visor to cover his face, closed the car door, started the car, stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and rushed towards the organization in a crazy manner.

In the distance, on a high slope.

Shuichi Akai obviously noticed the movement of the car. Through his scope, he saw the fully armed man inside through the rain.

This outfit seems to belong to the virgin explosion group.

Did this person suddenly rush over like a madman, intending to die?

Shuichi Akai didn't want to take action, but Gin was watching him, so he could only aim at him and shoot.

The moment the bullet was fired, Shuichi Akai raised his eyebrows and his eyes were full of interest.

The car dodged the bullet with extremely graceful movement.

He immediately became interested and stopped shooting at other police cars. Instead, he directly confronted the police officer from the explosives disposal team.

Shot after shot was fired at tricky angles, targeting wheels, windows, engines, fuel tanks and other locations.

The car seemed to have its own consciousness, dodging the bullets nimbly.

Shuichi Akai thought that as soon as he aimed at the opponent, the opponent already knew where his bullet was going.

“It’s like being prophetic.”

A hoarse voice sounded.

Akai Hide turned his head to look, only to see Gin holding a cigarette and saying indifferently, "I've only seen this happen to two people."

One is Tennessee whiskey.

That guy has the ability to turn everyone around him into a master of outlining, and the bullets shot at him can't even scratch his clothes.

There is another one - Bourbon's subordinate, a member of the dessert club, and a member of the virgin explosion team, Jinpei Matsuda!

The man had an almost unfathomable intuition about danger. Out of curiosity, he once emptied two magazines of bullets at the other party, but the other party dodged them all with great agility.

To others, it seemed as if he and Jinpei Matsuda were playing a difficult game.

Vodka even asked him naively whether he shot at the corner of Matsuda Jinpei's clothes specifically to tease him and make him fear the organization.

Akai Shuichi asked directly: "Is one of them the police officer who is driving now?"

Gin said with a sour face: "Ninety percent probability."

Ever since Jinpei Matsuda asked for a code name but was rejected by the predecessor, that guy stopped accepting missions from the organization and stopped coming to the organization.

But he is a member of the Dessert Club, and the organization is wary of him and dare not touch him easily.