The first to notice the anomaly was Miss Suzuki, who was at the front desk in the Genji Heavy Industries lobby.

From close to half past eleven o'clock in the afternoon, Miss Suzuki noticed that a small Toyota pickup truck with dozens of cans of gas was parked outside the building, and it did not move a single inch for three hours, but a few guys who did not look like gas company staff at all were circling around the pickup truck, jumping up and down.

"This is Suzuki at the front desk, do you have someone from the gas company who has made an appointment to come to the company today?" After thinking about it for a long time, Miss Suzuki decided to press the one-button dial of the landline button to connect with the company's management, after all, Genji Heavy Industries is a special positioning, and it would feel strange to have such a car parked outside.

"Didn't you?" After a pause of two seconds, Miss Suzuki received a negative answer: "There is a car with a gas tank parked outside the company for a long time... Yes, it's on the road on the front side, it feels dangerous, and there's no one in the cab. ”

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, as if several people were talking about something, and finally made a decision.

Miss Suzuki nodded after listening to the management's decision: "... If you really can't do it, just find a trailer to tow it away, right? Okay, I'll let the security guard negotiate first and see if I can't find the owner... Ok, thanks, excuse me. ”

Hung up the landline, the reception lady waved to the security guard to explain the matter in detail, and the security guards with five or three thick weapons nodded to show that they understood, and beckoned a few companions to push open the glass door and walk out.

Then, about a minute later, the explosion happened.

The shock wave and thick smoke almost instantly shattered all the glass curtain walls on the ground floor of Genji Heavy Industries at the same time, and the knife-like broken glass swept into the bottom floor of the hall with the hot wind of the explosion, and the leather and solid wood sofas, metal tables and chairs flew up with the people sitting on them as if they had lost their weight, and their arms and thighs 'danced' in the air, and their faces were full of dazed and helpless faces.

At the time of the explosion, several employees close to the glass curtain wall did not even react, the shock wave shook them into the air, and the shards of glass that hit them sealed their throats in the next step, and they rolled to the ground, breaking their limbs, and even covering their necks, allowing a large amount of blood to flow out, converging into a pool of filthy blood on the gray and dirty ground.

Everything in the hall was smashed by the invisible giant, and it flew deeper into tatters, until it hit a wall or a heavy object that was rooted in the earth, and then stopped and fell to the ground. The object will roll up and down a few times, and the person will "snap" on the ground like a heavy water bag, motionless, and if there is some damage, some of the thick red objects contained in the water bag will flow out.

In contrast, the people in the sofa waiting area were more lucky, they were lifted under the sofa and successfully avoided the direct damage of the shock wave, and avoided the indirect damage of shrapnel such as glass, sand, iron filings, plastic, etc., and their arms and thighs could be seen twitching in the black smoke after the explosion, and they were probably immersed in tinnitus and dizziness caused by the loud noise.

The round green leaves of the 'white butterflies' planted on both sides of the gate were naturally beaten into a sieve, and the broken green leaves were held up several meters high by the black smoke, until the curtain came down on the explosion that had taken place, and then they fell in the dead ruins and lay in the center of the devastated hall.

The porcelain-white walls with the Genji Heavy Industries logo were cut through the cracks by splashes, and between the black smoke rolling, no sound could be heard except for the car sirens that filled the streets outside the building.

Ding dong.

Several smoke grenades rolled in from outside the iron-framed gate, breaking the dead silence, and white smoke rose like a curtain, filling most of the space in just a few tens of seconds, obscuring the still functioning cameras.

Several figures emerged from the white smoke and rushed into the hall, dressed in different but uniform Pokemon hoods, with cold and hot weapons straddling their waists, long knives, daggers, rifles, and even an RPG-7B anti-tank bazooka on their shoulders.

"I feel like I'm a bit criminal, isn't it a bit of a terrorist to blow up a gas canister on the street?" The man wearing Jenny's ** suit played with the short dagger in his hand and chewed gum to scan the mess around him, and when he passed by a female secretary in a small suit and black stockings who was lying in a pool of blood, he also sighed and sighed, probably feeling a little pity.

"You're not a good person, so please stop wasting your time." The flame-breathing faucet covers, the woman carrying the RPG pulls out a pistol to make up for the half-dead man who grabs her ankle and tries to keep him.

"Our target is the 33rd floor, after the explosion, the target poked its head on the 33rd floor, don't fall in love with any units along the way." Charizard patted the walkie-talkie on his chest: "If you encounter trouble, notify the nearest person as soon as possible, this time our lord is fighting quickly." ”

"As far as we know, there are three safe passages in this building, two elevators, divided into VIP elevators and employee elevators, VIP elevators need identity cards, and the front desk has spare identity cards. According to the plan, Frog Seed and Jenny Turtle, you go to safe passage A and B respectively, I will take safe passage C with Pikachu, Blastoise, you go to the front desk to find a spare ID card and take the VIP elevator directly to the management to control those top people. ”

"It's a team leader." Pikachu carries a box and marvels at Captain Charizard.

"This kind of division of labor can be easily arranged even by you, right?" Captain Charizard doesn't seem to want to accept this sycophancy.

"No, I mean you're pretty good at being able to memorize all the pixie names in just half a day without seeing them..."

Captain Charizard pinched his eyebrows and seemed to have a headache: "Pikachu, don't talk about things that are not related to the mission." ”

"Yes!" Pikachu immediately straightened up, and at the end he felt that it was not enjoyable and added: "Pika Pika!" ”

Captain Charizard almost had the urge to put Pikachu on the wall, how could he not have noticed such a tease in the elite team when he gathered his men?

After the division of labor was completed, several Pokemon immediately dispersed and rushed into the elevator and safe passage, leaving only the thug wearing a water arrow ** sleeve to walk to the front desk with a golden sand eagle, and picked up the reception Miss Yoshiko Suzuki who was still ringing in the ears from behind.

"English が语せるの?" Blastoise slowly picked up Miss Suzuki, whose face was covered in blood-stained glass shards, with the barrel of his pistol slowly and methodically, and asked the above words in "Japanese" and "English".

"Yes." Surprisingly, Miss Suzuki is surprisingly resilient and able to organize her language in this situation.

"And consciousness, that's easy to say." Blastoise touched his chin and looked up and down at Miss Suzuki, who was in good shape.

The explosion tore off a strand of Miss Suzuki's clothes, revealing a few traces of whiteness, which was particularly eye-catching in the smoke and dust, which made him a pervert who was originally obsessed with gunfights and women, and couldn't help but think that sure enough, the Japanese are a people who love face, and the bigger the company, the more so. Even if dust and glass slag scratched this woman's face, it is clear from the silhouette and figure that this is a beauty standing on the street who is not weaker than a graphic model, this kind of person does not go to be the boss's secretary but comes to the front desk to do reception? It's a terrible thing.

For a while, the blastoise had a lot of rambling thoughts, and the barrel of the sand eagle in his hand was raised and drilled into Miss Suzuki's neckline, and for perverts, some things could only add a little sexual interest to them, even if they were out of place.

Hunters are all blood-licking jobs at the tip of a knife, bringing together all kinds of people from all over the world, under the huge remuneration and the high pressure of life and death, it is quite normal to occasionally have a few perverts, and the blastoise is naturally that pervert, before this mission, he was also a dissolute guy who could kill people like slaughtering dogs in Yemen in the Middle East while tearing whole wheat bread in the refugee slums.

It is said that he came with a reward of 20 million US dollars for this mission, and the reward for the murder of a general in a war-torn country in the Middle East is only 4 or 5 million, and he has to risk being bombed by various heavy weapons and drones during the process.

But here, killing an underage boy from a third-rate arms company in a peaceful country can get 20 million, and even if the cooperative team is divided, there will be four or five million hanging red, this kind of task that is difficult to find with a lantern is as simple as a vacation for him.

There is such a thing as a vacation, and the cherry blossoms that bloom in early March in Japan can barely be counted. If you want to have alcohol, I heard that the two flavors of shochu and sake are also blessed that you can't enjoy anywhere else. There must be a beauty, isn't this beauty in his hands at the moment?

Although Captain Charizard's plan is very elaborate, it is clear that controlling the top management is not a particularly important part of the mission, and it is not a big problem to delay for a few minutes in other small places, right?

The frail Miss Suzuki lowered her eyes and sat down on the front desk, and the Blastoise picked the barrel of the gold-plated eagle on her jaw and tore open her black hip skirt, but when she wanted to make the next move, it happened unexpectedly, but his perspective was suddenly stabbed by a spot of light, and he suddenly lost his vision in front of him!

Miss Suzuki's hand at the front desk was clutching a broken lens, and it was this lens that reflected light and blinded the thug in front of her!

Blastoise is also an experienced hunter who has been born and died, and forcibly opens his eyes wide and leans back at the same time to try to pull away and raise his gun to shoot back - unfortunately he still doesn't have enough distance, if he is a meter away, any self-defense and spear grabbing skills will lose its effect, but if the distance between the two sides is less than a meter and the unarmed person is within a critical distance, he will have enough chance to reverse the situation.

Raised his hand and aimed the sand eagle at the position where Miss Suzuki was originally sitting in his memory, but before he could shoot, he was hit by a lightning slap on the body of the sand eagle and the inside of his forearm, the sand eagle flew out and fell to the ground and slid half a meter, and Miss Suzuki, who was holding the sharp lens in his hand, had already pounced in front of him like a female leopard!

The Blastoise was stunned in his heart and his hand was not slow, his fast and fast right hand grabbed Miss Suzuki's tiger mouth and thumb holding the lens, and his left hand pressed down with all his strength to force the sharp lens in the opponent's hand to cut down with a large piece of flesh and blood in the palm of his hand, and fell to the ground with the lens, this sharp pain can make anyone howl and temporarily lose the ability to think logically.

Blastoise pulled back and was about to pull out the spare pistol behind his waist, but Miss Suzuki grabbed his cuff with the palm that had lost half of the flesh and was dragged to the ground, and even more used his strength to get up and attack further!

"Crazy woman, let go!" Blastoise took out a spare pistol and aimed it at Miss Suzuki's head on the ground and was about to shoot, but the other party took the first step to touch the side of the pistol, unloaded his magazine, and then turned his head and forcibly carried the bullet in the chamber with his shoulder, his body trembled and slammed into his arms at the same time, slammed his knee into his, put him down, and then sat on top of him!

The water blaster on the ground opened his eyes and mouth, but in the severe pain, he did not forget to continue to fight back, grabbed Miss Suzuki's neckline and dragged it to his face, and at the same time the whole person shrank down, this is a technique to get out when he is overwhelmed in jiu-jitsu, the tiles on the ground are instantly enlarged in Miss Suzuki's eyes, if this fall is really concussion, it is not enough to run, but she has already expected to cover her face with her hand and roll forward and leave the body of the blastoise.

"Slut, you're finished!" Finally closing the distance, the blastoise rolled over and pulled out the dagger on the side of his thigh and got up from the ground, but when he turned around, he saw Miss Suzuki, kneeling on the ground holding a golden eagle pointed at him.

The distance between the two was kept behind three meters, seven steps away.

"You-"

When the guns rang out, Miss Suzuki fired a series of shots with a cold face, knocking the blastoise to the ground and trembling wildly, and not forgetting to empty all the bullets in the magazine at the corpse on the ground - this is her habit, before she retired from the SWAT unit, it was clearly stipulated that once the gun was fired during the mission, all the bullets must be poured to ensure the death of the enemy.

After almost penetrating the Blastoise's chest, she lowered the gun in her hand, and with her still intact left hand, she took out the sparse mobile phone with the broken screen in her pocket and lit the screen, and made a call while taking off her high heels—she had done the whole battle in high heels.

After the phone was connected, Miss Suzuki breathed a sigh of relief: "Is the head of the Ryoma family?" There are some hiccups on the part of the company building..."

"Well, some people died... The situation is still under control. ”

"How is the subordinate injured? Ah... The head of the family is still so gentle... The subordinate was only slightly injured, and he still had the strength to pursue. ”

In the smoky hall, Miss Suzuki, who was holding a telephone, trotted to load the gold-plated eagle and chased to the safe passage not far away, passing by the corpse of the blastoise did not forget to kick the bad man's lower body and spit on it, and many people who were still alive behind her also shook their heads and stood up, and when they saw the corpse of the blastoise on the ground, they all sighed after understanding what had happened, and began to look for the nearest murder weapon on their own.

- They're probably going to have to work overtime again today.