The soldiers of the Japanese silver mine branch in the right hand of the ghost rushed out from the side and began to exchange fire with the last fighting force of Asmantis, most of the soldiers on both sides belonged to the foreign special forces of the Japanese Cabinet Intelligence Investigation Office, and they saw familiar faces in the scope, but the fingers that pulled the trigger did not hesitate, the gunshots were loud, the skull exploded, and immediately a car lost control and crashed into the isolation pier on the side of the street, and the "boom" ignited a skyrocket.

It's a battle of faith, and Asmontis has spent years gradually mastering the underground power of the Intelligence Investigation Chamber, while the Ghost Silver Mine is infiltrating, extending its veins to every corner of the Metropolitan Police Department building. Suspicion, snooping, and lurking were the themes of this silent battle, and now that all the speculations have finally been revealed, "Captain Izuki?" A soldier driving a car couldn't help but exclaim when he saw the middle-aged man in a blue jacket, gray hair, and an assault rifle on the side ......of the road, "We must pass this news on to the deacon!" His vision suddenly plunged into darkness, and Taro Izuki pulled the trigger and accurately delivered three 5.56mm bullets into his left eye, the tumbling bullets churning his brain into a pulp and cutting off all his unfinished thoughts. "Boom!" the second car crashed into the side of the street, and two soldiers on fire screamed and rushed out, dancing comically in the rain of bullets.

"You're not going to make a move? You're called Maury Nasser, aren't you? You're a son of God, how did you become a ghost man?" Sam wore huge Ray-Ban sunglasses to hide his scarred face, he had just emptied the magazine of his revolver and was hiding in the alley to change bullets.

The young Arab man in a well-fitting Italian handmade suit said expressionlessly: "Please call me Mauri Alpha Gold Mine, there is a big gap between our departments and ranks, you have no right to command me, I only listen to the instructions of the listener." ”

"Islamists. The American muttered, leaned out and slammed his shot, "What an alpha, what a gold mine, it's just a pawn lurking in the enemy's place, see how you go back and explain the death of another son of God? ”

"Everything is not God, but Allah, Muhammad is the messenger of Allah, and the listener is Jebrielai, one of the four angels, and what he says is to convey the will of Allah, and I have no right to doubt it." Nasser replied calmly, "If the listener commands me to expose myself, or even to rush to the wheel to free myself, I will not hesitate to do so, because even if I die, I will be resurrected on the day of resurrection." ”

Sam was stunned for a moment, "I'm not familiar with the way the listener acts, but what you say doesn't quite look like a sane person would say...... What the hell do you gold mines do? Heck, I've been in the ghost for so long, and I'm still confused about the whole structure. ”

"That's because your caste is just a low gamma. Maury Nasser replied, "Every time your caste moves up one level, your secret privileges go up one level, and the information you have access to naturally increases." With your current position, I'm afraid you don't even know the ultimate goal of the ghost's right hand, so please don't talk about it. ”

The American blew away the scorching smoke from the barrel of the gun, frowned and let go: "You know, the ghost is just a big conglomerate for me that doesn't want to show its true identity, as long as the remuneration is high enough, it doesn't matter what I do, I don't care if it's an anti-human element sitting in the headquarters office or a macaw tapping on the keyboard indiscriminately! This is the spirit of optimism that we Americans live by......

The pursuers behind him were stopped by ghosts, and Aziwei drove an ambulance to approach the checkpoint, and the police stationed behind the cordon were startled by the fierce gun battle, and only a loudspeaker mounted on the police car repeatedly played the warning that it was forbidden to enter and leave the restricted area. The windshield of the car was already shattered, and the flower of the rainforest, squinting at it, raised her pistol in the strong wind, and shot the orange button of the movable barrier. The crossbar was raised, Aqiwei stepped on the accelerator hard, the tattered and burning ambulance roared and knocked over the two isolation piers and rushed out of the checkpoint, drawing a serpentine curve crookedly on the street, the crowd of onlookers screamed and fled in all directions, the ambulance passed through the flow of people and vehicles, in front of it was the wide Chiyoda Chuo Street, but due to the regional blockade, thousands of vehicles and dense pedestrians have completely blocked the street, "The traffic jam is really a tumor in Tokyo...... Should it be said that it is a tumor disease in East Asia and Pacific countries? Why do you Orientals like to watch the excitement so much, even if bullets fly overhead, you don't dodge? What do you say, bastards who are sleeping?" Aqiwei held Gu Tie's head in her right arm and sighed at him, the Chinese let out a groan in response in a coma, and the flower of the rainforest smiled.

"Get out of here!" she yelled at the sky, driving onto the sidewalk, smashing bicycle parking sheds, cafes and newsstands one after another, the pursuers had been left far behind, the police in the chaos of the Metropolitan Police Department building by the EMP bomb attack and the Ground Self-Defense Force were not a threat due to political pressure, and Aziwei was confident that she would find safe shelter in the huge steel jungle of Tokyo. At this moment, she suddenly felt something strange, this strange feeling was not transmitted from the sensory organs to the nerve center, but appeared directly in the depths of consciousness, making her body tremble from the inside out. One hundred thousand platinum electrodes moved restlessly in the air, feeling the violently increasing charge in the air.

Azivi couldn't help but look back, and through the burning carriage and the back door that was only half a half-open, she saw a pure white light rising from within the blockade in the distance. The pillar of light was not dazzling, but it had a heavy texture, as if it had been poured with a high density of mercury, and after a few seconds, the pillar of light appeared in countless branch-shaped forks, and the tentacles of these photoelectric lights stretched out in all directions, quickly covering a large area of the sky. Immediately afterward, the tip of each fork condensed into a ball of light with a blue tail flame, and with a single glance, one could guess that this extremely compressed plasma ball contained terrifying destructive power. This surreal scene attracted the attention of all passers-by, but Aqiwei shivered fiercely, "It's the man who used electricity, he's not dead yet...... Hell, hell, hell!" she instinctively sensed the danger, and drove the car over the sidewalk to speed away, but by this time the ruptured tire had exceeded the load, and the speed of the car began to slow down, "Move, move!" The woman roared and shifted gears, refueled, the ambulance hybrid engine crackled, and suddenly the right rear tire completely burst, and the body began to slide sideways, and through the broken glass window, a little girl could be seen standing in the middle of the sidewalk, looking at the car rushing towards her with her mouth wide open.

"Crunch squeak...... The metal body rubbed against the floor tiles and made a piercing whistle, dragging a spark, sliding out more than ten meters and finally stopped, the bumper was only a few centimeters away from the little girl in the school uniform. Aqiwei gritted her teeth and put Gu Tie on her shoulder, kicked open the driver's door and jumped out of the car, carrying the man on her back and rushing to a side alley, "What are you still doing in a daze, don't run quickly! The farther the better, hurry up!" She yelled at the little girl, seeing that the girl was still standing there with a dull expression, she took out her pistol again and slammed into the sky, "Get out!"

The Japanese girl finally cried out, turned and ran to the other side of the street, the crowd was frightened by the burning ambulance and the fierce silver-haired woman, and began to surge to the periphery, taking advantage of the noise, Aziwei looked back at the pure white tree that was getting brighter and brighter, cursed, and rushed into the dark alley.

“...... What's that?" Sam Williams took a few steps back in horror, and as someone with more sensitivity than the average person, he sensed that this was definitely not a good sign.

"Mission accomplished, retreat!" Izuki Iketaro instructed, and the ghost warriors began to retreat. The wreckage of four sedans burned in the middle of the street, and the final barrage was undoubtedly very successful.

"Is it Dvoru?" the young Arab looked suspicious, "In the information I have, he only has five abilities: 'Arc of Light', 'Drift Net', 'Flame Snake', 'Sting', and 'Dark Armor', as well as the ultimate means of exploding plasma balls, but this big tree ...... Is he completely liberated? He's the first modulator, can't he not know the consequences of that?"

The Americans pointed to the sky while running: "Don't be in a daze, the control time of the Brotherhood has ended, and the Self-Defense Forces are about to clear the field, and it will be too late if you don't leave now!" Sixteen joint-fire ground-attack missiles and two 120-round rocket bays, some of which are also equipped with laser-directed weapons and particle beam generators, are devastating forces that can completely destroy a neighborhood. Sam limped away as he knocked on his temple in frustration and said to himself: "It's good to work honestly in the copper mines, and the money in the silver mines is really not easy to make, my classic gasoline-engined Mustang sports car......"

A pure white tree covered the sky, and a man looked up at this wonderful landscape, but his face was surprisingly calm. "It's not the realm of human beings. Yuyama Asada muttered, "So, I'm fighting monsters?Since when did the scenes in the manga come true?Naomi, it seems that I can't bring you back to the Yaeyama Islands, I hope the gusts of wind in winter can blow your ashes back to the cliffs where the mountains are full of flowers......" He pulled off his trench coat, took out a small plastic box, carefully bundled the metal hydrogen explosives inside, and then took out the cylindrical ultra-high pressure detonator and connected the wire to it. Finally, the Ryukyuan people sat down and used their slender fingers to help Naomi Asada fix her hair, "I can finally take a good rest......