The muzzles of a dozen guns were pointed in the direction of the boy and the Japanese man.

At the slightest flurry, the muzzles of these cheap guns will burst into flames mercilessly, smashing the two men into a sieve.

Everything seems to have been decided, and the two of them can't escape.

The limit of human reaction speed is 0.1 seconds, but for the initial velocity of a bullet, a short second is enough for a bullet to fly hundreds of meters, and the end of life and death is already doomed at the moment when the bullet is discharged.

No matter how fast the person moves and reacts, he will not be able to escape the attack that breaks through the speed of sound after all.

Like a predestined fate, death is always so untouchable.

Perhaps only those who have been implanted with the Sannweistein prosthesis can fight the bullet in the cracks of time.

Otherwise, all efforts would be in vain.

Even Kitagawa Hao's expression became a little uneasy, and he silently made a secret decision in his heart.

If the other side really wanted to shoot, the only thing he could do was probably only one person who rushed out and desperately created a chance for Lin Mo to escape.

Even if you block a few bullets for it, it can be regarded as repaying Lin Mo's kindness!

Compared to Beichuan Hao, who was ready to die, Lin Mo was much more indifferent.

It was as if there were not a dozen guns pointed at him in front of him, but a dozen salutes, and on the other side was nothing more than a guard of honor welcoming him out, firing at the muzzle of the guns that were a roaring salute, and these people were destined to be clowns for people to laugh at.

"Lin Jun, I'm very sorry, I hurt you."

Kitagawa Hao's face was full of determination to die, his eyes were as firm as iron, and he couldn't see a trace of nostalgia for life:

"I'll create a chance for you to escape in a while, you just run, don't look back, this is my atonement, and your kindness to me may only be repaid in the next life, although it is shameless to say this, but my sister... I hope you can help take care of her, this is my last wish. ”

Lin Mo was playing with the katana in his hand, took out a hemostatic bandage from the bag, and wiped the stains on the knife with the help of the bandage, as if he was not worried about his safety at all.

Seeing this, a trace of worry flashed on Kitagawa Hao's face:

"Lin Jun, are you going to kill yourself?"

"No, I'll keep it and wait for the head," Lin Mo replied lightly.

Then, before Kitagawa Hiroshi understood the meaning of this sentence, he seemed to remember something, and said with a smile:

"Don't say this kind of frustrating words, I can't afford to wait for too long in the next life, you owe me now, even if you sell yourself, you may not be able to pay it off, I'll talk about it here, you're a good person, I've always had an idea, I want to create a team of marginal people, and I'm currently short of manpower, are you interested?"

Beichuan Hao was stunned when he heard this, he really didn't expect Lin Mo to think about such a thing at such a critical moment.

Observing Lin Mo's expression, he found that the other party was not lying.

After only thinking for a second, Kitagawa Hiroshi suddenly smiled heartily, and an emotion of dying for a confidant suddenly rose in his heart.

At the end of the day, he messed up almost everything and owed so much kindness, but this teenager still chose to believe in himself.

"It is the luck of my life that Lin Jun can invite me, if I can see the sun tomorrow, I will never live up to Lin Jun's expectations."

He replied sincerely.

"That's good." Lin Mo smiled as if he had succeeded in his trick.

The footsteps were getting closer, and the gangsters with guns walked slowly, always guarding against the two hiding behind cover from throwing grenades coldly.

Beichuan Hao took a few deep breaths, and was about to act according to his plan, but he never thought that Lin Mo would stop him.

"Don't worry, they're already here." Turning his head suspiciously, Kitagawa Hiroshi saw the boy say this.

Just when Kitagawa Hao was very puzzled by this, there was a sudden sound in his ears like a galloping horse.

It was the roar of heavy armored vehicles, the high-powered engines roaring like angry dragons, and with the blessing of the auditory enhancer, Kitagawa seemed to feel that an army was coming this way.

The sound of tires spinning, the bolts of guns, the modulation of heavy weapons, the muffled roar of steel behemoths jolting on the road... All this is a declaration of absolute violence!

Not only Kitagawa Hiroshi heard it, but even those gang members heard it, everyone stood in place with a blank expression, but they no longer dared to move at will.

It was like the army of tyrants in history and mythology, they came with neat steps, and their voices shook the heavens and the earth.

With such a great momentum, it would be a great sin for the subjects not to want to bow down, and who could withstand this momentum and move around at will?

The gang leader, who was standing outside the alley, turned his head and saw a bright light speeding from the other side of the road.

It was a group of vehicles that were speeding to the limit, and they were coming in this direction, and behind the glare of lights seemed to hide thousands of horses.

"It's not coming from us, is it?"

The gang leader thought in trepidation, but he thought it was ridiculous.

How could a big man who could drive such force be surrounded by a small gang like them?

It must be an illusion, it must be an illusion, they should just be passing by!

However, when the vehicles drove up to his vicinity, the ensuing drifting stop shattered his illusions.

Vehicles slowed down as they approached, and then began to turn and drift as if they had been trained countless times, the tires grinding and the smell of burning in the air.

When the drift ended, the vehicles formed a semi-encirclement shape to surround the already scareless gangsters.

A loud horn came from the car:

"This is SSI, Night City Security Services, Inc., you have threatened our customers with force, please lay down your arms and release our customers immediately, we will not allow customers to be harmed in the slightest!

"Remember, you only have one minute, and if our customers are harmed in the slightest, we will have the right to use force against you in accordance with Night City laws and regulations, and our MK31 heavy machine guns and M20 guided launchers will be mercilessly tilted at you!"

"I warn you, lay down your weapons!"

The rooftop searchlights of the three Chevrolet Emperor 720s were lit up, and the entire street was instantly lit up as day, and the heavy machine guns on the cars were already aimed at the group of shivering gangsters, and several security personnel with bazookas on their shoulders squatted next to the car, the dark cannon holes were like an abyss, and the shadow of death could only be seen as far as the eye could see.

Several gunshots rang out in succession, as if to demonstrate, and the tires of the cars of the gang members who had gathered at the entrance and exit of the alley were shot, and the bright headlights were shattered.

As a result, the only light in the entire area was the light emitted by the vehicles of this group of Heavenly Divine Soldiers.

Like the tyrannical theocracy of the past, if Prometheus had not stolen fire, then mortals would not have fire, nor would there be light!

The vehicle behind also ran down a number of heavily armed security guards, armed with assault rifles, aiming at the gangsters who were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered in the white light.

Not only that, several infrared laser rays shone directly on the field, constantly roaming on the bodies of the gang members, like the gaze of death, and the snipers hiding in the shadows did not have the slightest sense of concealment, and poured these violence on these people without scruples.

At the slightest change, the firepower will be poured on these gang members mercilessly.

The company's style of acting has always been so vigorous and resolute, and they will only understand two behaviors when dealing with these low-level people.

Either "Yes" or "No".

All the gang members trembled in the face of this violence, and they cooperated with the company, and naturally understood the horror of the company.

No matter what kind of company, any small company will have their own private security team, and among them, the company that can undertake the security business is definitely the best among all companies!

They provide security services not only for private individuals, but also for other small companies that are not well-established and large, and the force value is definitely far greater than that of any small gang.

One gangster shuddered and threw down his firearm, and then, like dominoes being toppled down, others dropped their weapons one after another.

The die is cast!

......

Not far from the encirclement, a purple [Gudra Type 66 640 TS] was parked on the side of the road, and next to it was the [Chevrolet Emperor 720 Modified Version] that was originally trapped in the parking lot.

The six people stood quietly in place and watched this scene from afar, all stunned.