"Drip."

The door card clicked open.

The movement made Beatrice, who was sitting on the couch, raise her head and touch her arm to the side.

"Waterfa?"

The female killer furrowed her eyebrows and let go of the hand holding the handle of the gun: "What are you doing outside?" ”

No wonder she has this question.

After setting off from Banshee Town, this guy who has always been in a suit and leather shoes actually changed into a dress close to that of a local, and the bloated down jacket completely hides his figure, not to mention the beard on his face.

Looks like it's definitely going to be a problem.

She couldn't help but spread her hands and put on a very helpless look.

"Hey."

Ethan tore off his fake beard and looked even more helpless than the other party: "I'm such a low-key person, I bet you a million dollars, you will never guess what happened to me tonight!" ”

"Can you believe it?"

He shook his head and went to the living room and threw himself on the couch: "There is still that kind of woman in the world, just because I don't agree to go to a love hotel with her for a few hours, she takes a knife and cuts me." ”

"Farke, this damn country."

"Respectful, respectful, and well-behaved, there is always a crazy soul hidden."

"Actually, you don't need to explain."

Beatrice waved her hand to show that she was not a fool and could not believe such a clumsy lie: "You just need to tell me how many people you killed and whether they were dealt with or not!" ”

"Please." Ethan grabbed the map on the table:

"I'm such a nice guy."

"I won't shout and kill at every turn, I'm coming back in disguise, you should know that I'm careful enough."

"It's really bad luck to run into a few thugs!"

Those few people must be the head snakes of the land.

In order to avoid trouble, after leaving the scene quickly, he went all the way around and changed his clothes, and then changed two more times before returning to the hotel.

You can be targeted in this way, and there is no way to do it.

"Smack~"

Flicking his finger at the improvised map, Ethan raised an eyebrow and asked, "What is this place?" ”

Above, is a diagram of the structure of the house.

A red cross was also drawn in one of the places.

"Aobaya!"

Beatrice picked up the duffel bag at her feet, put it on the table and opened it: "That's the headquarters of Crazy 88, and when Ishii Yuren and her men are fine, they often drink and have fun in Aobaya!" ”

"Especially tomorrow night."

"It was the time of the regular meeting of Crazy 88, and it cost me a lot of money to find out the news."

"It's dangerous, though."

She raised her head and said seriously, "But it is very difficult to grasp the exact whereabouts of Ishii Yulian, and that is an extremely careful person. ”

"Well, then tomorrow night."

Ethan spread his hands and said he had no opinion.

"Good!"

Grabbing a bulletproof vest from her duffel bag, Beatrice reached out and handed it out: "If we're lucky, we'll be able to find her there!" ”

"If you're unlucky."

Ethan smiled and took the bulletproof vest and plug board: "Maybe there will be AK47s waiting for us there!" ”

"I guess the shootout is harder for you." Beatrice clasped her fingers around the retainer, hooked a Colt M1911, shook it and said, "Time is limited, I can only find these." ”

"One gun and two magazines per person."

"If nothing else, it should be enough for us to deal with special situations!"

"And what about adding this?" Ethan smiled and pulled away the bloated down jacket, revealing the two guns that were tightly fitted to his waist by the armpit holster: "TEC-9 submachine gun, small body, fierce firepower." ”

"Equipped with a twenty-round magazine, it is highly concealed."

"Again, two magazines per person."

There are a lot of guns in your own space, so take them out now, and when the time comes, you can be prepared.

He wouldn't be stunned to go to the boss of the violent community with a katana and a small pistol.

Although the country of cherry blossoms is a country with no guns.

Even if, as Beatrice said, their people here prefer cold weapon fighting, Ethan still made his own preparations, and with this thing in hand, he has more confidence in his heart.

"How did you do that?"

Happily taking the submachine gun handed out by Ethan, Beatrice hurriedly asked, "It won't attract the attention of people with a heart, right?" ”

In fact, it is not that she can't find a more powerful firearm.

But that takes time.

And it is easy to attract the attention of the underground forces, which is the last thing she wants to happen now.

"Don't worry."

Ethan also stuffed the M1911 she bought back into the holster, and said with a calm expression: "I have my channel, there will be absolutely no problems!" ”

If it weren't for the fear of scaring her.

I just came back with the AR15 on my back.

However, in front of these gangsters who mainly wield knives, having a submachine gun is already considered absolute heavy firepower, and even if they have a gunner, it should be mainly short firepower.

Beatrice was eager to find out what had happened to her.

And where the gun was bought.

But after thinking about it, she still pressed her curiosity.

Everyone has their own secrets, and those who do her job know better what it means not to inquire about other people's privacy at will, and sometimes the less you know, the better.

"Listen, that's my plan."

Putting away the gun in her hand, Beatrice tapped on the map and arranged her plans for tomorrow.

This plan, in fact, is very simple.

It's nothing more than looking for someone, killing people.

What's more important is the escape route, especially since Ethan is not familiar with this city, so he must memorize the escape route by heart, so as not to get lost in this steel forest at that time.

Time passed little by little.

As the night darkened, the two went back to their rooms to rest and prepare for the next day's battle.

"Scratch."

The roller shutter was pulled up with force.

The screeching sound spread far away in a large area of surrounding bungalows.

"Da~"

The incandescent lamps lit up, and a man and a woman strode into the makeshift rented garage, their shiny leather shoes stained with dust on the concrete floor.

The slender black pants are slender, and the private custom suit sets off the handsome man with a heroic look.

Raise your hands and feet, show your style.

Ethan stretched, his joints crackling.

I didn't go out today, except for sleeping, I was playing with the Hanzang knife, after a day's rest, the abundant energy could almost overflow from my body, and my deep eyes burst out with amazing light.

He put the cigarette in his mouth and squinted his eyes to look to the side.

Raised eyebrows.

Beatrice, who is about the same height as herself, changed into a yellow motorcycle suit, and also stepped on a pair of yellow Asics sneakers, which had two black belts on the sides, and the whole person looked like a replica of Bruce Lee.

Quite a commotion.

However, his own suit thug dress is not far behind.

In the garage are two very cool Kawasaki motorcycles, one bright yellow and the other black, lying on the ground like two beasts, waiting for the moment to roar.

"When you're done, meet here!"

Beatrice threw the duffel bag on the ground and looked at Ethan, who was carrying a guitar bag, "There is no surveillance around, so it's perfect to move around." ”

"Tonight, hopefully we can all get what we want."

"Of course."

Ethan bared his white teeth and slammed into fists.

"Boom~~~"

Two motorcycles burst out of the garage one after another, and two lightning bolts, one black and one yellow, quickly roamed the streets of Tokyo, and the roaring sound shook the falling snowflakes in all directions. (End of chapter)