That scream made the small courtyard no longer have its original elegant atmosphere.

Ishii rolled on the ground.

The blood stained the snow red, and the poetic scene was gone, and the action also lifted the dust and mist, and her mouth let out a miserable scream, but her eyes were extremely clear, and the hand covering her thigh reached in like lightning.

The pistol, tied to the inside of the thigh, was quickly drawn.

As she rolled, she quickly raised against the bright yellow.

"Bang!"

At the same time as the gunshot, Ishii's palm exploded, and the delicate little pistol also fell into the snow.

Beatrice strode forward with a hideous face.

With a quick pull of Colt's trigger in his hand, the hatred accumulated over the years turned into a bullet, one after another hitting the noble lady in the white kimono.

From the hands to the feet, to the body.

The blood mist continued to explode, until she walked in front of Ishii Yulian, and then pointed the gun at her head with hatred:

"Scream, roll?"

Beatrice carried her katana behind her back with her left hand and held Colt firmly with her right hand.

She sneered a few times, looked disdainfully at the woman lying in a pool of blood and convulsed, and continued: "Have you lived comfortably for too long, and you are stupid enough to use such a clumsy trick to deceive me? ”

"Now."

She stepped on Ishii's chest and roared, "This is the time when you should fall into a permanent slumber!" ”

"Bang~"

Bullets in the magazine, squirting wildly.

Ethan pursed his lips and bit down on his cigarette, watched the guns light up, and squinted his eyes into the sky.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier.

There are white flowers dancing all over the sky, which is very beautiful.

The gunfire soon stopped.

Ethan also reached out and crushed the cigarette butt on the trunk of the tree, shoving it into his pocket, and in front of Beatrice sat in the snow, staring blankly at the dead enemy, not knowing what she was thinking.

Although the most important person is not dead.

But the other enemies were also dead at this moment, and the muscles on her face twitched.

It seems to cry but not cry, and it seems to laugh but not laugh!

"It's time to go."

Ethan drew his Hanzo knife and strode over to the two men.

He picked up the katana that Ishii Yuren had fallen into the snow, and waved it a few times: "The time is delayed for a long time, and it will be troublesome if the police block the building!" ”

The other party just recognized the weapon in Beatrice's hand.

Still undaunted, he drew his sword against each other, proving that this katana with a cherry blossom pattern on the hilt is also a treasure.

The price is not as good as Hanzo knife.

It is estimated that it is not much worse than it, and with such a trophy, it is not a trip for nothing.

He found the scabbard again and laughed at it unceremoniously.

This is the Imperial Lotus Sword.

Giving a name to his new collection, Ethan raised his katana cross-legged in his left and right hands and let out a laugh of satisfaction.

The revenge was avenged, and the information was successfully obtained.

The two fled the scene.

Tickets to Hong Kong Island have been purchased in advance from today to the next few days, and they must leave without stopping, and although they think they are hidden, there is no need to stay and challenge the might of the state apparatus.

A minute later.

The elevator doorbell rang, and three Tokyo police officers walked out with straight faces.

I thought I would be blocked by Yakuza.

I didn't expect it to be quiet above, there was no sound at all, and it wasn't like the police said that there was any gang vendetta.

But it's all coming.

You still have to check it, otherwise you won't be able to pay the difference.

Several people strode forward, and the one who took the lead sensed that something was wrong, sniffed violently, and his pace sped up a little.

The scene like the Shura Field suddenly appeared in front of their eyes.

I didn't expect it to be such a scene.

All three froze in place.

There are mutilated limbs everywhere, and the world is blood-red, which makes them feel like they have been poured a basin of cold water, from head to toe, where have they seen such a bloody murder scene from the police for many years.

These people are crazy!

"Gott~"

"Boom~~~"

Black motorcycles frantically shuttled on the road, triggering a wave of horn protests, while several black and white police cars with the words "Metropolitan Police Department" desperately chased forward, but the horns of the protest stopped.

Ethan twisted the throttle and whizzed through the intersection.

A dark red suit flutters in the wind.

The patrol car with the siren buzzing behind also rushed out, a stubborn frame.

One after the other, a chase battle starts on the streets of Shinjuku.

Sometimes it's just that bad luck happens when the two escape through the fire staircase to the underground parking lot, only to run into several Tokyo police officers who want to rush up from here.

It took a bit of effort to beat these people back.

When I rushed out of the building on my motorcycle, I happened to encounter a patrol car.

There is no need to kill these people, firstly, everyone is an ordinary person with a family and a mouth, and besides, if you do it to law enforcement, it is undoubtedly equivalent to stabbing another hornet's nest.

This is not only understood by Ethan.

Beatrice also understood quite well, and the two of them tapped at each other's helmets, and immediately slammed the accelerator and separated according to the original plan.

In the rearview mirror, the patrol car is getting closer.

Impatiently, Ethan drew his submachine gun and threw his arm back sharply on the speeding motorcycle.

"Poof~~~"

A cloud of gunfire erupted, and countless bullets poured backwards.

Under his strong control, TEC-9 threw out a chain of fire and blew the tires of the two patrol cars behind, perhaps the other party did not expect such ferocious firepower.

Add to that the loss of control caused by a flat tire.

The two patrol cars collided with each other, and sparks flew everywhere, and one of them flew up in the air, rolling and slapping on the road.

The countless fragments were scattered on the streets.

Gunshots, car accidents.

This kind of thing is rare in Tokyo, and the streets of Shinjuku are already crowded with people, and the terrifying movement suddenly leads to screams and crowds.

Panic can always spread quickly.

As a very experienced old black began to run, the chain reaction caused the whole street to run like ants on a hot pot.

Look at the riots in the rearview mirror.

Ethan's face under the motorcycle helmet was a little stunned, he didn't expect the effect of a shuttle to be so good.

The people running around the streets did him a great favor, and even the number of police cars couldn't run through the crowd to catch up, and he just had to hide before he was targeted by a helicopter.

Twist the throttle hard, and the black motorcycle sped forward like an arrow off the string.

A few offsets disappear into the vast traffic.

The roar of the motorcycle's engine subsided and quietly slid into the bungalow area.

The garage was already dimly lit.

The figure flickered.

Seeing that it was Ethan, Beatrice let out a sigh of relief as she lowered her gun, and returned to the garage.

This guy has already taken off most of his motorcycle suit, revealing the black vest and scars inside, Ethan glanced at her, and without saying a word, took off his blood-stained clothes.

The movements of the two are very sharp.

I flushed my head with mineral water and quickly changed into a clean sportswear.

Gasoline was quickly poured out.

"Ding."

Ethan lit three cigarettes, handed one to Beatrice, and looked at the messy garage as he flicked his fingers.

The cigarette spun around twice in mid-air before falling into a garage full of gasoline.

The flames lit up, illuminating the faces of the two men, and after taking a deep puff of their cigarettes, Ethan snapped his fingers at the female killer, and the two quickly disappeared into the dark night of Tokyo. (End of chapter)