death of hope

A street fight involving fists and kicks suddenly turned into a gunfight.

There was no warning, everything happened so suddenly...

Yamato Tetsuya couldn't figure out what happened. When he came to his senses, he was already pinned to the ground.

Just now, when Kasahara Tetsuya drew his gun, several black shadows rushed toward him on the left and right, and he was thrown to the ground.

He was pressed hard to the ground, his head was pressed into the mud by his palms, and it became difficult to breathe.

"Don't move!" A voice sounded in his ear;

"Master! Lower your head!"

Those who were holding him down seemed to be very good at dealing with gunfire. They knew how to protect important targets.

Just like those big shot bodyguards on TV, professional, calm, fearless...

The suitcase opened up and turned into a bulletproof shield, covering his head, chest and abdomen area.

The gunfire subsided, and those who were pressing him stood up one after another.

They put away their suitcase shields and spread out on guard, leaving only one person beside him.

"You...saved me..."

Tetsuya grabbed the man's leather shoes, struggled to get up, and recognized the face;

"Why is that you?"

"I'm sorry, Master~"

Luan Tangzheng smiled, bowed to him and apologized: "

"The situation was urgent just now. We could only push your face into the mud, Master. This is all for your safety~"

"Where's Tetsuya Kasahara?"

"It fell down and there was no movement."

Tetsuya Yamayama looked forward and found Tetsuya Kasahara lying on the truck weighing platform, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

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Everything around him fell into silence. The Kurose army no longer pursued, and the anti-Kurose coalition forces also forgot to escape.

Everyone is uneasy, fearing that bullets will fly towards them in the next second.

Shintake Ohno and Yohei Kagami were so frightened by the gunfire that they found a nearby bunker to hide.

Jinguji Takatoshi's evasive posture was a little funny, with his PG in his mouth and lying behind an old forklift with a flat tire.

(Kasahara Tetsuya... is he dead? Who fired the shot?)

With doubts, Toru Yamayama looked further back and higher,

On the rusty steel frame of the tower crane, three sneaky figures squatted. The three of them were all wearing multi-functional tactical ponchos.

Two of them were holding VSS silent sniper rifles, and one was holding a telescope. The reflection of the coated lenses was clearly visible.

Noticing Tetsuya's gaze, the three people stood up respectfully and waved to him.

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(Two snipers, one observer, a standard three-person sniper team. It turns out that they were the ones who fired the shots...)

Feeling much more relieved after solving a question, Toru Yamama turned his attention back to chaos.

Discover the tattooed emblem on his arm;

(People from the Sannokai...)

Just now, the people who held him down with Rando Masaru were all wearing Kurose school uniforms.

There were a few familiar faces among them, and they seemed to have been seen on the street. They were all Ma Zai from the Mountain King Club, subordinates of Uncle Deng.

The messy information was intertwined and summarized, and it gradually became clear. Tetsuya slapped his thigh:

"It's Uncle Deng! It's Uncle Deng who sent you to protect me secretly!?"

Luan Tangzheng nodded, looked at his bloody face and the almost torn school uniform, and asked with concern:

"Master, are you okay?"

"Not good at all..."

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Yamato Tetsuya limped towards the truck weighing platform with his sprained foot, walking faster and faster...

The accelerated secretion of adrenaline and the mystery filling his mind made him temporarily forget his pain and fatigue.

"Master, don't go there! That guy might still be alive!" Luan Tangzheng reminded.

Yamato Tetsuya didn't listen at all, and now he was confused in his heart.

A distance of tens of meters feels like walking hundreds of miles.

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Kasahara Tetsuya's face was pale, his limbs were paralyzed on the ground, and two bloody holes were opened in his body.

The slight rise and fall of his chest proved that he was still breathing.

The VSS sniper rifle uses subsonic small-caliber special bullets with excellent noise reduction performance but limited lethality, and it did not kill the target immediately.

Kasahara Tetsuya's right hand was groping. He wanted to hold the Glock automatic pistol. There were still many bullets in the magazine. That pale palm almost touched the pistol grip.

At this moment, Toru Yamayama stepped on the gun and kicked it aside;

"This pistol was given to you by the man in the suit just now?"

Kasahara Tetsuya lamented and retracted his hand without answering, staring straight at the hazy sky.

"Musashi wants to lend your hand...to kill me!? Is that so?!"

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Kasahara Tetsuya opened his mouth to make a sound and coughed up blood.

His internal organs were penetrated, and the internal bleeding could not be stopped. His life was short-lived.

After coughing up a few mouthfuls of blood, he finally made a weak sound that sounded like a mosquito;

"It's over... In the end, it was all in vain..."

"Answer my question! Kasahara!"

Kasahara Tetsuya's consciousness gradually faded, and he said to himself:

"Don't be complacent yet...young master...soon...you will be in disaster..."

"What did you say?! Louder!"

"Musashi once confided to me... your father, the hero of the mountain... he was... he was... a traitor... who betrayed his gang brothers..."

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"What?!" Tetsuya Yamama was stunned: "What did you say?!"

Luan Tangzheng frowned, whistled at one of his subordinates, waved his hand and wiped it on his neck, and whispered;

"団Ci! It's your turn!"

The subordinate understood it clearly, walked over, picked up the Glock automatic pistol on the ground, and

Turn on the fully automatic burst mode, aim the mechanical sight at the head, and hold the trigger with your index finger:

"Da da da da da da!"

There was a series of crisp sounds, the receiver entered the idle state, and the hot barrel emitted wisps of green smoke.

The remaining bullets in the magazine poured out, and Kasahara Tetsuya's head looked like a watermelon smashed with a shovel...

Gooey stuff and bone fragments splattered on his pants,

Yamato Tetsuya was so disgusted that he covered his mouth and said "Wow!"

Vomiting...

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Just as he recovered a little, Tetsuya pointed at the person who fired the gun and shouted;

"You...who are you?! Why did you shoot suddenly?"

The other party removed the magazine and kept stroking the pistol, as if he was deliberately leaving his fingerprints on it.

He bowed deeply to Tetsuya with a smile on his face;

"The villain's name is Takasu Sagiji. I'm sorry, Master, I scared you~"

"You guy... you killed someone... why are you still laughing? Are you crazy!?" Tetsuya Yamama took a step back in shock.

"You did a good job, Ji Ci," Luan Tangzheng nodded to the man; "Uncle Deng will take good care of your home, so don't worry~"

Takasu Sajiji bowed again, took the empty pistol, and walked away without looking back.

"He...what is he going to do?" Tetsuya asked.

"Go and turn yourself in."

Luantangzheng said:

"Let's go, young master. I'll take you to the hospital to bandage your wounds first. Let's talk about the details in the car."

Yamato Tetsuya lowered his head and looked at Kasahara Tetsuya's body, his stomach churning again:

"What should I do with this guy?"

"Don't worry, Uncle Deng's 'Scavenger' will take care of it~"

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#【Note】#

(Scavenger: A person who is responsible for cleaning crime scenes, destroying evidence, and disposing of corpses for gangs.)