Conan: I'm Not a Ghost

The tires were shot one after another, the viscous fluid inside flowed rapidly along the holes, and the tires quickly deflated.

A pickup truck equipped with bulletproof steel plates cannot drive on its wheel hubs alone, and its controllability is getting worse and worse. Even if Shuichi Akai has excellent driving skills, he can barely keep the car moving forward.

But when Chianti reloaded the magazine and broke the pickup truck's drive shaft,

The sturdy CK-1500 pickup truck finally lost its forward function.

The engine, which had been running under load for a long time, finally stopped working.

The pickup truck stopped on the side of the road. Shuichi Akai hesitated for a moment, picked up the pistol on the side, opened the door and got out.

From behind, Jeeps and Porsches surrounded it from front to back, sandwiching the pickup truck in the middle, and stopped.

Akai Shuichi took out his cigarette case, held a cigarette in his mouth, and quietly looked at Gin and his friends who were walking towards him.

The end of the road.

"Akai!"

Gin raised the Beretta M92F, pointed it at the chest of his long-cherished enemy, and sneered:

“It’s really easy for me to find.”

Akai Shuichi smoked silently, looked up at the starry sky, and smiled silently:

"Unexpectedly, two years later, our situation has turned around."

".You have a good subordinate, and he plotted against me."

He would not betray Sakaki to Gin.

for

Miyano Akemi.

"Yeah, without that boy Sakaki, I wouldn't be able to catch you today."

Gin took a deep breath of cigarette, his eyes turned cold, he said no more, and was about to pull the trigger.

squeak!

"Brother, be careful!!!"

Vodka swooped down, hugged the silver-haired Gin, and rolled forward.

A Ford Mustang slammed into the rear of the Porsche, and the strong power pushed the Porsche forward!

The sharp friction sound between tires and road was heard for only a moment.

The pretty buttocks of the Porsche 356a were deformed and broken.

This crazy scene caught Bermod, Bourbon and others off guard and they quickly ducked away.

Akai Shuichi did not add insult to injury because...

The muzzle of Barrett's M82A1 was pointed at him.

This is also the benefit of division of labor and cooperation, which can prevent accidents from happening.

Gin got up from the ground and brushed off the dust on his coat. His face was gloomy and his heart was bleeding.

His car is in disgrace

After rushing forward for a certain distance, the four wheels of the Ford Mustang began to rub the ground and spin, and in an unquestionable manner, it inserted itself between Gin and Shuichi Akai.

Roll down the window

"Xiu, get in the car quickly!"

"Judy."

Akai Shuichi closed his eyes and did not move.

He is not a person who knows how to capture someone on command. Even if he dies, he still has to tear off a few pieces of his enemy's flesh.

but.

This does not mean that he is willing to see his companions die in front of his eyes.

He knew very well that today's gin was prepared.

The reason why Barrett hasn't spit out his tongue yet is because Gin didn't give the order.

Looking at the two of them jokingly, Gin raised his arm, Vodka immediately took out the Uzi, with a submachine gun in his left hand and a C4 detonator in his right hand, like a god of war.

Cohen got out of the car with a sniper rifle, and Belmod also took out a revolver, but Bourbon did not move.

Several FBI agents who arrived later pointed their pitiful and helpless-looking pistols at Gin and hid behind the car door.

Maybe

In this situation, only the car door can give them a sense of security.

The atmosphere became solemn.

"Gin, drop your weapons!"

One agent shouted:

"You have the right to remain silent but everything you say."

Bang!

Akai Shuichi covered his shoulders and stepped back.

Ignoring Agent Laoshizi's shouting in front of the battle line, the Beretta M92F's muzzle was smoking, and Gin was pressing forward step by step.

Vodka laughed:

"Why is it misfiring?"

"If you dare, shoot!"

After a pause, Gin said: "."

Why does this have fire?

Forget it, I'll teach Vodka a lesson later.

The shot just now allowed Gin to avenge the shot in the warehouse.

Next.

Beretta's gun was pointed at Akai Shuichi's eyebrows.

Akai Shuichi also raised his hand.

The two were extremely close and looked at each other coldly.

That critical moment

Kara.

A stone fell from the sky and rolled to Belmod's feet.

She looked up.

At some point, a group of people appeared on the top of the cliff.

She knew the leader - Ishikawa Hide.

The gray cigarette scattered powder, and Ishikawa Hide's eyes were cold and condescending, staring at Bermod closely.

He remembered.

It’s this woman!

"Do it."

"yes!"

A young man picked up a long cylindrical object and pointed it at the crowd below.

that is

RPG rocket launcher! ! !

How come this weapon appears here? !

Belmode was shocked and shouted:

"Gin!!!"

Gin turned around because he found that Akai Shuichi's expression also changed.

His old enemy, who should have collapsed in front of him, but his face did not change and his heart did not beat, how could he be Omad due to foreign objects.

The mantis stalks the cicada, followed by the oriole.

They also become prey in the eyes of others.

laugh.

Behind the rocket thruster, a raging fire ignited, a pillar of fire rose into the sky, and the diamond-shaped warhead was launched.

There are no unnecessary pleasantries, no long-lost greetings, in Ishikawa Hide's eyes.

Only Belmode.

Among portable individual combat weapons, nothing compares to the RPG rocket launcher.

The missile spun in the air, streaked through a trail of smoke, and headed straight for the pickup truck.

In the blink of an eye, Judy opened the car door, pulled Shuichi Akai into the car, and stepped on the accelerator!

squeak!

The Ford Mustang roared with all its strength and backed away quickly.

At the same time, Belmod grabbed Gin and threw himself at the bottom of the cliff, not forgetting to kick Vodka over on the way.

This is not harmful to him. Facing explosive weapons, lying down on the spot is the option with the highest survival rate.

boom! ! !

The impact igniter was triggered, and in a ball of fire, the missile hit the pickup truck heavily. The 5 mm thick steel plate instantly deformed and twisted, the flames ignited the fuel tank, and the explosion was deafening.

The pickup truck was blown away by the momentum and fell off the cliff.

Gin and the others hid very quickly and barely escaped, but unfortunately Vodka...

Affected by the explosion, an iron piece was inserted into the leg, damaging the artery and causing blood to flow out.

“Chianti, fight back!!!”

Gin pushed away Belmode who was beside him, and shouted while using Beretta to fight back.

Chianti, who was hiding in the car, just popped his head out and reached out to grab Barrett's handle.

Ta-ta-ta-ta!

Hundreds of bullets poured down like a violent storm, making people unable to breathe.

On the top of the cliff, Ishikawa Hide and a group of younger brothers, each holding an M3 submachine gun, fired a dozen guns, and the bullet casings dropped.

They don't care about the FBI, and they don't care about the Ford Mustang that's gone.

This is a game.

A feast of revenge!

Gin and the others were unable to fight back and could only hide behind the bunker.

"Brother."

Vodka panted heavily, not daring to pull out the iron plate on his leg. His face was as pale as paper due to excessive blood loss:

"What should we do?"