Every Day on the Verge of Being Arrested By Detectives

Why did the whole team lose their signal and Can Jinkong still contact Tugrokov? -There is only one possibility, that is, Inu Jinkong is not in those cars at all.

Inu Jin Kong did not intend to participate in this transaction from beginning to end, but he arranged for a fake to start from the base of Inu Jin Group as originally planned. Their informants were misled to send out false information; Cohen and Camus followed suit. This false information attacked and signaled the success of the attack; they received Cohen's signal at the Kobe Wharf, went to the trading place as originally planned, confronted [Grizzly] unpreparedly, and was forced to trade; When the transaction was completed to the point where it was irreversible, Inu Jinkong himself sent a text message to inform the leader, probably saying something like he would be late, so that their identities could be seen through.

No leader of a gang organization knows that he can calm down after being tricked, and he will let them die here the moment they see through their identities.

Inu Jinkong must have known the existence of the [Black Organization] from the very beginning, and have a deep understanding of the organization’s personnel, in order to perfectly deduce their trajectory, and then set up this chain of plans to let them Completely fall into his net.

He even counted their attacks in turn, so even if [Unknown Gang] pursued it afterwards, he still had perfect rhetoric... What's more frightening is that he probably counted more than one transaction. A force that owns a terminal in Russia to collect taxes is definitely not a cat or puppy. The organization attacked one of the two gangs during the transaction, and then pretended to be them and the other. No matter how they looked at it, it was a long-planned intention. bad. He wants to make the [Black Organization] and [Grizzly Bear] completely face up... Inu Jinkong is making enemies for the organization.

At the beginning, it was obviously a trap set by the organization to destroy the relationship between the Inukin Group and Pengley, but it was calculated by others. From beginning to end, the entire transaction was a scam...what a terrible calculation and prediction ability. In the small space, Bourbon chuckled against his forehead. They were really fooled!

At the same time, there was a hint of schadenfreude in Bourbon's heart, and he was naturally happy to see the bad luck for the black organization.

"Da..." There was a faint sound of footsteps in his ears, and Bourbon immediately became vigilant. He clenched the gun in his hand and quickly left his original position with one hand on the ground. His hunch was correct, and the wooden box behind him was kicked flying by Juli in the next second, and it hit the place where he had been hiding with a loud noise.

Bourbon tensed his body and watched the visitor vigilantly. He was a man with short silver hair and a scar who had been standing behind Turgrokov. At this moment, he stared at him with brutal face and red eyes, and he spoke with a low, hoarse voice. He spoke a word of Russian, but Bourbon did not understand it, but it did not prevent him from hearing the murder in it.

This scarred man with short silver hair is very strong. Bourbon clearly realized this. The opponent and the Russians before him were not at the same level, which made him have to concentrate. Bourbon glanced at the gun in the man's hand and estimated that there were 9 bullets in it at most, and then the silver-haired man rushed over in the next second, he wanted to get closer!

The silver-haired man is a pure Russian, very tall and strong. He is more than two meters tall and close to two meters, and he beats Bourbon in physique. Compared with him, Bourbon is a high school student who has just reached his chest. Close hand-to-hand combat has no advantage to Bourbon, he can only retreat and shoot at the man while retreating. The silver-haired man was very keen and fast. When he saw his body sway slightly, he avoided all the bullets. In the next second, his fist hit Bourbon's abdomen. He flew out on his back and hit the iron skin of the container and said, ‘Bump! ’The loud noise.

"Hmm!" Bourbon snorted, before he could feel the pain, he rolled against the iron sheet and left his original position. A row of bullets shot on the container. If he was one second late, he would shoot him into a sieve.

Bourbon raised a gun to counterattack, but the silver-haired man evaded him. Fortunately, the silver-haired man didn't shoot him either. The two of you came and I finally ran out of ammunition on my hands. After shooting the last bullet, the silver-haired man did not nostalgia. He threw the gun aside. He took out a dagger from his back and held it backhand in his hand. The sharp dagger reflected silver light in the moonlight, and the bloodletting trough was clearly visible. .

Bourbon squinted, he threw his gun and drew a knife from behind his boots, and the two of them fought together again. As I said at the beginning, the silver-haired man is much better than Bourbon in physique. Bourbon does not have any advantage in strength in close hand-to-hand combat. Even if it is superior in agility and speed, it is very strong. Soon he fell into the wind, and his body had many wounds. Blood leaked from the wound and stained his clothes red.

Bourbon took a breath and glanced at the passage behind the man. I don’t know when there were two more Russians. They seemed to not disturb the fight of the silver-haired man. Neither of them stepped forward, but they also held the exit firmly. Obviously unless Down with the silver-haired man, otherwise he will never escape.

Bourbon took a breath and calmly observed the movements of the silver-haired man, hoping to find the other party's loopholes. When the two came into contact again, Bourbon swung a knife to the carotid artery of the silver-haired man. He originally wanted to flick a shot to force the man back. The real goal was the man’s heart. Who knew that the man would not hide and just raise his arm and hit him. Up here. The knife was inserted into the man's forearm and pierced through his bone. The silver-haired man turned his arm and stuck the knife with the bone as if he didn't feel any pain. Bourbon froze for a second, and the next moment a sharp pain came from his abdomen.

As if only a second later, Bourbon's eyes moved slightly, and his peripheral vision saw the dagger inserted into his abdomen, revealing only the hilt. He resisted the severe pain, held the man's arm and pulled the knife out, stab the silver-haired man's chest with his backhand. The silver-haired man lifted his foot and kicked him away, but Bourbon cut the clothes on his chest, and a bloodstain across his chest appeared on the man. But this is not worth mentioning compared to Bourbon’s injury. Losing the dagger blocked the wound. The blood that was blocked just now gushed out. The blond young man covered his abdomen embarrassedly, because the bloodletting slot on the dagger, the wound was torn very big. , The blood continued to gush from the fingers.

Bourbon gritted his teeth and was careless. He did not hesitate to tear off his sleeve and fasten it on the wound, barely slowing down the flow of blood, and then tore off another sleeve and wrapped it around his hand. The blood was soaked in his hand. The smoothness of the blood would reduce friction and make the dagger easy to get out of his hand. . In the struggle between life and death, if the dagger is released, it is undoubtedly death.

And he cannot die here. Bourbon’s gaze fell on the watch, and the hands were walking little by little, 20 minutes before 10 o'clock. When he raised his head again, his gray-purple eyes darkened, and his killing intent soared.

Seeing the change of Bourbon, the silver-haired man sneered. He pointed at Bourbon with a dagger and said something contemptuously, and walked to the blond young man again...

-----Dividing line-----

The place where Bourbon and the silver-haired men fight is close to the warehouse building. The building is 15 stories high. In order to facilitate the transportation of goods, each floor has corridors and external stairs facing outwards. The metal stairs and fences are painted rust red, regular and dense. The continuous staggered metal stairs make the whole building look like an abandoned factory industrial style.

On the third floor of the building, where no one can see, a red-haired young man is taking a sniper rifle from a black-haired young man. His black boots are rudely stepped on the fixed position of the metal strip of the fence, and the sniper rifle is placed on the fence. Supporting the railing, he turned his head to aim at the silver-haired man below through the aiming mirror, with a grim and gloomy expression on his face.

"Romon Losov, is Turgrokov's capable man, followed him from birth to death, and can do anything for Turgrokov. He is not only cruel, but also clever, he is a very difficult guy. If he is caught He will inevitably find trading problems when he goes back alive. After all, [Black Organization] pretends to be a canine gold group for trading, and has no intention of doing anything before Turgrokov sees through it. Obviously, he does not want to confront [Grizzly] head-on. , And Tugrokov was killed by a sniper gun, which can only show that someone was preparing to kill Tugrokov from the beginning, and he would suspect that he would go to the dog gold team.

The death of Tugrokov will completely turn this man into a lunatic. Even if there is a slight possibility, he will be traced to the end. I want [Grizzly Bear] to chase the black tissue and bite, but I don't want to be chased and bitten in turn. "The red-haired young man looked at the two people who were fighting together again in the mirror, the sparks from the two sharp blades were particularly eye-catching in the dark night.

His voice was as cold as his expression, and the finger of the red-haired young man was already on the trigger of the pistol while he was speaking.

"So he must die here."

When the silver-haired man swung his dagger to stab Bourbon’s chest, the red-haired young man pulled the trigger without hesitation, and a blood flower exploded in the silver-haired man’s temple, and then fired two more shots and shot him not far away. The headshot of a gun on the head of the Russian.

After the solution, he put away the sniper rifle expressionlessly and pushed it into the arms of the black-haired young man. The black-haired young man hurriedly took it, and complained: "Master Kong, you can just leave it to me for sniping, and you have to do it yourself?" Hey, he has always been his own sniper rifle. It's his wife, now his wife is played by Master Kong!

The red-haired young man ignored him at all and pressed the communication headset on his ear to give an order: "Shan see, arrange for the crew to come in and start the clearing. You can also withdraw and let Driver A drive my car." After speaking, he jumped directly onto the container below the fence, his boots stepped on the top of the container and issued a'Boom! ’A loud noise.

Bourbon was fighting the silver-haired man desperately. At the moment the opponent stabs him in the chest, he was ready to sacrifice his shoulder to injure the opponent, but the sudden bullet shot and killed the silver-haired man, and the man's strong body fell to the ground. , With a violent expression on his face. Two more gunshots followed, and the two [Grizzly Bears] crew members at the exit also fell.

Originally, too much blood loss made Bourbon’s eyes black. This dramatic turn made the expression on the blond young man’s face sluggish for a moment. But soon he was awakened by the loud noise above his head. He raised his head suddenly, and a tall and slender figure stood on the container in front of him with backlighting, and his hair was faintly red when the sea breeze moved his hair.

who is it? Bourbon watched the visitor warily, and he clenched the knife in his hand.

The wind was hunting, the dark clouds were blown away, the moon appeared again, and the bright moonlight illuminated the men on the container. Under the short red hair, the handsome face is evil and wanton-it is [Ku Jin Kong].

Bourbon tightened his body instinctively, because he did not move a small pool of blood under his feet. The wound on his abdomen not only did not stop, but also because he was fighting with the silver-haired man just now and was torn more severely. The continued blood loss caused him to lose too much blood. He felt dizzy, and his eyes kept exploding with white and black spots. He has reached the end of the crossbow, if the opponent attacks, he will definitely die.

Bourbon clearly realized this, and he glanced at his watch again, and the pointer under the blood-stained surface had reached 10:13. He took a breath and bit his lip badly, and the pain on his lips gave him a hint of sobriety.

At this time, [Ku Jinkong] stepped on the edge of the container with his left foot and looked at Bourbon condescendingly. The joking expression on his face seemed to contain other emotions.

"You seem to be dying. It seems that you are not as omnipotent as you imagined."

"..." The tone of this acquaintance is Belmode? Yes, Belmode is disguised as [King Kong].

Bourbon's tight body relaxed, and he quickly entered the state. He smiled helplessly and mocked himself: "Belmod, I'm just a weak intelligence officer."

The body that was originally supported was completely collapsed because of relief, he staggered back two steps, and hit the container behind him with his back. He slipped to the ground along the iron sheet, and the container behind him was stained with blood and a dark red color. Very dazzling. His grayish-purple eyes gradually darkened, and the loss of blood caused him to go into shock.

"..." Dog Jinkong didn't hesitate to jump out of the container, and he appeared next to Bourbon in the blink of an eye with his long legs. He held the blond young man's shoulders and embraced him in his arms. The person in his arms lost his limbs due to excessive blood loss. Cold and lack of oxygen, he panted and started to tremble.

["...You won't let yourself hurt, won't you, you won't die, will you?" Sakuma Nanase clutched his clothes tightly.

"I won't." Jiang Gu Ling put a soft expression, "I will definitely come back to you alive."]

con man.

Inu Jinkong closed his eyes and squeezed his shoulders.