Humanoid Platinum Star's Inner Love Option

The four crew members carrying the goods came to the shelves one after another to unload the goods.

Kujo Ditaro held his breath and hid in the dark corner of the wall.

The four crew members obviously didn't expect that there was another uninvited guest here. After unloading the goods, they left without looking back.

As the warehouse returned to silence, Kujo Tetaro came out of his hiding place.

He came to the position where the four crew members unloaded the cargo, and checked it a little.

After finding no problem, he thought about it.

With Yingchu's strength, it shouldn't be possible for him to be easily restrained. The opponent probably has hot weapons.

As for hot weapons, if it's just a pistol, it's okay, but if it's a submachine gun, I'm afraid it's a little difficult to deal with.

And these crew members, I don't know if they are accomplices, should we solve them first?

Kujo Tetaro didn't think for too long, because the door of the warehouse opened again.

Two hooded men holding submachine guns looked around vigilantly.

The black muzzles swept across the shelves one by one.

The two of them seemed to have received some orders, and after they found no problem, they dispersed in a tacit understanding.

The way the shelves are placed is listed row by row.

The two patrolled inwards from both ends one by one. Their movements were not fast, but their rhythm was very accurate.

Their inspection method can avoid accidents to the greatest extent.

If there are really uninvited guests hiding in this cargo hold, their opposing perspectives can be spotted immediately.

Moreover, even if one person is ambushed, the other person can respond in time, and there is no possibility of being wiped out.

However, even so, the two of them were still extremely cautious when doing things.

There are fewer and fewer shelves left in the warehouse until the last one.

The eyes under the hoods of the two looked at each other, and then they stepped to the end of the warehouse in sync.

The black muzzle of the gun was slowly lowered.

A slightly dull voice came from under one person's hood.

"It should be that no one dived into the boat, at least not here in the warehouse."

"Well, but you still have to be careful. The informant on the pier said that there is a strange locomotive parked there, and the locator was found on the target. Someone may come to rescue him. When we are on the high seas, this matter will be considered stable. gone."

"Let's go, the fishy smell here is deadly, and sooner or later the smell will pickle."

"Coincidentally, I think so too."

A strange voice sounded without warning.

Before one could react, there was a heart-wrenching pain in the abdomen, as if being put into a meat grinder.

The other person instinctively raised his gun, but the originally bright electric light suddenly shattered.

boom!

Kujo Ditaro came to another hooded man in the dark, and pressed him against the wall with his palm.

Even with the buffer of the headgear, the man still fell into a severe coma.

After Taro Kujo finished the two of them, he picked up the corpse thoughtfully.

He didn't carry a submachine gun that could emit blue fire, but carried two pistols in his pockets.

To be honest, Kujo Ditaro didn't think he could use these hot weapons, but as the saying goes, it doesn't hurt to be prepared.

In addition, he can also adapt to the use of thermal weapons in advance.

Kujo Ditaro walked out of the cabin and closed the door behind his backhand.

The oncoming sea breeze made him feel in a trance.

But soon, Kujo Didaro, who knew what he was going to do, began to sneak in.

As we all know, as long as no one finds out, infiltration will not be exposed.

Therefore, Kujo Ditaro first cleaned up the people on the board, and then gradually infiltrated.

The level of difficulty is increasing. Compared with the unarmed crew members on the periphery, it is indeed a bit troublesome for Kujo Tetaro to take down these gun-wielding hooded men without anyone noticing.

But fortunately, there are always more ways than difficulties.

After a while of effort, Kujo Tetaro finally entered the center of the cargo ship.

There were only five people in the room.

And this is what Kujo Didaro counted by counting the heartbeat frequency.

Including Yingchu, there should only be four people here. If there are four people...

After thinking for a while, Kujo Tetaro kicked open the iron gate.

Maybe it's because they didn't think that someone could really get on the boat. The five people in the room were somewhat confused.

Kujo Ditaro acted first, picked up the two people who were close to each other, and then slammed them inward.

"Who the hell are you!? How did you get in?"

"What about the people outside?"

"Not good, big brother, people outside..."

Doctor Yingchu, who was tied to the chair, suddenly protruded two long knives from his palms.

With a bang, the hemp rope snapped.

Ignoring the submachine gun pointed at his forehead, Doctor Yingchu stood up.

"How is it possible? Why doesn't that dose of anesthetic work for you?"

The tall man wearing a hood looked at the man in front of him in disbelief.

Yingchu's palm knives collided with each other, making a crisp sound.

"That's why."

"As expected of Dr. Yingchu, his medical accomplishments are probably unprecedented. And the brother wearing a mask at the door, if I'm not wrong, should be the dark horse champion of this boxing competition, right?"

"It's over, you can catch it with nothing."

Doctor Yingchu turned around, facing the deep black muzzle of the gun, showing no expression of emotion.

The captain of the hooded man laughed loudly.

"Indeed, my people were dealt with by you, but those guys are all inexperienced guys, they are just cannon fodder, and you really don't think that you can outrun bullets, do you?"

The last remaining subordinate of the hooded captain aimed his gun at the more threatening uninvited guest.

Toshitaro Kujo looked at Dr. Yingchu with a questioning look in his eyes.

After shaking his shoulders, Doctor Yingchu abruptly swung his knife at the submachine gun.

boom!

The captain of the hooded man held a dagger to block the cold knife.

Without the captain's reminder, the experienced man in the helmet shot immediately.

The moment the bullet popped out, Kujo Tetaro bent over and threw out a black object.

The pistol accurately hit the hooded man's chest, and the hooded man groaned and fell straight to the ground.

"I also want to see. Compared with bullets, which one is faster?"

The captain of the hooded man looked sideways slightly, and what caught his eyes was a black muzzle.

Kujo Tetaro aimed his gun at the hooded man's face, a ferocious smile rose from the corner of his mouth.

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Times will change after all.

No matter how strong one's personal strength is, one would be deflated in the face of hot weapons.

The hooded man slowly raised his hand towards Kujo Tetaro, who was pointing his gun at him.

However, in the next moment, an accident happened.

The man in the hood clasped his hands together, grabbed the breech of the pistol, and then kicked it.

Kujo Tetaro seemed to have been prepared for a quick and precise underhand kick.

The moment the hooded man lost his center of gravity, he conceived the counterattack steps in his mind.

First of all, as soon as he fell to the ground, he kicked on Kujo Ditaro's legs, and he was able to slide out of the ring with his strength.

Afterwards, he grabbed his men as shields to block Kujo Tetaro's first wave of fire suppression.

Finally, pick up that submachine gun and bludgeon the damned intruder!

I have to say that dreams are always beautiful.

Before the man in the hood fell to the ground, he saw Ditaro Kujo above him, punching him violently.

With a bang, a large piece of the hooded man's hood was dented.

Also sunken is the ship plank under the hooded man.

Even if the person wearing the helmet is a bulletproof helmet, he is not disabled now, but he probably has a severe concussion.

Kujo Ditaro has never been sympathetic when he strikes, and after confirming that he has done it, he basically doesn't beep.

Doctor Yingchu clapped his hands: "As expected of being the champion of the boxing competition, this time there really is no trust."

"The matter has been resolved, and I will leave it to you after the sale."

Kujo Ditaro took out a pack of tissues from his pocket and threw it to Doctor Yingchu.

After Dr. Yingchu wiped the blood from his hand, he was about to make a move when the hull trembled suddenly.