OBS Chapter 212 Don't Lose Face, Vodka
Chapter 212 Don't Lose Face, Vodka
The night was a bit chilly and dry...
The clouds thickened, obscuring the starlight...
"I won't leave..." a deep male voice came from the other end of the walkie-talkie.
Fuheshel stood on the ground, looking up at the train that was about to arrive at the railway tracks.
A glimmer of hope rose in my heart...
He's a man of his word...
Snapped!
A gunshot rang out... A spark flashed from the walkie-talkie, accompanied by white smoke.
Fuhesh's expression stiffened for a moment... his smile gradually disappeared, and he looked at Judy calmly.
He hadn't expected the other party to be so determined to smash the walkie-talkie.
Don't you know you'll die if you do this?
"Can't you... see the difference between us?" Fuheishen'er's voice was calm. "Aren't you afraid I'll kill you..."
When he wiped out the scum at Yasukuni Shrine... the survival instinct in the eyes of those politicians, and the vicious looks they gave others... he couldn't forget them.
So... he was a little curious.
“From the moment I became an FBI agent, I had no right to be afraid…” Judy took a deep breath and answered, “If even we in the FBI are afraid, then no one can maintain social order or security.”
"And there will be...more families torn apart," she continued. "I don't know why you joined the organization, nor do I know why you did this...but all I know is that your actions will destroy the order and stability of the entire society!"
“Good logic…” Fuheshen nodded slightly in agreement.
Seeing the other party's behavior, a glimmer of hope flashed in Judy's eyes.
With that kind of strength, no organization could possibly restrain them... if...
“But, it has nothing to do with me…” Fu Heishen raised the Soul-Devouring Blade and walked step by step toward the other party.
"I admire your will... therefore..."
laugh!
In an instant, a flash of silver-white light appeared... accompanied by the sound of air being cut.
"go to hell!"
A clear crack slowly appeared from Judy's neck.
Judy: ?
She stared blankly at Fu Heishen'er with a somewhat incredulous look.
Then, he lowered his head.
Bang..
In the blink of an eye, her beautiful head collapsed.
The alluring body collapsed... a large amount of blood flowed out of the body... slowly spreading on the ground.
Fuheishener gently shook the Soul-Devouring Blade in his hand, flicking away the blood.
pity...
Originally, he wanted to bring the other party into the organization.
However, this woman had shown murderous intent towards him.
So, if you can't withstand this blow, you die...
Click...
Suddenly, a soft sound reached Fuheishen's ears...
Boom!
In an instant, he was struck violently in the chest.
The clothes Shirley gave him were also torn at that moment...
Fuheishen'er remained calm... He dusted himself off, looked up, and saw a man wearing a knitted hat pointing a Barrett M82A1 rifle at him from across the railway tracks.
Although they were far apart, they could still see the anger mixed with disbelief on the other person's face.
"Shuichi Akai..." Jinji Fushiguro slightly increased the pressure on his feet...
Boom!
The immense force propelled him instantly onto the orbit.
'Beep beep beep....'
At that moment, a train sounded its horn and sped toward Fuheshel.
"Gin... what are you doing standing on the railway tracks?" Gin, holding a sniper rifle, narrowed his eyes slightly and quickly asked while touching his headset.
"kill."
Fuhesh reached out a hand... to brace against the front of the car.
Gin's cold eyes bulged out at that moment.
Shuichi Akai is the same.
Under their gazes... the train creaked and sparks flew from the tracks.
The middle carriage was crushed and deformed due to the immense force from the front...
Bang!
Fuheshchen's hand pierced through the front of the car, and... it broke in the middle with a muffled thud.
The front of the car was lifted up instantly... the body unfolded like a bowstring, with force...
Swish!
It was thrown directly towards Shuichi Akai's sniping position.
Under Shuichi Akai's glaring, bloodshot eyes... the massive front of the car completely blocked his view.
Rumble...
In an instant.
The ground where he was sniping was suddenly smashed into a huge crater... followed by the ground in front of him bulging and exploding.
A violent explosion occurred on the wide street, sending orange-red flames soaring into the sky.
The front of the car shattered...splattering out large amounts of debris...
The alarm sounded inside the train, but no one came to put out the fire.
The track...connected to the street below, turned into a complete ruin.
The surrounding area appeared to have been cleared out by the FBI... This seemed to be a trap.
"The aura... has vanished." Fu Heishen'er frowned slightly.
Swish.
The figure vanished instantly, and the view turned to the ruins of the front of the car.
He raised his blade... and unleashed a flurry of blades towards the front of the car...
Perhaps he was smashed into a bloody mist... or perhaps he escaped in some way he didn't know.
In short, Fuhesh could not see any corpses... nor could he sense any signs of life under the rubble.
He sheathed the Soul-Devouring Blade... and called Gin.
A little while later...
Gin, with a 'everyone owes me money' expression, drove up in his Porsche 356A.
"What's wrong, are you angry?" Fuheishen sat in the car and lit a cigarette.
"No." Gin's voice was cold.
Although he wanted to be angry... he was Gin, and he couldn't.
Start the car and drive away.
Watching Gin's skillful driving, Fukuro Jin leaned back in his seat. "Have the targets on the train been taken care of?"
“…” Gin remained silent. “He wasn’t in the car. This was actually an FBI trap…”
At this point, Gin glanced sideways at Fukuro Jinji.
No matter how many times I see it, that kind of power is truly amazing.
"So, the mission... failed?" Fuheshen asked.
“No, not exactly…” Gin’s expression was a little strange. “When Vodka was at the fan meeting… he just happened to run into the target who was also a fan, and took care of him.”
Fuheshchen:.........
“This time, the mission was completed very well…” Gin lit a cigarette, a cold smile playing on his lips. “At least, Shuichi Akai of the FBI… is dead.”
Shuichi Akai, whom that gentleman hailed as the Silver Bullet... Ha.
“Shuichi Akai doesn’t know…” Jinji Fushiguro turned his head slightly and looked outside… where there was no car door.
His past habits prevented him from easily confirming someone's death.
Moreover, this time we didn't see any bodies... we just couldn't sense any life force.
However, he was certain that Shuichi Akai would not reverse the spell.
“........” Gin tapped the steering wheel lightly with his fingers and looked ahead.
He had originally intended to say that Cointreau was being overly cautious...
But, for some reason, I suddenly thought of that nightmare again.
Shuichi Akai, leading a group of white-haired, blue-eyed men, destroyed the entire brewery.
"Overall, this mission went fairly well," Gin said coldly.
Just then, the phone rang... it was Kaito.
After hearing the other party's explanation... he successfully stopped Harui's granddaughter.
It was supposed to be a happy ending for everyone...