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The members of the Relief Incision and Chinese Mafia, who Matsumoto deliberately let escape from the detention center, had returned to the Azitos of their respective organizations. The police are tailing him, of course, and the location is clear.

Matsumoto stands by near Ajito, a secure incision, with a veteran detective from the Backstreet Division called Western Police. Meanwhile, in the unnamed Chinese-Mafia Ajito, there is a detective named Umezu and Kansai Fa Succession, who recently changed his assignment from the Juvenile Division to the Backstreet Division.

'We need backup. So, contact Takeda as well. If Takeda takes Lei and True and arrives at one of them, we'll step in at the same time.'

"I don't need backup."

To hear from Umezu, the West squeaks. He is a short-haired, skinny man wearing sunglasses.

'What do you think you're there to do? We don't want to kill everyone this time, we need to arrest them. The executives and the chief class must be caught alive in order to sing the story of the dignity of the meat chunks. To do this, there will be manpower'

"Okay."

Umezu told me, reluctantly nodding western.

"Mr. West, you're pissed off"

"I'll kill you."

To the tearing Matsumoto, the West uttered a dossed voice.

Four people, Kaori, Lei, True and Adonis, arrived near Ajito in the Chinese Mafia. This is another promised abandoned factory zone, and one of the abandoned factories is Ajito. Multiple backstreet organizations are known around here as Negijo.

I don't see him, but the backup police officers already seem to be rushing and lurking all over the place.

The truth about Umezu and his face is that he sees Umezu's face and raises his hand gently. Let Umezu also try to salute you gently instead of greeting you.

"True, Junko has nothing to do with this, right?

"Oh. I just personally asked Lei to do it, and I don't think he's going to stick his neck in it."

True answered Umezu confirming.

"That's why I need your help, but don't kill the chief or the executive."

Looking over True, Lei Lei and Adonis, Umezu smiles invincibly.

"Japan would be the only police force that would say to the musicians, 'Because of this, let's go wild together'..."

Adonis whines in a frightened manner with no expression on his face.

"These guys want to get caught alive, so they're just fine."

Li Lei said. Try Lei Lei and only the Mafia boss will manage to secure it. And I'd like to have it handed over to myself if I can, but I doubt the police will respond that far. Normally, they can't respond, but they're in the backstreet section, so I'm hoping that maybe...

"West, we're ready over here. Go into the nineteen o'clock just."

Copy that.

Umezu orders the West to wait near the secure incision.

"I wish I could light this up."

Li Lei whispers. I don't think it's going to go smoothly, I have a bad feeling.

At Safe Incision Home, executives are still discussing future policies today. They offered more of an argument than an earliest argument, but they were serious with them.

The chief, Maximilian Boda, was turning to the side of listening to his men, not speaking as much as possible to this statement, making a full spin on his head, referring to his men's stories, wondering if he had any good hands.

The discussion, which seemed to be extended, was stuck and later would be left to the boss's decision already, with all the blame dressed up to be borne by Boda.

It was dinner time, but without knowing his appetite, Boda was not sure what to do, but a situation arose in which the stray did not matter.

"Boss! The cops are stepping in!

"What!? Why..."

Boda was surprised by his men's reports, and noticed.

"The guy who escaped from the detention center was swimmed! You fool!

Ecstasy, calling and scattering, taking the gun in your hand.

"No way, are you going to do it to the cops?

My men ask in horror.

"The opponent is the Backstreet Division. They're the ones who shoot the escaping killer flat from behind. Tell them to flee in battle."

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With his eyes on the back street section and being pinpointed so far, he was a boiling field with a boiling head, but managed to calm down.

(It was... me who caused this. Crap greed without thinking later... as a result. Take responsibility)

Baoda had no intention of running away. I was going to stay here and fight till the end and do my best to help even one constituent.

"Do you report to the Chinese Mafia?

"No, you don't have to tell me"

Boda decides that it is not necessary to confirm it with his subordinates. I also see that I won't be able to do business with them anymore. Then I don't have to do my in-laws anymore.

"Who's the cautionary stick...?

"Get me to work"

"Will you fight the police opponent?

"Maybe I'll be fine. As far as rumors go, we're talking about not canceling any difficult requests unless they're outrageous."

In response to the sceptical subordinates, Boda also answered with half-heartedness.

The reassuring incision Ajito was a three-story building in prefabricated areas in the countryside. With the perimeter open, the policemen were hiding themselves away, and were immediately detected from inside the building, even as the sun was setting when the policemen approached.

There is no shield while it is open, so you can easily snipe from inside the building. I get sniped out.

But even under such circumstances, one man rode the bike flat and cut the lead, slamming into the prefabricated building.

The name of the short-haired man with sunglasses, who runs a motorcycle with a shotgun in his hand, without wearing a helmet, is western police. Thirty-five. He is a veteran detective in the Backstreet Division and has numerous martial arts traditions. It is not in the top ranking of the Euthanasia Police Department Combat Force, but its strength and track record are at a glance.

He is a famous shooter who admits himself and prefers to use shotguns. Bullets use penetration-oriented slug bullets, not shotguns. In the number of people who simply shot the killer, it is also a fold within the Euthanasia Police Department.

In the western part of the bike, through the building window, the members of the reassurance incision shoot simultaneously. From the ground floor, from the second floor, from the third floor. But all the bullets pouring from the top land after the bike runs, and the bullets from the ground floor are clever with the west tilting the bike to the left and right.

Then the west releases the handle, sets up a shotgun with both hands, and starts shooting around while running the bike.

Two people who were shooting from the ground floor, one from the second and third floors, are shot through by a shotgun in the west and fall. And finally, a western motorcycle crashed into the front door of the prefab.

Shortly before the bike crashes, the west jumps with the seat of the bike as a stepping stone and lands a spin in the air. He shot a shotgun at the same time as landing, shooting down a reassuring incision constituent who was in a nearby ground floor window.

"He's as flashy as ever. Cool."

Matsumoto was impressed to see the majesty of the west from behind as he drove his patrol car in a way that delayed to the west.

By the time a few buttockers arrived, the West was entering the building, shooting shotguns silently, killing the reassuring incisionist in the hall next and pale, and building a pile of corpses.

"Police! Put your hands up!

During the shootout, Matsumoto shot through the head of a constituent who happened to be on his eye with a right-hand gun, screaming with a police notebook on his left hand.

"If you resist, shoot mercilessly. Drop the gun now!

One more shot while screaming, Matsumoto shooting his constituents to death.

"Uh, it feels good"

Matsumoto smiles at his full face and groans in a flamboyant manner.

Matsumoto, who dreamed of becoming a detective and shooting villains for a long time, was truly a moment of bliss now that his dream had come true.

"Shh, I threw it away."

I pointed the gun at the next person, but the other person threw the gun away, so Matsumoto punches him in the tongue and gives him a break. The opponent who quits the resistance does not shoot at the boulder. Few police officers in the most euthanasia police station shoot relentlessly, irresistibly or otherwise.

Seeing it, many threw down their guns and began to put their hands together behind their heads. The policemen are in a position with their guns poked at them, moving closer together and handcuffed.

If Ashiya was here, he'd kill us all.

Western says as he puts a new bullet in his shotgun.

"You got a big guy."

I see a long-haired middle-aged man emerge from the back of the ground floor hall, and the west utters a tense voice. Matsumoto also turns toward the end of his western gaze.

"Hongsen Evening Moon..."

Matsumoto stretched his face hard and murmured the name of that swordsman known as the living legend in the back street.

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