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Speed-up flying kick!
This time the target didn't fly away, but it exploded.
“Ahhhh——!!!”
"Tap Tap Open!!!"
After a brief pause, the others simultaneously drew their spare knives and slashed at Lin Che.
Combat is all about receiving, neutralizing, and launching attacks.
Raising the palm and lifting the wrist is the receiving motion.
Pulling back with the opposite hand is the way to neutralize the situation.
Then, a powerful knee strike is launched.
Whoever comes up first gets their shrimp vein removed.
Seeing that the people on both sides had arrived, Lin Che leaped into the air and swung his leg, the hard heel of his military boot immediately stained with red and white.
Gin's perspective was switched repeatedly.
He felt like he was playing a computer game, challenging a boss with an instant-kill effect at the end of the level.
As soon as you get close, you'll be instantly killed, then immediately "resurrected" and go back in, only to be instantly killed again.
We won't discuss who the person in the hotel is for now.
But the man in front of me who ignores the damage from handgun bullets is definitely the one from the Twin Towers skyscraper!
Gin touched his new hat, his expression so cold it could drip water.
With such an invincible performance, it's impossible to detect any more of their cards.
He pressed his earpiece and said in a deep voice, "Give him an earpiece; I need to say a few words to this guy."
Chapter 117 broke Gin's defenses.
The person who received the order was stunned for a moment.
Then Gin's scene was stained with blood again and he fell to the ground at high speed.
He had no choice but to find someone who was slacking off in the back to give the order, while telling the rest of the men to stop and retreat immediately.
In just a few minutes, although the number of dots on the right screen remained the same, at least half of them had stopped moving.
And then that person sent a new email.
The SAT is on its way; retreat as soon as possible.
SAT is a special assault unit under the Japanese police, specifically designed to deal with various types of terrorists and crimes involving heavy firepower.
SAT's core task is definitely the hotel, and he still has time there.
Gin stared at the electronic screen on his left, watching as someone tossed headphones to their target.
After two breaths, the headphones were put on.
He immediately switched the communication channel to another frequency.
“This is a private conversation between us.” Gin stared intently at Lin Che’s face. “Tell me, who exactly are you? I’m very curious.”
The channel was switched on short notice, so the sound is inevitably somewhat distorted and there's a fair amount of noise.
Lin Che chuckled: "An enemy? What's there to be curious about?"
Gin clenched his fists. "How do you know so much about us? And why are you going against us? I have no recollection of you."
When they contacted Hara Yoshiaki, he was already impersonating Akai Shuichi, and his information source was likely Sherry.
But it doesn't make sense that the other side was able to snipe Pisco so accurately this time, since Shirley didn't know Pisco.
Moreover, according to Vermouth, after Pisco was sniped, the man specifically looked at her twice.
This is definitely not information that Sherry could know.
There was no response from the other party.
Gin waited patiently as much as possible.
Finally, Lin Che spoke.
"Just assume I don't like you guys."
“I know you’re about to take advantage of our conversation to order the others to shoot Sherry.”
"However, I suggest you let them run away as soon as possible. I won't do anything I'm not sure I can handle."
"I will not allow Shirley to lose a single hair today."
Gin's fist clenched involuntarily once again.
Was that car bulletproof?
Not impossible.
The fact that someone who likes to stand at a distance and snipe at others chooses to engage in hand-to-hand combat with a large group of people demonstrates their confidence.
Within minutes, the casualty rate reached 50%, and if this continued, the entire army might be wiped out.
After this incident, the mud ginseng industry will be severely damaged, and the higher-ups will inevitably have to thoroughly clean it up before they can regain control.
If the peripheral members continue to suffer losses, the organization will be severely weakened.
Gin thought about many things in an instant.
The conclusion is: he will have to swallow his pride and retreat again this time!
You bastard...
Gin couldn't help but swear.
He really wanted to order everyone to fire and see what would happen, but the consequences were too great for him to accept.
Just then, Lin Che on the screen moved again.
Its speed is so fast that it leaves no time to react.
Gin could see clearly and react, but the people at the scene couldn't.
"The farce is over."
Lin Che had had enough of the limitations of fists and feet. After kicking his target to pieces once again, he held the gun in both hands and spun around in place.
His current stats are enough for him to wield a Desert Eagle with no recoil in one hand, and he's also taken out his M1935 again after not using it for a long time.
The reason he didn't use the same Master-level +3 Beretta M92F was because he was worried that Gin would recognize him; Li Rusong's face wouldn't belong to this gun.
Bullets were fired simultaneously from both sides.
Pisco's max-level pistol shooting skill was now playing its maximum role. Lin Che felt that even if he fired randomly, he could get headshots every time. He had complete control over the gun, and his precision was outrageous.
retreat! ! !
Gin was really worried this time and quickly issued an order.
However, this command was given in one's mind.
The words changed the moment they came out of my mouth.
"Fire! Aim at that woman and fire!!!"
Another batch of people died. Those who survived were just thugs who liked to hide in the back; they were of no use staying behind.
and!
When has Gin ever been pushed to this level?!
Must fight back!
Overwhelmed with emotion, Gin began to gasp for breath, blood gushing from the wound on his chest, and even blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.
However......
On the electronic screen.
Lin Che instantly teleported to the windshield, blocking all the bullets aimed at Shirley.
He even gave them a smile that was clearly mocking.
I've been scammed!!!
Gin's eyes were practically popping out of their sockets.
That car isn't bulletproof at all; all those words he just said were just to stall for time!
"cough--!"
Gin coughed up a mouthful of blood.
As another round of gunfire rang out, the two screens in front of him became completely useless.
"Go...go..." Gin gasped for breath.
The temporary driver, one of the peripheral members, started the car. "B-Big Brother, where to?"
“Go back to base, I’ll give you directions.”
Gin closed his eyes and blindly dialed new orders on his phone, instructing the peripheral members who commanded the Muddy Council's thugs to retreat.
Kiel and Vermouth also received his order to retreat.
Thankfully, they didn't bring Cohen, who was in a slump, along this time, otherwise he might have died too.
It seems unlikely that Curaçao, who was kidnapped by that mysterious person, can be rescued, at least not in the short term.
Go back and talk to Vermouth, and ask her to bring Calvados to fill Chianti's vacancy.
Pisco died at the hands of a mysterious figure, so perhaps Ireland can fill the void in vodka production.
And Bourbon... he also needs to be brought back.
Gin regained his spirits.
Pistols are useless to him; he prefers to snipe from a distance and take cold shots. He is also confirmed to have near-teleportation-like abilities.
In the next confrontation, he will fly a helicopter and bring out all his heavy weapons to create a massive encirclement around the enemy.
Gin is gone.
SAT also arrived swiftly and launched a brutal attack on the various mud-gathering gangs that had lost their captains.
With members of the Mud Ginseng Society either killed or arrested, the people in the hotel finally obtained intelligence from the outside world.
It turns out that the person who assassinated Shigehiko Tobuchi was none other than Kenzo Masuyama (Pisco), who was suddenly shot in the head.
Gil and Vermouth had done nothing wrong and were cleared of suspicion, so they were quickly allowed to leave.
The former came as a reporter, and now she has to go back to the TV station immediately to work overtime writing news articles.
The latter left by car with mixed feelings.
For Vermouth, the fact that the organization suffered such a great loss was actually a good thing; she hoped the organization would be destroyed.
The problem is that Sulli wasn't caught, and it was also confirmed that she already had a very powerful backer.
As long as Shirley lives, there is still a possibility that that terrible drug can be further developed.
Gin put on such a grand display but still couldn't capture Sherry, let alone inflict any effective damage on that mysterious person.
Does that mean she can?
Vermouth doesn't believe she has that ability.
Unless you locate Sherry first and then infiltrate to carry out the assassination.
Ugh, my head hurts so much. I have so many things to plan.
......
Dr. A Li's house.
Shiho Miyano's condition was very bad; she had a persistent high fever, was delirious, and even started talking nonsense.
She instinctively gripped Lin Che's hand tightly, murmuring incessantly in a slow and somewhat indistinct manner, yet she spoke a great deal, forcing Lin Che to press his ear close to listen attentively.