No. 13 stood up and fired a few shots at someone who was only about 30 meters away from him. Then, no, a fool with a lack of brain raised his submachine gun and fought back at No. 13.

There were more than 20 police cars when they arrived at the scene. There were at least forty or fifty police officers coming. Although they would not charge, there were still people behind them.

Therefore, the counterattack quickly led to a larger counterattack.

No. 13 and the lion dragged Medusa. Medusa lay on the ground motionless, dragged her legs on the ground, and was pulled back by two people and ran quickly over.

When approaching the police car, an elderly policeman holding a gun in one hand and covering his hat in the other, whispering: "What's wrong? What's wrong with her?"

"I was hit hard on the head, where is the ambulance! Where is the ambulance!"

The chubby old policeman pointed behind and shouted: "Come now, go back first!"

No. 13 and the lion dragged Medusa to continue running backwards. A policeman looked at him nervously and shouted, "Do you need help?"

"No, be careful! Those people are extremely vicious!"

Responding to the police who were kindly planning to help, on the Thirteenth, they dragged Medusa to a place that everyone could not see. They were in a gun battle, so of course they had to find a hidden place.

As soon as others could not see it, Medusa immediately stood up with her eyes open, reached out to take off her hat, scattered her hair and shook her head, and began to take off her uniform. No. 13 threw the gun to the ground next to her and said, "Let's go."

The three of them turned a corner, took off their clothes while walking, threw their hats and uniforms on the side of the road, regardless of the surprised gazes of the people hiding on both sides.

No. 13 has a special skill, which is to take off your clothes while walking, and you can take off your pants without taking off your shoes. However, if you observe carefully, you will find that they are not taking off their clothes, but cutting them with blades to pieces.

While taking off all the police uniforms that were put on the outside, the three of them were really good to reach an intersection, and then the three of them stood still.

The lion stretched out an arm and hugged Medusa, smiled at No. 13, and said, "My last action was perfect."

No. 13 whispered: "Not perfect."

The lion raised his hand and said, "That's not to leave any regrets."

Medusa smiled and said, "Do you want to see you again?"

No. 13 tilted his head and said, "Don't be bye."

The lion blew and said, "Then let me leave no contact information. Remember to officially notify Da Yiwan that we have done all the work and we will not show up again in the future."

No. 13 whispered: "Yes."

The lion and Medusa met and smiled, then they reached out to No. 13 and waved, then took the hand and turned their heads and walked out to the right.

No. 13 lowered his head and walked out to the left.

After walking a few steps forward, No. 13 suddenly stopped and shouted: "Hi."

Cross and Medusa stopped and looked at No. 13. No. 13 raised his hand and shouted: "Take care."

Medusa laughed first, and then the lion laughed too. After the two looked at each other again, Medusa shouted: "Thirteen!"

No. 13 tilted his head, raised his eyebrows, and made a listening posture.

Medusa shouted: "No one cares about you anymore. We are all free. Try to learn to forget, and you will find a brand new world!"

The lion raised his hand and shouted: "Listen to her, take care of her, mercenary."

No. 13 nodded, then turned around again, this time he did not look back.

No. 13 looked thoughtful, lowered his head and walked slowly on the street.

As he walked, No. 13's footsteps suddenly became lighter and then he raised his head, walked faster and faster, and a smile appeared on his face.

No. 13 began to whistle gently, but he seemed to be good at everything, but he was not good at whistling, and he was not good at whistling and was not adjusting when he was blowing intermittently.

On the Thirteenth, he walked past a flower shop. He looked at the flowers placed in the shop, then slowed down slightly at the door of the shop and took a deep breath.

He walked forward another 200 meters. On the Thirteenth, he saw a woman, who was in her thirties, dressed properly, with a bag on her left arm and a phone in her right hand, and hurried forward while making a phone call.

The woman had red hair, I don’t know if it was dyed or born, but she had red hair.

The Thirteenth suddenly stopped for a moment, he stared at the woman walking across from him, and then he suddenly stopped, turned around and ran backward, and ran back to the flower shop he had just passed.

Standing at the door, he glanced at a few quick glances. No. 13 pulled a white rose from the bouquet at the door of the store and ran away. When the owner screamed, No. 13 quickly threw a handful of money on the ground, and then ran forward non-stop under his feet until he suddenly stood in front of the red-haired woman.

The woman had just hung up the phone, and the sudden appearance of the No. 13 scared her and threw away the cell phone in her hand in panic.

No. 13 reached out and grabbed the phone, held the white rose in his right hand and placed it directly in front of the red-haired woman, whispering: "Your favorite white rose."

The woman was completely stunned. She looked at No. 13, looked at No. 13's left hand cell phone, and then her eyes returned to the flower in front of her. After a moment of shock, she reached out to catch the white rose and said, "Thank you, but how do you know that I like the white rose the most? Do I know you?"

No. 13 shook his left hand and placed his phone in front of the woman. He looked at the woman obsessedly and said, "I want to forget you, instructor, I want to forget you, I... the person I love the most."

The woman didn't know whether she should be afraid or something, so she couldn't help but take a step back.

No. 13's hand turned, and his eyes were blurred and said in a low voice: "I can't forget you, but I still have to forget you. I want a new life. I have been living...too hard."

No. 13 closed his eyes with pain on his face, and the woman said in a daze: "What are you going to do?"

The Thirteenth opened his eyes and whispered: "I might go to a tropical island to fish, or build a small wooden house in the forest in Sweden, chopping wood every day."

The woman nodded in a daze and said, "Oh."

No. 13 breathed a long sigh and suddenly reached out to touch the woman's hair. The red-haired woman's body froze, but she opened her mouth and looked in fear and didn't dare to move. No. 13 closed her eyes and leaned over, took a deep breath in the woman's hair, and whispered in the woman's ear: "Don't appear in my dreams in the future, goodbye forever."

No. 13 suddenly put down his hand, raised his head and strode forward.

The woman breathed a sigh of relief and patted her chest. Suddenly she remembered something and was about to scream, but she found that her cell phone was in her pocket.

"Neuropathy."

After muttering in a low voice, he looked at the flowers in his hand. The woman suddenly smiled and said, "But it feels good."

When he said this, the woman took out her cell phone, hurriedly dialed a number, and quickly said anxiously: "Hi, Mati, you must have never imagined what happened. I met a person who was crazy about me, with his name? I don't know what his name was, so he suddenly appeared and gave me a flower, said a lot of confessions and left. What? Should I call him? No, he looks a little abnormal, but he is indeed quite handsome, well, okay, I should at least ask his name."

The woman turned around immediately, but she could no longer see No. 13's back.

Everything is coincidence, everything is accidental. No. 13 is just an extremely rare touch in his heart. Don’t ask the reason. This is an inexplicable psychological fluctuation. It’s just that No. 13 happened to meet a red-haired woman at an abnormal time.

When the woman was making a phone call, the Thirteenth was also making a phone call. After Gao Yang answered, he whispered: "The mission has been completed."

"Okay, I know."

No. 13 hesitated for a moment and whispered: "The matter here is over, I'm leaving."

"Okay, where are you going?"

No. 13 took a long breath and smiled, "Maybe go fishing, maybe go around the world, or go build a wooden house."

"It's time for you to go for a walk, when will you come back?"
Chapter completed!