Chapter 34 I wiped the knife not to commit suicide...
The muzzles of more than a dozen guns were pointed in the direction of the teenager and the Japanese man.
At the slightest movement, the muzzles of these cheap firearms will burst out with fire mercilessly, beating two people into pieces.
Everything seems to have been decided, and it is impossible for the two of them to escape.
The limit of human reaction speed is 0.1 seconds, but for the muzzle velocity of the bullet, just one second is enough for the bullet to fly hundreds of meters, and the outcome of life and death is already determined the moment the bullet comes out of the chamber.
No matter how fast you move or react, you will never be able to escape the attack that breaks the speed of sound.
Just like destiny, the arrival of death is always so unpredictable.
Perhaps only those who have implanted the Sian Westan prosthetic body can compete with bullets in the cracks of time.
Otherwise, all efforts will be in vain.
Even Kitagawa Hao looked a little uneasy, and silently made a decision in his heart.
If the other side really wanted to shoot, the only thing he could do was to rush out alone and try his best to create a chance for Lin Mo to escape.
Even if you block a few bullets for him, it can be regarded as repaying Lin Mo's kindness!
Compared to Kitagawa Hao who was ready to die, Lin Mo was much calmer.
It seemed that what was pointed at him was not a dozen guns, but a dozen salutes. The opposite side was just a guard of honor welcoming him out. The guns fired were the salutes played. These people were destined to be clowns for people's entertainment.
"Jun Lin, I'm very sorry. It was me who hurt you."
Kitagawa Hao's face was full of determination to die, his eyes were as firm as iron, and there was no trace of nostalgia for life:
"I will create a chance for you to escape in a moment. Just run and don't look back. This is my atonement, and I am afraid that your kindness to me can only be repaid in your next life. Although it is shameless to say this, my sister.
..I hope you can help take care of her, this is my last wish."
Lin Mo was playing with the samurai sword in his hand, took out a hemostatic bandage from the bag, and used the bandage to wipe the non-existent stains on the knife, as if he was not worried about his own safety at all.
Seeing this, Kitagawa Hao felt a flash of worry on his face:
"Lin Jun, are you going to commit suicide?"
"No, I'll keep it for later," Lin Mo replied calmly.
Then, before Kitagawa Hiroshi understood the meaning of this sentence, he seemed to remember something and said with a smile:
"Don't say such depressing words. I can't afford to wait for a long time in the next life. You owe me now, and you may not be able to pay it back even if you sell yourself. Let me just say it here. You are a nice person. I have always had someone.
I want to create a marginalized team, but we are currently short of manpower. Are you interested?"
Beichuan Hao was stunned when he heard this. He really didn't expect that Lin Mo would think of such a thing at such a critical moment.
Observing Lin Mo's expression, he found that the other party was not lying.
After only thinking for a second, Kitagawa Hao suddenly laughed sincerely, and a feeling that he would die for his confidant suddenly arose in his heart.
At the end of the day, he messed up almost everything and owed so much debt, but this young man still chose to believe in himself.
"It is my great fortune in this life that Mr. Lin can invite me. If I can still see the sun tomorrow, I will never let Mr. Lin down."
He replied sincerely.
"That's good." Lin Mo smiled as if his trick had succeeded.
The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and the gang members with guns walked slowly, always on guard against the two men hiding behind the bunker who would throw grenades without warning.
Beichuan Hao took a few deep breaths and was about to act according to his plan, but he never thought that Lin Mo would hold him back.
"Don't worry, they are already here." Turning his head in confusion, Kitagawa Hiroshi saw the young man saying this.
Just when Kitagawa Hao was extremely confused about this, a sound like thousands of horses galloping suddenly came to his ears.
It was the roar of heavy armored vehicles, and the powerful engines were roaring like angry dragons. With the help of the hearing enhancer, Kitagawa Hiroshi seemed to feel that an army was coming here.
The sound of tires spinning, the sound of guns pulling bolts, the modulation sound of heavy weapons, the muffled sound of the steel giant bumping on the road due to rapid speed... all of these are announcing the arrival of absolute violence!
Not only Kitagawa Hiroshi heard it, but even the gang members heard it. Everyone stood there with a blank look on their face, but no longer dared to move at will.
Just like the arrival of the tyrant's army in historical myths, they came with neat steps, and their voices shook the heaven and the earth.
With such a huge momentum, if the subjects do not want to kneel down and worship, it is already a huge sin. Who can withstand such momentum and move around at will?
The gang leader standing outside the alley turned his head and saw bright lights coming quickly from the other end of the road.
They were vehicles reaching extreme speeds, and they were rushing in this direction. Behind the dazzling lights, thousands of troops seemed to be hidden.
"Maybe they are coming towards us..."
The gang leader thought anxiously, but he also found this conjecture extremely ridiculous.
How could a big shot who could command such force be surrounded by a small gang like them?
It must be an illusion, it must be an illusion, they should just be passing by!
However, when these vehicles drove near him, their drifting stops completely shattered his illusions.
The vehicles slowed down as they approached, and then began to turn and drift as if they had been trained countless times. The tires screeched and exploded, and a burning smell filled the air.
After the drift ended, these vehicles formed a semi-encirclement shape and surrounded the frightened gang members.
A loud horn sounded from the car:
"This is SSI, Night City Security Services Co., Ltd. You have threatened our customers with force. Please put down your weapons and let our customers out immediately. We will not allow our customers to be harmed at all!
"Please remember that you only have one minute. If our customers are even slightly injured, according to the laws and regulations of Night City, we will have the right to use force against you. Our MK31 heavy machine guns and M20 guided launchers will not be affected at all.
I’ll throw my firepower at you mercilessly!”
"This is a warning to you, please put down your weapons!"
The searchlights on the roofs of the three Chevrolet Emperor 720s in the lead lighted up, and the entire street suddenly lit up like daylight. The heavy machine guns mounted on the vehicles were already aimed at the trembling gang members. Several security personnel with rocket launchers on their shoulders were squatting.
Next to the car, the dark hole was like an abyss, and all you could see was the shadow of death.
Several gunshots were fired in succession, as if it was a demonstration. The tires of the gang members' vehicles that were originally surrounded at the entrance and exit of the alley were shot out, and their bright car lights were shattered.
So the only light in the entire area was the light emitted by the vehicles of these heavenly soldiers.
Just like the overbearing divine authority in the past, without Prometheus stealing fire, mortals would not be allowed to have fire or light!
Many heavily armed security personnel also ran down from the vehicles behind them. They held assault rifles in their hands and aimed at the gang members who looked like lambs to the slaughter under the white light.
Not only that, several infrared laser rays shone directly on the field and kept wandering over the bodies of the gang members, like the eyes of the god of death. The snipers hiding in the dark had no consciousness of hiding and shot them without scruples.
This violence is being showered on these people.
If there is any slight change, the firepower will be poured out on these gang members mercilessly.
The company's behavior has always been so vigorous and resolute, and they only understand two kinds of behavior when dealing with these low-level people.
Either "Yes" or "No".
All gang members tremble in the face of this violence. They cooperate with the company and naturally understand the horror of the company.
No matter what company it is, any small company will have its own private security team, and among them, the company that can undertake the security business is definitely the best among all companies!
They not only provide security services for private individuals, but also provide security services for other small companies with insufficient background and size. Their force value is definitely far beyond that of any small gang.
One gang member tremblingly dropped his gun, and then like dominoes being toppled, others dropped their weapons one after another.
The overall situation is decided!
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Not far from the encirclement, a purple [Goodra 66-type 640 TS] parked on the roadside, parked next to the [Chevrolet Emperor 720 modified version] that was originally trapped in the parking lot.
The six people stood quietly and looked at this scene from a distance, all dumbfounded.