Under the building of the assassination team, more than thirty black cars and seven or eight vans were parked quietly, and each car was filled with heavily armed members of the assassination team.
Ken Asakura stood under the car, looking at the raindrops in the sky, and said in surprise, "It can rain in such a good weather?"
Shen Qingzhu, who was sitting in the back seat, glanced at the sky, narrowed his eyes, and flicked the burning cigarette out of the window, and the black window automatically rolled up.
"Let's go." He said calmly.
"yes!"
Asakura Ken immediately got into the car, connected the channels of all vehicles through the intercom, and shouted:
"Set off!"
boom--!!
More than forty engines buzzed at the same time, bunches of bright car lights turned on, and the vehicles tore through the dark night, speeding away like roaring beasts in the rain!
rain,
This was the signal agreed between Lin Qiye and Shen Qingzhu.
…
Black Sycamore Club.
Uncle Kyosuke held the crying Yurina and glanced lightly at the darkness in the corner.
He gently touched Yurina's head and said with a smile:
"Xiao Youli, the club is a bit dirty. Uncle needs to tidy it up. Can you and Xiao Jin go buy some glue and cleaner for uncle?"
Yurina raised her head and asked with red eyes:
"Can it really be fixed?"
"Can."
"...then, okay then..."
Yurina let go of Uncle Kyousuke, who gave Xiaojin a look, and Xiaojin took Yurina's hand and walked slowly away.
In the deserted street, Uncle Kyousuke paused for a long time at the door of the dark club, raised his feet, and walked slowly inside.
Time passes minute by minute.
About five minutes after Yurina and Kogane left, several cars drove into the street. Mr. I and a dozen of the Hankawa family's men quickly got out of the car, slammed the car door and walked over.
"Are you sure? They are back?" Mr. Jing asked.
"Make sure, our people are always watching here."
"Did you see the target?"
"I saw it. The descendants of Yuri Heizhe are indeed here. It can't be wrong."
"Where is Asaba Nanaya?"
"The person who was following them said that as soon as they came back, Asaba Qiye left with another person and went to an unknown place. There should be no one in this store who can stop us now."
"good."
A flash of light flashed in Mr. Jing's eyes. He turned his head and said to the men behind him: "Take the guys with you, let's go arrest them!"
A dozen people armed with their own weapons rushed to the door of the Black Wutong Club. As soon as they stepped through the door, they all froze on the spot.
In the middle of the dark and messy restaurant, tables and chairs were stacked up and down, standing like a hill. The light bulb above the head flickered on and off, and sparks burst out from time to time, illuminating the dark restaurant for a moment.
On the hill, a middle-aged man was sitting quietly, with a withering red rose stuck in the pocket of his sequined suit.
The bright and dark light bulbs projected his back on the pale wall behind him, like a demon standing on a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. He stared quietly at the dozen or so people who broke into the club, his eyes slightly narrowed.
In the darkness, under his cold gaze, there seemed to be a furious lion.
…
In the rain.
A rapid ringtone suddenly rang.
Amamiya Haruki was startled. He reached out and took out the phone from his pocket and put it to his ear to answer the call.
"Hello?"
"Amamiya! I won the game today! I predicted a shocking secret!" Shota Hoshimi's excited voice came from the other end of the phone.
Amamiya Haruki raised his eyebrows, "If you predicted the location of the Hankawa family, we have already found it..."
"That's not it!" Hoshimi Shouta took a deep breath and said word by word, "What I predicted today is...'Yuuri Kurotetsu breaks out of the situation and kills the [Pure Land] again'!"
"What did you say?"
Amamiya Haruki froze on the spot.
"Really! I'm surprised, aren't you? If this prediction is correct, the last prediction of Yuri Kurotetsu's death was wrong! Maybe he didn't die at all!" Hoshimi Shota became more and more excited as he spoke.
"...I understand." Haruki Amamiya took a deep breath to calm down his disturbed mood, "I have something to do now. I will call you after I finish it."
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
"What's wrong?" Lin Qiye asked.
"The unreliable prophet said, 'Yuuri Kurotetsu will break out of the situation and attack [Pure Land] again.'"
"Youli Heizhe?" Lin Qiye frowned, "Isn't he dead?"
"Now it seems, maybe not." Amamiya Haruki said as he walked, "When I heard the news of his death before, I was a little unbelievable. How could a fierce man who could kill the Pure Land with three swords be so easy?
The earth was killed by the Oracle. In order to confirm this idea, I asked the Oracle to verify this thing again...
The result was positive, so since then I have always believed that he was really dead."
"In other words, his last prediction was exactly 50% wrong?"
"That's right."
"Perhaps his prediction this time is also wrong?"
"Yes... but at least he gave us this possibility and opened up another way of thinking."
"If Yuri Heizhe is not dead, but is planning a plan as predicted by the prophecy, then what exactly is this plan and what is his purpose of setting it up..."
While the two were thinking, they had reached the edge of the original Will-O-Wisp Club's power. They looked up at the nightclub that was glowing with neon light under the night sky, and narrowed their eyes slightly.
"We will discuss the matter of Yuri Heizhe when we go back. For now, let's do the things in front of us first."
"Shen Qingzhu's people... should be arriving soon."
boom--!!
On the street on the other side, more than thirty cars were speeding past. The buzzing sound of the cars in the middle of the night had already attracted the attention of the Hankawa family members in the nightclub. They quickly mobilized their manpower and swarmed towards that street.
More than twenty cars drove out of the parking lot of the nightclub and sped onto the street, completely blocking the lane and blocking the path of the gang's vehicles.
"There are quite a lot of manpower." In the car, Ken Asakura squinted at the dazzling car lights in front, frowned, picked up the intercom and said,
"Stop and get off!"
More than 40 cars from the assassination team were parked in front of the car wall away from Hanchuan's house. The bright car lights on both sides shined at each other, almost lighting up the entire road as bright as day. There was a dull and dense sound of closing doors, and everyone was dressed in clothes.
The members of the black-clad assassination team got out of the car, holding their respective weapons, and walked towards the opposite vehicle coldly.
The Hanchuan family also got out of the car one after another, and the two groups just stood in the large open space illuminated by the car lights, confronting each other.