Murdoch knows. He said that this battle was actually also an aspect of surrogate warfare, a battle in which other countries wishing to break the back streets, arguably Japanese stalls, unleashed the puppet, the Mafia, as an invader.
Murdoch is trying to calculate and manipulate things. I spoke in front of Hu Wei, all the reasons to cooperate with him are lies. Murdoch has received directives from the Demon clan. He wants me to hit the back street a little bit.
The Mafia of Pharmaceutical Buddha City has been revitalized, stretching its legs to other dark cities in Amusement City and building branches because of the assistance from shadows provided by the Demon clan and private oilfielders. It is a story that people, money and weapons have arranged for me.
It was also the Demon clan that introduced the killer Adonis to Murdoch. For Adonis, they seem to be good at it.
Of course, Hu Wei also knows the shadow support of private oilfielders and Demon clans, as well as their prospects. I use them now because they are available. But I don't know the strength of Murdoch's connection to the Demon clan.
"At the heart of this is the discernment of the temptation. There's no guarantee this one will win."
Murdoch squeaks. It is only natural to withdraw before the damage is greater, and the question is how to persuade Hu Wei in doing so.
(It's getting hot not even like that grandpa... well, I guess it feels good to be)
To be honest, Murdoch had a bad feeling at this point. But I can't move it that way until people's minds. To some extent, he gave up on the only way to make Hu Wei do what he wants.
Look, the feud in front of Bitter Murder Headquarters has come to an end.
The body of the mafia rolls all over the road, which is a historical manifestation of victory.
"These guys are Russian and Colombian mafias."
Looking over at the body, from that race, Viper decides so.
"What happened to the other organizations?
True asks the poisoned wife. It has already been heard that the Mafia of Pharmaceutical Buddha City is bound to carry out simultaneous attacks on organizations in conflict. Look. Bitter Murder has left his enemies with true and viper activity, but we don't know what happened to the other three organizations.
"I lost touch with one of them. The other two are engaged. And even the police are engaged."
Projects the display in front of you, the poisoned wife reports.
"Where the police are engaged is the enemy home."
Vipers squeak.
"Our target is likely there, too."
"Hmmm... there's a chance that Ashiya will get eaten first, but I wonder if he's going to kill the group in the back street that's being attacked and pass us through."
"Sure..."
Vipers make a difficult face. True, in some cases, I was prepared to give up Hu Wei.
"No, but you guys are here for a purpose, aren't you? You're going to lose that desk by dating us..."
Akuzu speaks out, as if he were going to give out a help boat.
"I can't help but feel sorry for myself if I don't finish it myself. There was still something I wanted to tell you."
And, true.
It's a shame that Kurodo takes his prey, but even then he can't help it, Truth thinks. I'm not so thoughtful about Hu Wei either. If I could give him guidance with my own hands, that would be best, but I wouldn't stick to it strongly.
"Oh well. Yes, I do. All right, let's split us in two, and we'll go to the scissors."
In a good mood, Akutsu gave his life to his men.
"No, look. Bitter admiration is solidified into one, and you go help one of them. The other is enough for me and Viper."
To the true offer, Akutsu whistles.
"That's fancy. But you'll be able to do it. Then I'll take care of it."
Akuzu slaps his tight bald head with a shiny, flat hand.
"Nah, parent. Can I hit that head once, too?
Viper smiles and lets him clap his hands over Akutsu's head.
"No, don't... I'm afraid something's gonna blow my head off."
Akutsu held his head with both hands as if to guard him, shrugging his neck.
Soul Jelly Home Building Front.
The roads are packed with SATs and lined with special vehicles, completely sealing off the perimeter of the building.
Over the building, the helicopter is swirling. Of course it's a police helicopter.
Inside the building already minutes ago, the officers of the Pharmaceutical Buddha Police Department broke in.
Mixed inside SAT, Ashiya Kurodo was watching countless holographic displays projecting into the air with Soul Jelly's building on his back.
"I wonder if you've done your duty."
Kurodo laughs satisfactorily as he sees footage sent by the pills Buddha Police Department officers who broke into the building's interior. Instead of just letting them go in and fight, they also mounted cameras on each of them to help them see the structure and condition in the building.
"I haven't heard from one of the police commissioners. Probably... wiped out."
Kurodo doesn't change his complexion at all, although SAT operatives with radios report him with a depressed face.
"Are you sure? Do this...... It's like killing someone, isn't it?
The captain blames Kurodo with a trembling voice. The site commander is supposed to be the SAT captain, but he also received orders to follow Ashiya Kurodo's instructions at the same time.
"I could have swept away the scraps that were inside me. I was able to clean the garbage, and I let it help me at the end, and there's nothing wrong with that."
Black Dou looks down at the captain and makes him laugh. Because she looks beautiful, the captain gets annoyed in many ways.
"The courageous police commissioner did everything in his power to stand up and die in order to protect his citizens. SAT crew rushed but didn't make it. This kind of muscle writing is fine. They have no honor in exchange for death."
It is not a mockery, but a black-dough that I really think so. I do not feel any sympathy for the commissioners of the Pharmaceutical Buddha Police Station because I believe that they cannot be placed in the same police wind, such as police officers who do nothing but name.
If they were doing what they were supposed to do as police officers, how many lives could they have saved, how many tragedies could they not have done without, then Black Dou feels like his bowels are boiling back. I'll give you the honor of the name of martyrdom, but in all seriousness it's even abominable.
"There was movement on the heliport on the roof"
One of the SAT crew reported, and both Kurodo and the captain were surprised.
"Several people seem to be carrying their luggage and boarding a helicopter"
"Stupid...... even though this one's already got the helicopter out and said it's flying over..."
The captain groans. An executive or a boss received that he was trying to escape with a chopper.
"Perhaps, but if you try to fly, shoot it off"
Kurodo ordered it, but the order was never executed.
A SAT helicopter that was swirling over the building was shot down first.
After the explosion, the helicopter drops. Probably ate a stinger missile.
"You weren't alerting Stinger?
Black Dou asks.
"The rooftops, of course, were alert to being shot through windows, and we had sniper squads standing by in the surrounding buildings,"
The captain answers.
"I'm hearing from the sniper squad. We checked the man with the stinger missile on the window and immediately sniped him, but the bullet didn't hit him."
The crew reports, Kurodo and the captain face to face.
"Didn't you hit it? Didn't I take it off?
Hear the words used to contact you and Kurodo reconfirms them.
"Yes. I didn't take it off, I repeat I didn't hit it. He said he was inhibited by something."
In those words, Kurodo guessed roughly what had happened.
"Were you guarded by the power of paranormal..."
Kurodo decides that this is the only way out of here at the earliest. Regardless of the commissioner of the Pharmaceutical Buddha Police Department, I don't want to make more sacrifices to SAT than I need to. I'd rather go first than make a sacrifice.
Black Dou grows rocket vents and steel wings from his back, causing his surroundings to sweep a little.
At the next moment, when they saw Kurodo spraying a rocket engine and jumping up, the SAT crew looked up at the sky in surprise and dropped off Kurodo, who disappeared onto the roof of the building.