When shooting down the SAT helicopter, Hu Wei forced Stinger's archers to shoot while guarding with reduced force meat powder, naturally assuming that this archer would be sniped off. In an instant, the archer was protected by a simple junction by meat powder.
The sniper bullet's kinetic power was lost by meat powder. Naturally, no meat flour has been sprinkled around Stinger's shell.
"Now we've secured the escape route."
Fucking laughing Hu Wei. As far as the rooftops are concerned, there are no buildings nearby that can be sniped. The police helicopter would have been for that as well.
"Boss, if we don't get out of here soon, we'll have a new helicopter."
"No, it's only after carefully crushing all the bugs down there. I crushed the helicopter first to keep it from being targeted from the top. Of course, for a later escape."
To the advancing guard, Hu Wei spread a fierce grin and said.
Hu Wei's decision is strange. I thought Huang Qiang and the other escorts would come one after the other to do that and there would be no kiri, but I wouldn't put it in my mouth
SAT's coming in.
SAT coming in.
Murdoch opens the room and says, and reports of subordinates' extensions take place almost simultaneously.
"Right. In view of the equipment, the number and the quality of the soldiers, we are slightly disadvantaged in four minutes and six minutes at the moment."
The escorts become mute to the dialogue that Hu Wei analyzed and uttered. I wonder how you can kill all your enemies with that difference in power.
(Or is there some way to do that?
And, Huang Qiang reckons.
"That's too sweet to look at. This one's even bigger."
Murdoch says with a sinister face.
"Some of them are very annoying, like Ashiya Kurodo. I'm familiar with him, and I used to work with him, but turning him against his enemies doesn't taste good."
When two major battlefield tea times and nudist school organizations were fiercely fighting over the hegemony of American underground organizations, Battlefield tea times turned both police and military enemies, and Murdoch, who had called Ashiya from Japan as support, to fight belonging to the same faction.
"I've heard a lot of rumors. It's scary enough that the residents of the back street are crying and running away, Detective Okama."
Hu Wei has no particular attention to the wind.
"You should just run away. I don't feel like I can win with him. So I'm going to run, but what are you going to do?"
To Murdoch's words, Hu Wei becomes a decent face.
"Running away, you use a helicopter to run away, don't you? If I get away with it first, I'm not gonna get away with it, and if I do, I'm gonna get away with it."
I mean it unintentionally, but I can't waste any time here, so Hu Wei decided to break it better. Hu Wei takes a big sigh.
"There's other de-exits besides helicopters, isn't there?
Murdoch asks.
"Once in the basement. But the helicopter is the most certain. Whoever is here escapes with a helicopter, and the constituents are forced to escape using an escape exit"
Hu Wei said.
"Where do we meet?
Murdoch further asks.
"Let's not use our other bases and get into trouble with Mexican organizations. But... I don't think we can avoid a fight with the police after that, even if we run away. Though the figurine of incompetence, it killed all the police officers of the drug Buddha. They won't hesitate to come after us in the name of the same police officer killed."
At the time we let the police intervene when this happens, Hu Wei thinks that we can't do it in Japan at the earliest.
"Temporarily, but there's a way we can get out of police intervention, you hear me? It's a bad bet."
Hu Wei has a bad feeling about Murdoch speaking with this unmasculine, mysterious face.
"What? Tell me."
"Fly bombs and nuclear waste on helicopters. So, if the police don't stop intervening, they threaten to crash."
"It would be like letting the guy who maneuvers die. Who's going to pilot it? I don't like to throw my men away like that."
Hu Wei refused, laughing unexpectedly at Murdoch's suggestion without clapping either.
"I knew it wouldn't work. And then more and more, the police are going to go after him in anger."
"Naturally."
The case of Junko Suzuoka's spraying of nuclear material comes to the back of Hu Wei's brain.
"For now, if you want to keep running away from the police and keep lurking underground, or leave Japan for a while, I'm sure"
And, Murdoch.
"That's what I don't care... It was our chance to reward them with one arrow."
As for Hu Wei, I'd like to fight him thoroughly here, but Murdoch doesn't care, so he can't put me through any more. Plus, I know Murdoch is more right.
(The usual me, I don't cross such a dangerous bridge, but that shitty grandson of a bitch is driving me crazy. The same goes for the police bite I hate)
Be aware that your condition is crazy for a long time. Everything went crazy after that grandson showed up, Hu Wei thinks.
"You killed all the police officers in Medicine Buddha. That's when I put up with him."
That's what Murdoch smiles at.
"Okay. Change of policy. Let's run."
Hu Wei sighs his thoughts again.
"Damn it... I don't know if I can get my grandfather to run off much older than me or have a rare experience - I don't know life"
"Shut up."
To Murdoch shrugging his shoulders, Hu Wei spilling a bitter laugh.
Then with three escorts, including Huang Qiang, who was in the room, Hu Wei packs his bags and leaves the room, shouldering Murdoch and heading to the roof.
"Sometimes, I think about what I'd think if I saw who I was now. When I was a street gangster, I was really violent, wasn't I? I don't like him, because he was gunning to kill me, and he was donkey-hotting me, not where you are right now. We survived so far, we were lucky."
Murdoch talks as he walks.
"Do you like your old self? Or don't you like who you are right now?
Murdoch laughed bitterly at Hu Wei's question this time.
"I don't think I hate myself right now, but I'm sure I like my old stupid self. I don't know how lonely I am for something that's changed."
Murdoch's answer hurt what was deep in Hu Wei's heart.
(I'm the other way around... I hate it. I don't even want to remember. No, it's something I shouldn't remember)
Deep down in my heart, it's like something's screaming, I feel that way. But Hu Wei is desperate to ignore it. For forty years, what has been out of sight is there. Behind my mind, it does still exist.
I just think so. That's pathetic. He said he was pathetic without interruption.
"I see...... You, you're not that old yet, but you're old enough, you're objectively old enough."
To distract him, Hu Wei continues his conversation with Murdoch.
"I guess it's because I saw my buddies die one after the other... So, I survived. That changed me. This is how it happened."
"Hey buddy..."
Hu Wei did not mourn his death much, even if those in the organization were killed, just to be angry at him for getting mud painted on the organization. It was surprising that Murdoch had that part, instead of that facial wickedness.
(I'm just letting you pretend like that, maybe you're inviting me to be alert.)
Suspicion like that defaults in Hu Wei. Basically no one believes it. I don't believe it.
(I wasn't like this from the beginning, either. I can't love my old self. I don't even hate it. I just think it's pathetic......)
The past cannot be abandoned. Hu Wei thinks it's a big lie, such as the guy who says he won't look back on the past. My past always gets around, and even if I'm not going to look back, I keep making an impact.
Hu Wei, Huang Qiang, Murdoch and two other escorts arrive on the roof and head to Heliport.
"Is there a guy who can steer a helicopter? I can't."
"Oh, I can do it"
"I can do it too."
Hu Wei asks, Huang Qiang and Murdoch raise their hands.
"It's packed with gold, weapons and boots."
Murdoch says.
"Well, the policy is changing, but it's not going to work."
When Hu Wei said with a laugh and tried to get in the helicopter first - four other people besides Hu Wei looked up at the sky and confirmed it would fly in.
A little late, Hu Wei also admits to that appearance. Beauty in a suit over two metres tall, growing steel wings and rocket vents from her back and slowly descending.
"Black Dou......"
Murdoch speaks the name.
"Long time no see, Murdoch"
Ashiya Kurodo, the ultimate weapon of the Japanese police, makes me laugh.
"Huh... it's a causal mix-up."
Murdoch gave a reluctant look at a man who once stood on his side as an enemy.