Chapter 97 Heart, Never Out of Date

"Stop them!"

In the aftermath of the explosion, the voice belonging to the Sheriff of Fishbone Street rang out.

The team of guards turned around immediately and held up their guns to stop the three.

Bang bang bang!

Muzzle flashes.

The bullets were shot intensively, but the three people who rushed out were unpredictable. One by one, they either jumped, or paused, or rushed forward.

The movements are different, but the three are like one.

Not only did he dodge the bullets, but he also fought back.

Whoosh, whoosh.

There was a sound of sharp blades breaking through the air.

The guards with guns fell to the ground clutching their throats.

"Out of control."

The person who shot the flying knife sneered a few times, and then looked at Jason.

"Is it you who sabotaged our operations a few times recently?"

"Have you figured out how to die?"

The other party asked coldly.

Then, while speaking, a flying knife was fired.

Whoosh!

Ding!

The flying knife shot directly into Jason's throat, but before the flying knife came to him, Hannibal raised his hand.

A scalpel appeared in Hannibal's hand and waved.

The tip of the knife touched, and the flying knife was directly knocked into the air.

"Sneak attack is not what a gentleman does."

Hannibal stepped forward and said.

"gentleman?"

"We are warriors!"

"The best warrior!"

"We just need victory by any means necessary!"

The attackers have no shame at all.

He spoke with pride, and the people behind him were speaking like this, and the gun was aimed at Jason and his party, and the trigger was pulled.

Da da da.

Two submachine guns spit fire snakes.

As early as the moment the muzzle was raised, Jason picked up the female pastry chef and flashed into the building beside him.

Hannibal, Edward, Bency Jr., and Griffin dodged to the other side.

Pop, pop!

Bullets hit the surrounding walls, and rubble flew around.

The three who rushed out of the explosion retreated while firing their guns.

The grenades flew out one by one, not only falling exactly where Jason and his party were dodging, but also being thrown behind him.

Boom boom boom!

in a series of explosions.

Two specially made smoke grenades were thrown.

scoff, scoff!

Suddenly, gunpowder smoke filled the ‘fishbone street’.

When everyone's sight was blocked, the three-person team quickly rushed towards the parking lot at the entrance.

Although until now, they didn't know why it was just a small hunt, and the Fishbone Street suddenly turned its face. They had done similar things before, and in the end, it was just a compensation.

And this time?

Dordod actually went to war directly.

If it wasn't for their habitual defensive measures, they would have been killed at this time.

But now?

They have an advantage!

As long as they get to the parking lot, they have a silver lining.

And this is not difficult for them.

They've been through so many similar things.

Everything is familiar.

Waiting for them to rush out... hum, 'Fishbone Street'?

They will definitely take revenge on the Fishbone Street!

Compared with their 'ghost squad', what is a small 'fishbone street' worth?

It's just a rural organization that can be easily crushed.

correct!

And that old bastard!

A waste that can't even bear the trauma of war, has been active in front of their eyes recently!

Do you really think that if you destroy some actions that they don't care about, you can confront them head-on?

too naive!

When they get serious, they must make the other party pay the price.

Boom!

dong dong!

They were quickly retreating when the three of them who were thinking in their hearts suddenly heard a sound.

The sound was familiar.

It seems to be the sound of a heartbeat.

But how could the heartbeat be so loud?

It's big, it's like...

Drums of war!

Where did the drums come from?

This is not a real battlefield.

Moreover, the so-called war drums have long since withdrawn from the stage of war. Although they are apprentice members of the 'Ghost Squad', they also like to use it to end the battle without a trace.

As for the charge when the drums sounded?

It was outdated by then.

It's corny stuff.

The drums of war sounded?

Knight charge?

it's so funny!

The three-person team couldn't help showing a contemptuous smile, and then

puff!

The leader, the attacker with the throwing knife suddenly felt a pain in his back.

As soon as he lowered his head subconsciously, he saw the tip of a knife protruding from his chest.

"This……"

Stab it!

The leading attacker still wanted to open his mouth, but Jason flipped his wrist and swung the wide-blade short-handled machete straight up, and the blade slid out of the opponent's body, passing the neck of the gunman beside him. .

puff!

The head flew up and the blood spurted out.

As soon as the remaining one raised the muzzle, he was kicked on the wrist by Jason. The muzzle rose uncontrollably, spewing a series of gunfire, and fell down with the wide-bladed short-handled machete. It came to an abrupt end.

The three-man squad is dead.

Their eyes widened at Jason, who was holding a machete with a broad blade.

The tall figure was imprinted in their pupils.

In the end, his eyes darkened, and there was no more breath.

Jason raised his hand and pulled the leader's pocket down, and the whole person disappeared into the smoke again.

He doesn't need to be more sure.

The faint scent from the pocket was enough to tell Jason where the target he was looking for was.

The smoke gradually dissipated.

Doldod rushed over with more guards, frowned at the three corpses on the ground.

"Encircle."

Dordod ordered.

Then, he turned his head to look behind him, and Jason and his party walked out from behind the building.

After seeing that Her Majesty the Queen did not suffer any damage, Dordod heaved a sigh of relief.

He waved to his subordinates, and then Dordod walked towards Jason and his party again.

"Sorry, as you can see, we had some accidents."

"Today's Fishbone Street is going to close."

"Welcome to come again next time."

"Of course, to make up for you, your waiver will last longer."

"And, you can propose appropriate compensation."

Saying that, Dordod bowed.

The female pastry chef dodged again, then turned to look at Jason.

She is very clear about the purpose of this visit.

Jason gestured to the corpses of the three-person team on the ground with his eyes.

In an instant, the female pastry chef reacted.

"These are our spoils."

She pointed to the corpse on the ground.

Dordot was stunned.

He nodded immediately.

"certainly."

Having said that, the sheriff of Fishbone Street waved his hand.

Immediately the guards began to help pack.

What does Her Majesty want these corpses for, Doldod doesn't know why.

He only knew what Her Majesty wanted, and he just obeyed.

Jason and his party set out on the return journey.

Just ten minutes later, Jason and his party returned to the ground.

The whole trip ended faster than expected.

But the gains are there.

It's not just a "trading thing" with the Purus family.

And pockets in hand.

Even though it was made of leather, the fanny pack was specially made, but the faint scent had already told Jason what was in it.

Gudong.

Jason couldn't help swallowing.

However, he did not open his pockets.

Not only because of his endurance training, but also because of his almost four times the perception of ordinary people, there were many breathing sounds that should not have existed in the shadows of the streets on both sides.

"parking!"