Chapter 706 I Have Already Accepted My Fate (50 Monthly Tickets Plus More!!!)

At 8:44 pm, the red-eyed FBI agents shouted loudly:

"Quick, divide the troops into two groups and surround her!"

"We must not let her run away!!!"

The detectives, who were still unaware that Sakaki had escaped, shifted their focus to Belmod.

in their eyes.

Belmode is more hateful than Sakaki!

Braving the hail of bullets, the agents began to take detours, intending to outflank Belmode.

but.

bite!

【You have a new text message】

Belmode, whose clothes were completely soaked, took out his cell phone and saw the words on the text message.

Immediately throw away the FAMAS automatic rifle, grab the rappelling rope on the side, hang it on the railing on the edge of the rooftop, and slide down the building.

Before the encirclement was formed, Belmode got into the black car, turned around and drove away.

The detectives carefully touched the building, but they missed it and cursed angrily.

10 minutes later.

The black car turned a block and stopped on the side of the road.

Two people walked out of the alley, one behind the other, opened the door and got in the car.

"who is he?"

Through the rearview mirror, Belmod spotted Kyogoku Makoto.

Kyogoku Makoto, who was sitting in the back row, said somewhat cautiously after seeing her:

"Hello."

"He is Kyogoku Makoto, my friend."

Sakaki Cheng didn't want Kyogoku's true strength to be exposed to the black organization's vision, and he didn't want Belmode to know his family background.

but

You can't hide something.

"Kyogoku Shin"

With his long eyebrows knitted together, Belmode said thoughtfully:

"I seem to have heard it somewhere."

"Young Master Kika is a national karate champion. He has been in newspapers many times. I'm sure he looks familiar."

"It's actually him?"

Belmod turned around in shock, somewhat unable to believe that the dark-skinned young man in front of him was the karate champion who had beaten all over Japan.

Of course, the black organization has secretly investigated such a powerful player.

but.

However, his father is a member of the special assault force, so wooing Kyogoku Makoto is tantamount to planting a time bomb.

It would be good for everyone to live apart until old age and death.

Belmode took a deep look at Sakaki Makoto, exchanged glances, confirmed the other person's thoughts, and ignored Kyogoku Makoto.

The car headed west toward New York.

Everyone has secrets. Belmode does not want Sakaki to investigate the old woman in the apartment, and Sakaki does not want Belmode to involve Kyogoku in the organization.

otherwise

Sakaki's plan is about to be thwarted.

Only the absolutely righteous party would want Kyogoku to fight against the black organization.

Well.

With Kyogoku's true strength, defeating the black organization might be as easy as chopping up melons and vegetables.

Humans can't defeat Transformers.

Except Saitama-sensei.

After the turmoil just now, most of the police in Boston returned to support the headquarters. The blockade was weak, and the two of them had disguised themselves, so they passed the blockade easily.

As the car sped along the road, Sakaki leaned back on his seat, holding a cigarette in his mouth, and stared out the window in a daze.

He's still thinking about Lecter.

Have to say

This is a very difficult enemy.

The opponent had long foreseen that he would raid the headquarters, so he set up an ambush, if Sakaki Makoto had not secretly followed Jack.

I'm afraid it won't be that simple.

"There's a first aid kit under the back seat."

Belmod, who was concentrating on driving, suddenly said:

"Take it out."

"oh"

After realizing that she was talking to him, Kyogoku nodded numbly and dug out a white medicine box.

As a member of the Black Organization

You never know when you will encounter danger, so a first aid kit is a must-have item.

On the dark road, Belmod pulled over and turned on the music player. After choosing a song, he took the white medicine box handed over by Kyogoku Makoto and opened it.

He took out a dose of morphine, aimed it at his arm, and stabbed it hard.

At this time

Only then did Sakaki realize that the clothes on Belmod's left shoulder were completely wet with blood.

In the melee just now, Belmode was also hit on the shoulder, but she didn't say a word or even complain.

seem

I have long been accustomed to it.

Because his clothes were black and he had been soaked by the rain, Sakaki didn't notice it right away.

The pale Belmode looked at Sakaki after injecting morphine:

"If your right hand is not seriously injured, come over and drive."

"good."

Sakaki agreed immediately.

What did he have to complain about?

When he was under siege.

Belmode could completely abandon him and retreat alone without any danger.

But they didn't do that. Instead, they stepped forward and took the initiative to draw firepower and buy precious time for Sakaki Makoto.

They changed seats, treated their wounds one after another, and then continued on their way.

The air conditioner slowly blows out warm air, and melodious country music comes from the player. It is a woman singing about the passing of time. There is a touch of sadness in the song, a very classic Norwegian folk song.

Listening to the song, Belmod slowly closed his eyes, wrapped himself in a blanket, and shed a tear from the corner of his eye.

"All my tears"

Attracted by the singing, Sakaki glanced at the letters sliding over the player:

"I thought you didn't like such sad music."

"."

Opening his eyes, Belmode glanced at him sideways:

"What music do you think I should like?"

"The bold, wild type."

Sakaki responded calmly:

"People who listen to such sad ballads are generally very delicate and sensitive."

"I really like the tone of the song."

She tilted her head and looked out the window at the dark mountains and pink thunderclouds, and said softly:

“It sings about where I belong.”

"Do you think your destiny has been decided?"

Raising his eyebrows, Sakaki asked:

"It's hard to imagine that the Thousand-Faced Witch, who is as cold as an iceberg in the eyes of outsiders, would actually accept her fate."

"Oh"

Belmode smiled silently, his smile mixed with helplessness and sadness:

"Originally, I had already accepted my fate."

"But when I met them, I thought about trying harder."

"Whether I succeed or not, this is my last chance."

"Let me remind you one thing. After we go back this time, we will take action against the new group."

Hearing this, Sakaki was stunned for a moment, and then said:

"Is it appropriate to tell me this?"

"You'll know sooner or later anyway."

Belmode adjusted his seat back slightly and slowly closed his eyes:

"I'm sleepy, wake me up in 2 hours."

On the road with no end in sight, the black car ran as fast as possible, the lights tearing through the darkness ahead, and headed towards New York along the way it came.

1am.

In the suburbs of New York, Kidd stood next to the Mercedes, breathing in the cool air and looking at the end of the road.

Nearly 8 hours have passed since he and Sakaki said goodbye.

In these eight hours, something big must have happened in Boston, otherwise there would be no news at all.

Looking at the three girls sleeping in the car, Kidd wanted to go back to support, but he couldn't leave Sawada Hongshu behind.

"well"

After struggling for a long time, he suddenly made up his mind:

"If I don't go back, will I still be a human being?!"