When Kazami Yuya and Judy rushed to the basement, the neon police carrying the arms dealers and the neon public security department on the van all fell to the ground.

Kazami Yu also hurried up and put his hands on their noses, and he was relieved instantly when he found that he was still breathing.

When he first came over, he thought all his subordinates had been killed.

"Hey! Yamashita, when you wake up, what happened?" Feng Jian Yu also shook one of his subordinates and shouted.

After shaking for a few seconds, he opened his eyes with difficulty.

"Mr. Kazaki... that guy took the man away and drove our car away."

"How many people does the other party have?"

While still awake at the foot of the mountain, Feng Jianyu also asked quickly.

The mountain tremblingly stretched out a finger: "One...one...a person!"

After speaking, he went into a coma again.

Kazami Yu also put the mountain down on the ground with a dark face, and then stood up blankly.

"Take them to treatment!"

"Yes!"

The other subordinates looked at the black-faced Fengjian Yuya, did not dare to say anything more, and quickly fell down and gave him treatment.

After all, five hits one, and all of them are knocked down. Will they play?

And even with outsiders in this situation, it's embarrassing to even bring them.

It's really embarrassing to go abroad.

"Mr. Kazaki, all the weapons on their bodies are gone."

Shouted the moving colleague.

"I see!"

Kazami Yu also walked to a corner with a dark face and dialed a call.

"Go ahead and stop a van with the license plate number of Shinjuku 20#56-19. But please be careful, the enemy has a gun in his hand, and he is skilled."

"Yes!"

Then Kazami Yu also made another call.

"I'm Feng Jian Yuya from the police, and I need your assistance from the Metropolitan Police Department."

"Please stop a van whose license plate number is Shinjuku 20#56-19. But please be careful. The enemy has a gun in his hand, and he is skilled."

"Yes! I'm so grateful!"

The Traffic Division of the Metropolitan Police Department is still good at finding a car.

After all, there are many people and great power!

"Agent Judy, Agent Camel, let's investigate the surveillance in the basement!"

Underground parking lots like restaurants have monitoring equipment.

Although he will not be shown to outsiders, he is a neon policeman, and he is still able to watch a surveillance video.

"sure no problem."

The two of them didn't mention the fact that Neon Police was put by one person. After all, it was too arrogant...not so good on someone else's territory.

Kazami Yu also took Judy and Camel to find the person in charge of the mall.

After he showed his ID to the person in charge of the mall, the person in charge of the mall immediately took the three of them to the surveillance room to call out the surveillance.

From the monitoring, they can clearly see how Shinji cleanly killed five of his men.

But he didn't see Shinji's face.

Seeing Shinji's skill in the video, Kazami Yu also guessed that his words would not be much better.

After all, hiding from bullets is not something anyone can do.

Judy and Camel also had serious faces.

"Camel, if you are against this person, how many wins and losses do you have without using a weapon?" Judy asked.

Camel thought for a while and said, "He's very strong, if I'm against him, he'll be three or seven! I'm three and seven."

After all, the scene of Shinji hiding the bullet really shocked him.

This is how fast the reaction speed can be to avoid close shots.

He couldn't do it anyway.

"Maybe Shuichi can beat this guy!" Judy thought to herself.

At the same time, the traffic department and public security personnel of the Metropolitan Police Department have begun to deploy inspection points in this area.

Check every vehicle passing here.

At this time, Shinji drove the car and stopped in a sparsely populated place.

He wanted to ask the three arms dealers in this place, where the arms they brought were placed, and why they were targeted by fbi.

Bang bang bang!

Shinji slapped Clint Wood's face with a series of slaps, and stopped knowing that his face was swollen.

At this time Clint Wood opened his eyes slowly.

Seeing Shinji wearing a mask and hat really shocked him.

Then he reacted.

"You fbi slut, you are completely overcast, f**k"

However, he was greeted with another slap.

"Speak well to Lao Tzu."

"And I'm not from fbi."

"Now I have something to ask you, I will ask you to answer, or I will kill you with one shot."

Shinji pointed a pistol to his head and said.

Shinji's slap and the pistol on his forehead completely awake him. And being handcuffed, he couldn’t resist at all

"Okok."

"Where are your arms?" Shinji went straight in.

"Sorry, I can't talk about this because..."

"Ah! My hand."

Clint Wood wailed suddenly.

I saw that his palm was directly pierced by a dagger.

This dagger was found by Shinji from the Neon Police Station, and it was quite sharp.

"You are not qualified to refuse, you will have to die if you don't say it!"

"After all, you still have two companions, I believe they should speak out after seeing your body!" Shinji played with it.

Shinji drew the dagger inserted into his palm again, and then changed the dagger to the other hand.

puff.

This time it was another palm.

"Say it."

"what!"

"I said, I said, don't torture me anymore."

"This batch of munitions is here...".

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