Guns and Coffee in the World of Science

Chapter 234 Actions of all parties

A team of armed men in black tactical gear walked cautiously onto the platform. They walked with heavy steps, their eyes scanning the surroundings vigilantly, their pace as precise and calm as a hunter stalking his prey.

Everyone held their guns tightly, their nerves tense, and any slight movement was enough to trigger their reaction.

However, there was nothing on the platform except the homeless man in the distance who almost blended into the environment.

"Captain, we haven't found any trace of those two men. I'm afraid they've escaped."

A team member reported in a low voice, with a hint of annoyance in his voice.

The captain was silent for a moment, his eyes became sharp, as if he sensed something was wrong.

He turned slowly, his eyes fixed on the homeless man lying like a corpse in the corner.

The homeless man sat on the ground, exuding an air of helplessness. His eyes were empty, as if he was numb to everything around him.

The captain's lips curled up slightly, a hint of sneer on his face as he walked towards the homeless man. A team member followed closely behind him, his eyes watching everything around him like a hawk.

"Is there anything you want to say?"

The captain stood in front of the homeless man, pointing the gun coldly at his head.

The homeless man's eyes suddenly became terrified. He tucked his hands into his wide sleeves and said tremblingly, "No... I don't know... Don't kill me... I... I didn't see anything..."

The tramp's tone was full of fear, but at that moment, his eyes flashed a quick and vicious light.

Just when the captain relaxed a little, the tramp suddenly stretched out his hands and quickly pulled out two pistols.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two dull gunshots echoed on the platform, and the captain's head exploded instantly, with blood splattering everywhere.

A team member following behind him had no time to react and was shot in the head by the same gunshot. In an instant, the team that had been as stable as a rock was completely disrupted.

The remaining members of the organization were so shocked by the sudden change that they stood there in a daze, barely able to react.

Just as they were about to raise their guns to fight back, gunshots rang out from all directions, and then the entire platform seemed to be engulfed in fire.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The sound of gunfire intertwined into one another, and all the members of the organization seemed to be trapped in a hunter's trap, with nowhere to escape.

Almost at the same time, several figures appeared in various corners of the platform. They were all dressed like homeless people, and each of them held a gun in his hand.

If you look closely, you will find that they are different from ordinary homeless people. Their eyes are sharp and their movements are particularly unusual.

This group of "vagrants" opened fire without hesitation, accurately hitting the vital points of those organization members.

The air on the platform was torn apart by deafening gunshots, and thick smoke filled the air. In an instant, the entire station became a battlefield.

A few seconds later, all the members of the organization fell in a pool of blood, unable to resist.

Silence returned to the platform.

The originally chaotic scene seemed to be calmed down in an instant, with only a few wisps of smoke floating in the air, reminding people of the massacre that had just taken place.

The homeless man sitting in the corner stood up and pulled back the waterproof cloth beside him. He looked very cool and seemed not to be affected by the chaos just now.

He smiled slightly, revealing a few missing yellow teeth, and looked at the still weak figures of Amuro Toru and Kazami Yuya.

"Mr. Amuro, we have completed your request."

The homeless man's voice was hoarse, but full of a reassuring certainty.

Toru Amuro could no longer hold on at this time. He covered the wound on his abdomen. Blood soaked his clothes and the pain made him almost unable to move.

Yuya Kazami had completely fainted at this moment. Toru Amuro took out a few gold coins from his arms with difficulty and threw them to the homeless man with almost no strength.

"As expected of a professional..." Amuro Toru forced a smile. "Next, please take us to the Continental Hotel."

After saying this, he finally couldn't hold on any longer, his head tilted, and he passed out.

The homeless man bent down, picked up the gold coin, lowered his head slightly, and showed an inconspicuous smile: "Glad to help!"

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As night falls, the streets of Tokyo are brightly lit, but outside the Haido Grand Hotel there is a tense atmosphere.

The glass door of the hotel was suddenly slammed open, and a crisp sound broke the silence. Then, a blonde beauty and a short-haired girl rushed out of the door almost at the same time, and hit the outer wall of the hotel heavily.

"boom!"

The glass door slammed with a sharp sound. Several members of the organization standing outside the hotel were startled by the sudden movement and almost instinctively raised their guns, ready to fight back.

However, their movements were far less swift than those of the short-haired girl.

Her body instantly shot up like a flash of lightning, drawing a sharp trajectory in the air.

Almost immediately, she appeared beside the first member of the organization and swiftly swept his leg, knocking him to the ground. Then, she punched another member in the abdomen with a strong punch, causing him to double over in pain, and then she hit him in the chest with a knee, knocking him unconscious.

The short-haired girl's movements were swift and precise. Within a few seconds, several members of the organization had lost their ability to resist and fell to the ground, breathing rapidly and their bodies limp.

She breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to stand up, but at this moment, a warning voice came.

"Get down!"

The short-haired girl fell to the ground almost subconsciously.

Her movements were extremely clean and smooth, with almost no hesitation.

And at the moment when her body sank, a bullet flew over her and hit the enemy who was about to attack her.

The man was shot in the head and fell to the ground with a dull thud.

The short-haired girl's heart skipped a beat. She glanced at the blonde girl behind her and saw her standing there with a pistol in her hand.

The blonde girl looked calm as she glanced at the fallen enemy with a sneer on her face.

"Haha! You're worthy of being my mom!" The short-haired girl smiled and relaxed.

The blonde girl rolled her eyes at her daughter's praise, a hint of helplessness in her eyes. "Stop joking. We need to get out of here quickly. It's too dangerous."

The short-haired girl nodded in response, quickly stood up, and ran towards a nearby alleyway with the blonde girl.

The night wind, with a hint of chill, ruffled their hair. After the two walked into the alley, they quickly disappeared into the shadows of the bustling street.

The blonde girl Mary Akai was originally an agent of British MI6 and possessed extraordinary combat and adaptability.

A few years ago, she was attacked by Vermouth on Vauxhall Bridge in London. She was forced to drink APTX4869 and her body shrank to the size of a junior high school student.

Despite this, her fighting ability and wisdom remain intact. She has been tracking the Black Organization all along. Although she did not get many clues, the few clues she had eventually led her to Tokyo.

On this trip to Tokyo, Mary Akai did not act alone. She also brought her daughter, Masumi Sera. As Mary's daughter, Masumi also inherited her mother's wit and courage.

Some time ago, Mary Akai learned the news of the death of her eldest son Shuichi Akai, which almost pushed her to the brink of collapse.

She thought she would gain something, but unexpectedly, not only did she not find the truth, but she was drawn into a bigger vortex.

Now, the mother and daughter can only keep hiding in this dangerous city, continuing their seemingly hopeless but necessary escape.

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"Ha...ha..." Akai Mary squatted in the corner, covering her chest with her hands, trying to stabilize her disordered breathing.

Sweat dripped down her forehead, soaking her blonde hair.

After Vermouth fed her poison and she fell into the water, even though she was a battle-hardened agent, she couldn't avoid contracting asthma.

She had never been so vulnerable before. As a former MI6 agent, she seemed so helpless at this moment, which was ironic.

"Mom, don't give up..."

Sera Masumi anxiously rummaged through her backpack, her eyes full of panic.

Her fingers frantically searched her bag, but she couldn't find anything. She had even searched through it several times, but there was no medicine in her bag except a few bills and snacks.

In this situation, nothing else matters. The only thing that can save my mother from dying is medicine.

"Mother……"

Sera Masumi bit her lip tightly, feeling powerless. She knew she couldn't handle it all on her own, and the situation before her seemed to reveal an endless abyss.

Just when she was in despair, a teasing voice came from her ear: "Yo~~ Look what I found? A helpless little kitten? And a pretty boy?"

The voice was full of contempt and teasing, like a sharp arrow shooting into her heart.

"Who's the gigolo?!"

Sera Masumi retorted angrily, with a hint of anger and helplessness in her tone.

The reason she reacted this way was that although she was already a high school student, her figure was hard to describe, she had short hair, and she had a bold personality, so she was often mistaken for a boy, which had become a thorn in her heart.

She instinctively turned around, only to see a team of fully armed members of the organization standing not far away, their smiles revealing obvious mockery and amusement.

"Uh... really..."

She lowered her head weakly, clenched her fists, and felt as if she had fallen into the abyss of despair.

She had no way out and no way to protect her mother.

The eyes of these organization members were completely fixed on her mother, and the filth in their eyes was unreserved.

"Oh~~ I didn't realize she's a tomboy. Brothers, we are so lucky, ahahahaha!"

As he spoke, the captain stepped closer, and the men behind him pointed their guns at them.

Akai Mari narrowed her eyes slightly, and although her breathing was still difficult, she still had no intention of giving in.

She managed to sneer out of her mouth with difficulty. Although her whole body was limp, she still maintained the most basic deterrent power: "Zhenchun... Run! Leave me alone..."

However, her voice was mixed with heavy gasps and pain, and sounded a little pale.

Sera Masumi's eyes became more determined, and she whispered to her mother, "Mom, we can't give up. Let's survive together! Let's fight them!"

As she spoke, Sera Masumi assumed the starting stance of Jeet Kune Do. She had completely given up on wanting to live. Dying in battle was at least a thousand times better than being caught.

Mary Akai also tried her best to steady her breathing, and her right hand tightly gripped the pistol in her arms. She had the same idea as her daughter.

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However, at this critical moment, a clear gunshot was heard in the distance, echoing in the silent night sky.

"boom!"

The voice carried a decisive force, as if it tore through the air and directly smashed the head of an organization member.

Immediately afterwards, another series of crisp sounds were heard, and in just a few seconds, the whole scene suddenly changed drastically.

The organization's formation was completely disrupted. They fell to the ground one after another, and pools of blood filled the originally quiet alley.

Akai Mary and Sera Masumi were both stunned, unable to take their eyes off the fallen enemy.

"Tsk, what a bunch of scum!" A relaxed voice sounded, and then, an elegant figure appeared at the end of the alley. The strong light shone behind her, making it difficult to see her appearance clearly.

But at this moment, for Akai's mother and daughter, this mysterious figure is undoubtedly the sun in the darkness, so warm.