The moment the gunfire sounded.

An old gangster who was more lucky and was only taken out by his companion for a few laps covered his chest. He raised his head in a daze and heard a dull sound like a heavy hammer and drumbeat in his ears.

With a bang, the black van in front of me that was almost crushed by the brakes hit the wall of the alley and stopped steadily. Even the main driver's door was not open, and the door was kicked away by a single piece, scraping it on the ground and rubbing a piece of sparks.

Immediately afterwards, she got off the main driver's seat, but was a tall beauty with a very cool appearance. Even in a dark suit, she couldn't hide her beautiful figure.

However, at this time the other party was covered in evil spirits.

It was so scary that I didn't even dare to say a word.

The other gangsters who were lucky enough not to be knocked out were holding up their swords, guns and sticks, but most of them were wiggling like temporary extras in martial arts movies, with no one willing to step forward.

But Yuki Terajima didn't care about these people at all, and immediately rushed towards the direction of the alley like a tiger going down the mountain.

However, when she stood at the entrance of the alley, she just witnessed the flash of gunfire.

"Iori?"

The pupils and myocardium tightened simultaneously, and even the blood in the body seemed to solidify at that moment.

What caught my eye was the girl with long hair holding Iori's body, blood dyed on her clothes, and still crying loudly.

The bald head holding the gun was still smiling ferociously, wrinkling the scars on his face that were like centipedes, and he didn't even care about the torn wounds on his face.

"Tread, step."

As if he heard the footsteps coming from behind, Marui Aki subconsciously turned around.

There was a blade pierced in half a piece of it on his face, but his expression seemed to have put down everything and no longer cared about anything.

He raised his gun again.

However, this time, he was heading towards Yuki Terajima who was walking slowly towards him.

Originally, their plan was to exchange the young master for the man that Miss Terajima valued the most.

Although they were defeated in the Yuan family, they were once Chinese and had also operated huge property.

Even though they have no property in Japan, they still have many industries in South America and Micronesia.

As long as the young master can be brought out, it can continue in the Yuan family.

However, all of this was reset to zero at the moment he fired.

After getting this result, somehow, Aki Marui felt relieved to let go of everything.

He looked at the woman walking in front of him, his eyes calm.

At least, let me ask for some interest for the head of the family and the young master, Miss Terajima.

".goodbye."

"Bang--"

The moment the gun fire flashed again, Marui Aki's eyes, which were originally relieved, suddenly stopped.

Yuki Terajima, who had just walked past him as if no one had just passed by, stopped in front of him.

The slender white palm was holding the barrel and raising it towards the sky.

When the boiling barrel touches the skin, it makes a slight hissing sound, and the originally straight barrel is bent.

Facing her almost dim gaze, Marui Aki, who was holding the gun in his hand, suddenly felt a strong sense of danger when the prey was targeted by a natural enemy, and a strong stinging pain in his whole body.

"Don't get in the way."

The woman's hoarse and depressing voice just sounded in her ears, and her fingers holding the trigger and her neck were almost at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, my eyes gradually fell into endless darkness.

‘.I’m sorry, young master.’

"Bang."

He threw away the inferior assembly gun in his hand that was smashed into pieces by the butt stock. He didn't even look at the Akira Marui was lying limp on the ground, half of his skull was sunken, and his neck was twisted seven or eight times. Yuki Terajima turned his head and looked at Iori, and for a moment he felt at a loss after his backbone was pulled away.

There was only a blank space left in my mind.

Like a child who was frightened by lightning, he had no other reaction except instinct.

Until, a voice that was equally hoarse and tender in front of me sounded:

"Save him!"

It seems that because I haven't spoken for a long time, I seem a little unskilled.

Aiba Chiho, who was holding Iori, stretched out his blood-stained hand and pulled Yuki's sleeve tightly:

"Iori!"

The heart seemed to be hit hard by a hammer, and she suddenly woke up.

Without any communication, Terajima Yuki almost robbed Iori from Chiho's arms and quickly walked towards the car he had just driven.

“So slow”

Sano Shino and the other two stood at the gate of the Budokan.

Because many artists will hold small exchange meetings with fans near the singing venue after participating in the performance, the audience in the martial arts hall is not dispersed very quickly.

At this time, many people were still coming and going around the martial arts hall.

Senior Fox looked at his phone.

It has been nearly half an hour since Iori's singing ended.

But after calling him two times, he didn't see him back, and he didn't know where he ran.

"It must be taken away by luck."

"Why should we go back early?"

Yui was holding her cell phone without any worries and was pumping clothes for her new wife, with a feeling of "I've been used to it for a long time."

Nagisa beside her, and she looked at her with her eyes squinted when she heard this, and she didn't know if she was looking at the screen or something else.

But the little fox senior was still full of doubts and muttered in confusion: "It shouldn't be? When I was with Yuki before, at least I would have a call, right?"

Anyway, it will be a matter of time sooner or later. Iori and Yukima will definitely not be able to hide any small actions.

The more she said that, the more her distant brows became tighter.

"Can it be Aoba?"

However, before Shino could express his well-founded ideas, the phone rang first.

He looked down at the caller ID, and the little fox senior immediately raised his eyebrows:

"Hey? Iori!"

"It's almost half an hour, are you going there. Eh?"

“.Yes, yes.”

"I'm his wife."

"."

"Pu"

The phone fell to the ground, and the little fox senior looked at the ground blankly, but he couldn't react for a long time.

One hour later, the hospital

Outside the ward, the attending doctor wearing a white coat sat at the front desk. He first raised his head and pushed down his glasses, then lowered his head to confirm the list.

"You are Mr. Shiina's wife, wife, and girlfriend (police)?"

The female doctor thoughtfully helped Nagisa to add the suffix in the brackets at the end.

The five girls standing at the front desk looked at each other for a while, and four of them nodded in agreement.

Only Miss Aiye turned around and looked at them in a daze, looking quite at a loss.

The attending doctor was not surprised to see this. On the contrary, the scene where they were able to maintain peace for the time being after their identities were exposed, which opened her eyes a little.

But when I think of the patient's appearance.

It seems, not that unreasonable.

"That, doctor!"

"How is Iori's current situation?"

After a few seconds of embarrassing about the title problem, Shino couldn't help but ask, and his voice was still a little trembling: "What, why did you get shot?"

Japan is a country that prohibits guns.

For most ordinary people, even most societies, guns are rare things, and there is no concept of gunfire.

"Please rest assured that this is the patient is out of danger now."

While the attending doctor was very experienced instructing, he took out the X-ray in his hand: "Your husband is in good health and his luck is amazing."
To be continued...