Ke Xue: Ai-chan and I have an agreement

Chapter 727 The Tragedy of Cohen

"Ali Gei!"

Finally, Vodka's voice, like heavenly music, awakened Gin and the others.

"Cohen, Chianti, let's go!" Gin decisively gave the order to retreat.

Chianti, who was closest, was like a nimble cat; in the blink of an eye, she darted to Vodka's side and slipped into the car.

"Cohen?!"

Turning around, Chianti shouted at Cohen, who was leaning against the railing and fighting back.

"Come……"

call out!

A single shot, and the bullet pierced Cohen's body, blooming into a blood-red flower.

With a jolt, Cohen uncontrollably fell against the railing. Almost instinctively, he pulled back, and a bullet grazed his forehead.

Precision!

Upon witnessing this scene, everyone simultaneously thought of the same word.

And those who can do this...

"Rye!" Chianti looked in the other direction, his eyes flashing with murderous intent.

At the same time, the FBI and the Japanese Public Security Bureau began to work together in a coordinated manner.

Someone is alone; this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

It's worth the risk!

Shuichi Akai thought the same thing.

Unfortunately, the bloodthirsty hound was watching him, making it difficult for him to move.

But he's not the one who should be worried right now.

Indeed, after seeing Cohen shot, Gin made his decision after only a brief moment of thought.

A grenade appeared in his hand, tracing a beautiful arc through the air.

Shuichi Akai's pupils contracted, and he dove sideways into the alley to his right.

boom!

The grenade exploded and landed near the fuel tank of a car; the series of reactions happened in an instant.

The second one, the third one...

Seizing the opportunity, Gin rushed toward Cohen.

call out!call out!

Two rapid gunshots rang out, and Gin stopped in his tracks. The bullets tore open his trench coat, leaving two thumb-sized holes.

Turning around, two pairs of cold, emotionless eyes met in mid-air, sparking intense flames.

The exploding, burning car stood between the two, its flames billowing and billowing black smoke swaying in the wind.

I could hear footsteps approaching.

Without a moment's hesitation, Gin tossed out, "Rye, hide well. You won't be so lucky next time."

"I'd like to say the same to you," Shuichi Akai calmly replied.

Shuichi Akai knew he couldn't catch Gin today.

Gin also knew he couldn't stay in one place for long.

A sudden battle ended abruptly and inconclusively.

They hurried back to the car, Vodka and Chianti still keeping their guns pointed at Shuichi Akai.

Unfortunately, Shuichi Akai was quite cautious and didn't reveal too many flaws, which greatly annoyed Chianti.

"Vodka, drive," Gin said coldly.

"Yes, sir!" Vodka put away his gun and carried out Gin's order without the slightest hesitation.

The car started, the engine roared, and soon, as if a cat had smelled fish, a barrage of gunfire erupted.

Fortunately, Vodka had been Gin's personal driver for so long that he was quite skilled at driving, and he drifted away in one go.

In the car, Chianti looked grim. "Gin, what about Cohen?"

Gin glanced at Chianti and said indifferently, "Let's leave first."

“But…” Chianti hesitated.

"Didn't you hear me say I'd leave first?" Gin's cold, serpentine gaze sent chills down one's spine.

Chianti gritted her teeth, her eyes filled with resentment, and said, "I understand."

Once the taillights were out of sight, Shuichi Akai swaggered out. Just as he spat out the cigarette butt, an FBI agent approached him.

"Investigator, that person is missing."

“It’s alright, he was shot and can’t have gone far. Expand the search area to three to five kilometers, and secretly monitor nearby hospitals and clinics. Remember, all of them…” Shuichi Akai took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, his tone slow and serious.

"Understood." Upon receiving the order, the FBI agent began making arrangements.

Shuichi Akai stared at the road where the car had long since disappeared, lit a cigarette with a click, took a deep drag, and exhaled a smoke ring, which also brought up a question.

He clearly saw Shiina Yuichi, but now... where is he?

Meanwhile, Shiina Yuichi, whom he longed for, was slowly walking along the trail of dripping blood.

Gin never expected that, besides Shuichi Akai, Yuichi Shiina also had his eye on Cohen.

He admitted that he and Cohen had no conflict.

But different perspectives lead to different outcomes.

Yuichi Shiina knew very well that his relationship with Gin would inevitably be a life-or-death struggle.

Weakening Gin's strength in advance would be beneficial to him.

Although this conflict was completely unexpected by everyone, Shiina Yuichi was extremely pleased with this unexpected joy.

The more chaotic things are, the easier it is to fish in troubled waters, isn't it?

"Cough cough."

Cohen staggered and leaned against the wall beside him, blood flowing continuously from his chest. His breathing became increasingly rapid, and blood slowly seeped from the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through his chest. Cohen, exhausted, collapsed to the ground, coughing up a mouthful of blood that splattered onto the road, particularly conspicuous.

Cohen's consciousness gradually faded, but he knew very well that if he didn't receive treatment soon, he would die on the street in at most thirty minutes.

I never expected to fail here.

Gin and his group have already fled by car and are unlikely to return anytime soon.

Those damned FBI agents won't let this opportunity slip by; there are probably quite a few spies in the area already.

He can't escape this situation at all.

Cohen struggled to his feet, sat down against the nearest wall, one hand covering his wound, the other removing his glasses to reveal a pair of sharp, hawk-like eyes.

“Cough cough…come out…you’ve been following me for so long…” Cohen shouted towards the alleyway he had come from.

A crisp yet slow footstep sounded, and Cohen shakily raised the muzzle of his gun.

boom!

As soon as Shiina Yuichi appeared, Cohen pulled the trigger without hesitation.

The bullet left the barrel and flew towards Shiina Yuichi.

If it were an ordinary person, the timing would be perfect, but unfortunately the person who appeared was... Shiina Yuichi.

Yuichi Shiina, who had turned his head to the side beforehand, let the bullet graz his hair and hit the trash can behind him, startling several wild cats of different colors, which scattered and fled.

Shiina Yuichi smiled back at Cohen.

"It's you?" Cohen looked surprised, but also somewhat relieved.

Since this guy didn't participate in the entire battle, he had almost forgotten about it.

“Yes, it’s me.” Shiina Yuichi approached Cohen step by step with an ambiguous expression. “How are you feeling? Can you still walk?”

"can."

Cohen reached out his hand, but did not receive any help from Shiina Yuichi for a long time.

A shadow fell, and Cohen looked up, suddenly feeling a chill in his heart.

"what are you laughing at?"

"Cohen, do you hate Gin?"