A gunshot went off.

Sirone, who had been blown away before he knew it, quickly rolled down the sand and knelt down on one knee.

The Mafia asked, clicking his tongue.

�Donatello, did you keep it on?��Sirone was silent.

It was after receiving Fermi�s communication that he seriously contemplated the betrayal of the mafia.

�I was trying to make sure I was safe.��A victory pose?

�Almost the only way to communicate to me in a state where direct communication is impossible.�

It was possible that things were happening outside that Sirone was unaware of.

What is it?

�The traitor of the west country.�News, or bulletin boards���

It was a conclusion that could be reached after a little thought.

Dex Sensibility said.

�Looking at the reaction, I don�t think I need an explanation.�Thanks for clearing things up though.�So, can�t you just let me die?�I won�t touch the loot.�

Even so, it was a level 100 level part, and it was impossible to drop the legendary item itself.

�If you want to kill, kill.�

Sirone said.

�Mutual trust is until the end of the transaction.�You�ve settled the bill, so you�re just an enemy now, aren�t you?�

Sirone, activating the Michelan gun, smiled.

�Let�s start, high gear.��The mafia group thought.

�He�s a guy I don�t like.�

Even if the conditions are unfavorable to oneself, one clearly distinguishes between right and wrong.

�You make people feel ashamed.�In real life, he�d be a bigger guy.�But because���

The mafia party again aimed their guns at them.

�I don�t feel any remorse.�

Firepower of over 200 levels shot like rain, and Yahweh 2 instantly jumped through space.

�Sheesh!�that tech����!�

It was shockingly different from when I saw it on video.

The white sandy beach of Dalseom was filled with smoke and mist, and gunshots rained incessantly.

A flash of light hit a colleague directly.

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