By the time Rasti was on his feet again, ready to shoot again, JP had already risen from the ground with a palm of thunder in his hand facing Rasti. This palm ray has been hidden in JP's ankle, and Rasti doesn't know about it, so he leaks it.

"I'm sorry! Rasti, I don't want to die either. So now, you go out. JP pointed a gun at Rasti and whispered.

Rasti had no intention of letting JP go, and the others blocked the door of the guest room, and the muzzle of the gun in his hand kept pointing at JP's chest.

Although JP is relatively better, with the door as a cover, if the two want to shoot at each other, Rasti can be sure that he can't beat JP's bullets, but once he retreats and gives up the advantage of the door, JP, who is already above him, will regain the advantage.

"JP, I'm not that stupid, as soon as I back out, you'll shoot right away. So don't take me for a fool, okay?" Rasti gasped, stared at JP tightly, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, JP, save all that nonsense, you are not the kind of person who lives for respect and honor, you must have other purposes for killing me today, can you say it, maybe we can solve the current situation." ”

Hearing Rasti say this, JP couldn't help but smile lightly, looking at Rasti, the muzzle of the gun in his hand shook slightly, only to hear him say with some emotion: "Yes, we are all the same kind of people, or do you know me, Rasti." ”

Speaking of this, JP paused slightly, and then continued: "That's right, we are all the same kind of people, and we all have the same purpose, and we are all staring at the top chair." Rasti, if you weren't too radical in what you did, I'm afraid the person sitting in the chair over there now wouldn't be old Handy, but you. Old Handy, like Mr. Parton, would have already begun to prepare for his retirement if it had not been for the accident. ”

Hearing JP say this, Rasti already understands what is going on.

"Although now because of your business, old Handy has taken over the position of organization boss, but after all, he is old and will have to retire in a few years. JP looked up at Rasti and chuckled, "Now, it's either me or Corgi who is qualified to take over Handy's place." You know, I'm not as good at making money as a corgi, I'm not as slick as him, I'm a good person, I'm good at almost everybody, I'm good at killing. So, Rasti, I have to let everyone take a good look at my strengths before I concentrate on the economy. ”

"So you're going to kill me, aren't you?" Rusty knew in his heart that between the two of them had reached the point where you were my life.

"Yes, Rasti, you shouldn't have given me this chance......" Before the words could be finished, JP had already pounced forward, and the Browning M1906 pocket pistol in his palm kept spraying bullets at Rasti at the door.

Suddenly, Rasti heard the gunshots and ducked to the side, and with a roll he was already hiding behind the wall, but his movements were still a step slower, and the bullet pierced his right shoulder from the front, and the wound that had just been bandaged before was once again hit and cracked.

A figure flashed by the door, and Rasti immediately opened fire, without hesitation firing six bullets in succession. As soon as the bullets were empty, he ducked behind a desk, pulled out JP's previous silenced pistol from behind his waist, and cautiously looked in the direction of the door.

What landed on the ground recently was a thin sheet, and all six bullets hit the sheet without any signs of hitting JP.

"Hey, Rasti, you're alright, I just saw you shot. JP said in a very concerned tone, if you just listen to the voice, you can't imagine that the shot that Rasti just shot was fired by him.

"JP, if you want my life, you'd better be prepared to trade your own life. Rasti pulled the blanket from the sofa not far away, tore it hard, roughly bandaged the wound, and then quietly hid to the other side.

Suddenly, another black shadow burst out of the room, and Rasti remained unmoved, the muzzle of his gun pressed tightly at the door.

Again, another black shadow came out, and Rasti also did not move, but unexpectedly, the shadow actually fired directly, and the muzzle of the gun was aimed at Rasti's previous position without the slightest deviation, and three shots were fired at that position in succession.

The sound of the gunfire coming back did not show any sign of hitting the target, which made JP a little surprised, and at this moment, a figure stood up from his side, and two shots hit JP in succession, followed by several clicks.

There were no bullets, Rasti subconsciously squatted down again, opened the magazine and saw that it was completely empty.

Rasti hid behind the couch and pulled a dagger out of his left leg as he shouted, "JP, are you dead?" ”

"How could I die so easily!" JP's voice rang out unexpectedly, a little weak, but still alive.

Of the two shots Rasti had just taken, only one hit JP, but this one hit him right in the stomach and was bleeding profusely. However, there are still two bullets in JP's gun, and it's really hard to say who will live and who will die in this battle.

"Rasti, why don't you speak, are you just waiting for both of us to bleed to death?" JP shouted to Rasti, picking up the sheets that had fallen on the ground, tearing them lightly, and tearing off a few strips of cloth to cover the wound.

After doing all this, JP pale, leaned against the pillar and breathed a sigh of relief, the Browning pistol in his hand stood in front of him, and carefully moved to the side, slowly bringing the position in front of the sofa into view. Suddenly, JP's gun was aimed at the empty space in front of the sofa, and he was about to shoot.

Then, to JP's surprise, Rasti was not next to the couch, and before he could continue his search, there was a sound of the door opening.

By the time JP reached the door, Rasti was nowhere to be seen.

After escaping from the penthouse, Rasti carefully avoided the police on the street and sneaked back to his apartment. After the wound was bandaged, Rasti drank whiskey and thought about the whole thing.

This part of Central Park is no longer safe, Rusti thought as she drained her glass of whiskey in one gulp. He doesn't know exactly how JP found out where he is, but it's certain that if he stays here, he will be found by JP sooner or later.

Rasti didn't suspect that Kaye's side was the problem, and if it was really Kaye's leak, JP should have found the apartment he was in now, not the penthouse.

Rasti had scouted carefully when he returned, and there was no sign of anyone in the vicinity, and there was no sign of anyone turning around in the room, so the problem was not with Kaye, but with him somewhere else.

This place can't stay anymore, he has to find a way to change places overnight, Rasti left a lot of blood today, if it didn't have any impact before, but after this battle at night, he had to find a place to transfuse some blood.

Rasti's gaze looked in the direction of the lower forest area.

(End of chapter)