I'm having fun in Tokyo

Old Tang was starting to panic.

He used to play many games and watch many movies.

In these games and movies, helicopters are always shot down by various weapons and suffer all sorts of setbacks.

But in reality, he was well aware that helicopters were the natural enemy of infantry and tanks, with recorded kill ratios against tanks ranging from 1:12 to 1:19.

Not to mention that he wasn't driving a tank, but a Hummer.

It's like we're about to be completely wiped out.

Morikawa Yu glanced at Old Tang.

He opened the car window, and a gust of wind rushed in. Then he reached out to the helicopter behind him.

Clarence sat in the co-pilot's seat in the helicopter.

After discovering that the surveillance and location tracking had failed, he immediately led his men onto a pre-arranged helicopter to search for the Hummer that Morikawa Yu and Lao Tang were riding in from mid-air.

Once he found it, he had the pilot follow the Humvee in a helicopter, using binoculars to watch down below.

Seeing Morikawa Yu extend a hand, he suddenly had a bad feeling.

Suddenly, the helicopter jolted, then began to vibrate continuously, as if an unseen giant hand was gripping the helicopter tightly, shaking it violently.

The helicopter rotors also emitted a teeth-grinding, ear-piercing sound.

"FUCK!"

Clarence cursed, opened the passenger door, and jumped out.

The moment he jumped, the helicopter's rotor suddenly broke off, flew to one side, and the fuselage crashed down.

Morikawa Yu withdrew her hand, and the restless wind gradually subsided.

He just stirred up the wind in the air, causing the helicopter's rotor to reverse direction.

Ultimately, the rotor could not withstand the reverse force and broke at the connection with the fuselage, causing the helicopter to crash.

boom!

The helicopter crashed to the ground and exploded instantly, sending up a violent tremor, flames, and billowing black smoke.

"Awesome, boss!"

Old Tang stared at the helicopter wreckage in the rearview mirror, his face flushed.

Morikawa Yu closed the car window and nodded slightly.

Actually, he had at least five ways to deal with that helicopter, but he chose this method simply because it looked cool.

As it turns out, this method is indeed very cool.

"Perverted cat-ear fetishist owner, I understand you're basking in the joy of successfully showing off, but someone jumped out of the helicopter just now and was still alive after landing."

"Should we capture its vital signs and begin tracking?"

EVA's voice came through the phone.

Morikawa Yu turned on her phone screen and looked at EVA inside, suddenly noticing that EVA had a pair of cat ears on her head.

She looked at Morikawa Yu with a hint of disdain in her eyes, but as if she had found a way to vent her resentment, the corners of her mouth turned up.

Was it because they used the excuse of being cat-ear enthusiasts to openly call him a pervert?

Morikawa Yu raised his eyebrows.

He didn't bother to argue about it and nodded, "Hmm, let me see."

EVA: "Understood."

Half of the screen on the Hummer's center console quickly appeared, displaying the monitoring footage.

Beneath the helicopter wreckage, a figure pushed open a side panel, got up, and limped toward the street. It was Clarence, whom Old Tang had mentioned before.

This guy is still alive?

"Old Tang, drive over there."

Old Tang hesitated before nodding.

He slowed down, stopped, turned, and drove toward the helicopter wreckage behind the street.

Clarence heard the Hummer's engine, glanced back, and immediately quickened his pace, wanting to escape.

But he was clearly not as fast as the Hummer.

In the end, Lao Tang caught up with him in his car.

Morikawa Yu jumped off the car, delivered a forward slash to his side, drew Tsurumaru, reversed the blade, and with an upward slash, knocked him to the ground.

Chapter 440 The Great Battle

Clarence struggled to sit up, covering his head with both hands, and called out.

“Dear Mr. SencuanYu!”

"Please don't kill me. I'll give you all the information!"

Morikawa Yu frowned.

Old Tang also got out of the car at this time.

"Old Tang, translate for me."

Old Tang nodded immediately.

"He's saying hello to you, boss."

"I understand this sentence, please translate the second sentence for me."

"Oh, the second sentence."

Old Tang nodded: "He said, 'Please don't kill me, I'm willing to tell you all the information.'"

"Intelligence?" Morikawa Yu frowned.

"Ask him what he wants to tell me?"

Old Tang immediately looked at Clarence: "My boss asked you, what do you know?"

Clarence: "Your boss can't speak English?"

Old Tang: "Cut the crap, what do you know?"

Morikawa Yu crossed her arms and looked at Old Tang and Clarence.

Actually, Xinjue could also help him with the translation, but giving this task to Lao Tang would give Lao Tang a sense of involvement and also allow them to see if Lao Tang is reliable in his work.

Clarence looked at Morikawa Yu.

Morikawa Yu pointed at Old Tang, and Clarence immediately understood what he meant.

He hesitated for a moment, then spoke to Old Tang in a low voice.

After a while, Lao Tang walked towards Sen Chuan Yu: "Boss, he said he took a mission from the Hunter website. The employer asked him to lead a team to search this commercial area, and the police are also helping to clear out the residents."

Where are the police?

Old Tang hesitated for a moment: "They should have all escaped, right?"

"This is America after all. The police don't directly protect civilians. I bet they all ran away as soon as they saw the helicopter crash."

Morikawa Yu: "Who is his employer?"

Old Tang shook his head: "He said he didn't know. Hunter websites usually don't reveal employer information when posting missions."

"All he knew was that the employer was very rich and had arranged for six teams like his, provided them with weapons and equipment, and ordered them to search the area around Chicago with illegal hotels."

"He is in charge of this area."

Morikawa Yu frowned and looked at Clarence.

The information this guy gave was practically useless.

EVA: "Perverted cat-ear fetishist owner, I need to remind you of something."

"Although the 'Black Hawk' helicopter just now had its identification code erased, I cracked its initial code."

"It is the private property of the Morgan family."

Morikawa Yu: "What do you mean?"

EVA: "The Morgan family is a branch of a North American mixed-race family. Their family businesses encompass banking and finance as well as industrial groups including electrical appliances and railroads. They are also one of the U.S. Department of Defense's arms contractors."

"The employer behind this guy is very likely the Morgan family, a mixed-race family in North America."

North American mixed race...

Morikawa Yu frowned as he looked at the helicopter wreckage not far behind him.

North American mixed-race individuals are a group of independent mixed-race families outside of the Academy and the Secret Society.

Unlike the Institute and the Secret Society, who were hostile to dragons, they saw themselves as a new ruler beyond dragons and humans.

But they lacked the courage to fight against dragons, and instead hid behind the Academy and the Secret Society, like a pack of hyenas eyeing a lion's prey.

If it were them, it wouldn't be impossible.

"Boss!"

Old Tang suddenly shouted again.

"This guy said he has three tasks: one is to search for us, and the other two are to report our location and stall us."

"He just reported our location."

Morikawa Yu frowned and looked at Clarence.

Clarence immediately jumped up and ran backward, quickly reaching the wall of a shop on the side of the street.

"Stop right there, or I'll kill you," Morikawa Yu said calmly.

But Clarence didn't stop. He flipped over and climbed onto the wall, using the edge of the wall as a foothold to grab the second-floor balcony. He quickly climbed to the third floor, leaped, and tried to reach the rooftop on the fourth floor.

Morikawa Yu's eyes turned cold. He raised Tsurumaru and casually unleashed a gust of wind that instantly covered a distance of more than ten meters, heading straight for Clarence's back.

Clarence froze, a cloud of blood mist rose behind him, and his body was pierced by the wind.

He stretched out his hand with all his might, trying to grab the edge of the fourth floor, but the last few centimeters seemed like an insurmountable chasm, unreachable.

Morikawa Haha waved Tsurumaru lightly and sheathed the sword.

He is very patient with his friends.

But he didn't have the habit of repeating himself to his enemies.

"Let's go, Old Tang."

He patted Old Tang on the back.

Old Tang stared blankly at Clarence's fallen body, nodded, and after a while, he recovered and walked towards the Hummer parked by the roadside.

Morikawa Yu, following Old Tang, suddenly frowned.

He turned to look at the northern sky, where he could vaguely see a faint point of light.

The point of light was small and moved very fast. By the time he spotted it, it was already quite close, and the flame trailing behind it appeared exceptionally bright.

missile?

A missile?

Is this guy uploading his location so he can launch missiles?

Morikawa Yu frowned.

No, it seems there's more than one.

Behind that missile, there were four or five similar points of light, only slightly slower.

Old Tang was still walking towards the car, completely unaware of anything unusual.

In fact, only he noticed the approaching missile in the sky, and only his reaction speed and eyesight allowed him to react in time.

"Warning: Satellite surveillance has detected a high-speed object approaching..."