The mercenary in the lead nodded, and even raised an eyebrow with a strong sense of Western humor, "Yes, whether at home or at the workplace, there will always be inexplicable tasks falling on our heads. What's that saying? It's just the master's mission, we understand."
"Oh~ brother, making such a joke to a police officer is not a very interesting thing."
The inspector gently shook his head. If this were in a certain "free country," a person who made such a joke would probably have already been pressed to the ground and then shot three times. It was also thanks to their country having a knightly spirit that they would still be a little restrained.
A member looked around. It seemed that because they had been stopped for inspection, the other police cars had also begun to disperse to check other vehicles. This was the best time to make a move. It was just a matter of hitting a visual blind spot.
And after a few mercenaries exchanged a look, they directly raised their hands and struck the back of this road inspector's neck hard. The inspector's laughing voice came to an abrupt halt. His unconscious body was then directly dragged onto the SUV by these mercenaries.
Although this police officer was good-looking, if he were captured on a battlefield, he would definitely be thoroughly "enjoyed" by female warriors or even male warriors. But now they were still in the process of a mission, and a mission that concerned their lives. They had to leave this dangerous area as soon as possible. Otherwise, once discovered, those orthodox magi would only be ruthless to them.
You must know, those orthodox magi had a lot of opinions about ordinary people like them who had come into contact with the path of magecraft in a half-baked way. In the eyes of those magi, their existence was simply a defilement of the holy temple of magic.
The only female mercenary in the team gently shook her head, pursed her lips, and sighed, "What a pity." Then, they nonchalantly started the vehicle as if they had finished their inspection. Only the female mercenary stealthily stepped on this inspector's body with her foot, as if she were caressing him with her hand.
There was always a feeling of a cooked duck flying away. Once they drove to a safe area, this inspector would be useless. He would either be directly killed by them or casually thrown by the roadside. In any case, it wouldn't be her turn to have a good "taste."
After pretending to drive normally for a distance, the mercenaries' vehicle began to rapidly accelerate. After all, with one person missing, it might not be noticed for a while. But as long as someone looked for this person, they would immediately discover that he was missing. At that time, they wouldn't be able to leave even if they wanted to.
This vehicle had also been modified. With the accelerator stomped, the entire car quickly pulled away from the people behind it. It finally drove into a suburban street with few people. The mercenary in the lead took out a cigarette from his pocket, then gently exhaled a puff of smoke. His entire body also relaxed a little.
"Go and dump that cop by the roadside. We just need to follow the employer's plan, go to the seaside from here, go out to sea, go to the designated boat, and then put the box in our hands into the safe in a certain room on the boat. With that, the mission is complete. And the bank card inside the safe is the other half of our payment."
The female mercenary grabbed the cop by the back of his collar and threw him out. Throwing a person out at such a high speed would definitely cause serious injuries, and might even directly take this person's life. But these mercenaries didn't care.
Just as this police officer was thrown out, a purple figure quickly ran past. She then firmly caught this police officer, cushioned his fall, and put him on the ground. She then directly charged at those mercenaries who had not noticed what was happening behind them.
Matou Sakura flicked the whip in her hand. Her cheap brother was directly put to one side. She then looked at a button on the whip. The entire whip, like a chain sword, was quickly swung at the moving SUV. It easily took out one of the SUV's wheels, and at the same time, also damaged a part of the vehicle's body.
The fast-moving vehicle immediately had a problem after losing a rear wheel. The vehicle began to sway left and right rapidly. The damaged area and the ground continuously scraped against each other, creating one after another of sparks. Then, the entire car quickly shot up and to the side of the road. The mercenaries in the car quickly activated the protection on their bodies with magical energy, and at the same time, tightly grasped the reinforced frame of the car around them.
More or less, they were also mercenaries. This SUV was, of course, reinforced. At the very least, the frame on their car would absolutely not be so easily destroyed in a car crash. Therefore, as long as they held onto the handles in the frame, they were, more or less, still safe.
Looking at the tumbling vehicle, Matou Sakura did not hesitate. She directly rushed in front of the vehicle and stood steadily. The ribbons that had turned into wings also returned to their original form. The whip was retracted to her waist. The young girl stood steadily on the street. The mask, composed of five cherry blossom petals, flickered with a bright pink light under the reflection of the dusk.
The mercenaries in the car quickly climbed out after the car had stabilized. At the same time, they raised the weapons in their hands. Not only that, but they also questioned who the young girl before them was.
Under the dusk, on a street with no people and no cars, the Kamen Rider, wearing special equipment and a cherry blossom mask on her face, slowly raised her hand. There was no need to answer the words of these mercenaries. The young girl merely grasped the ribbons on her body. The ribbons, made of special materials, looked thin and light, but could undergo all sorts of transformations, mainly because of the gemstones inlaid on them.
They looked like gemstones, but they were actually also some metal creations. After all, Aslan was a great blacksmith. Such a technology could, of course, still be developed. In fact, he had already developed it as early as 1500 years ago. It was just that for him, it was completely useless. Now that Matou Sakura was using it, it could be considered not a waste.
"#*ck! How did a Kamen Rider actually appear in this world?"
The leader of the mercenaries directly took out his firearm, and after reinforcing it, he still strafed ahead. Matou Sakura just activated the other functions on her ribbons. The entire ribbon, as if being pulled outwards and unfurled, directly transformed into a pale pink, gauze-like existence, emitting a faint light that enveloped her entire body in the very center.
It looked thin and light, but it blocked all the bullets outside the barrier.
Then, her hands swung open to both sides, like spreading wings. The ribbons whipped out to the surroundings like whips. The protective barrier instantly transformed into a sharp blade, cutting horizontally at the mercenaries. If these mercenaries' reactions hadn't been fast enough, they would probably have been cut in two at the waist.