Chapter 185 Separate Actions

In the pitch-black night, a small cluster of light rose from the ground.

It galloped and danced in the deep night, adding a tiny touch of light to the night sky.

But this light not only did not bring warmth to people, but instead made everyone on the helicopter feel cold.

Of course, this missile alone is not enough to scare these soldiers who have gone through so many hardships and dangers.

What they fear is the greater crisis lurking behind this danger:

"how so?"

"The enemy can even prepare portable surface-to-air missiles in advance. Doesn't this mean..."

Bucciarati methodically put on his parachute backpack and said sternly:

"Diabolo knew from the beginning that we were going to take a helicopter, and even knew from the beginning where we would stay in Rome—"

"He's been monitoring us the whole time!"

"That's right."

Li Qing's face didn't look good either.

He tried his best to speed up the helicopter and fly it far away, trying to buy more time for his companions to prepare for parachuting before the missiles hit:

"The situation is already very clear: either there is a problem with Thomas, or Diablo has another intelligence channel..."

"What is certain now is that he does know our whereabouts."

"We have been in Rome for such a long time, and this attack happened at the critical moment when we agreed with the mysterious man to meet at the meeting place and were preparing to set out for the meeting."

Li Qing suddenly had a very bad premonition:

"I originally thought that the mysterious man might be a trap, but now it seems that it is not—"

"If this was really a trap set by Diablo , he would definitely wait until we arrived at the Colosseum and fell into the trap before taking action."

"And now..."

"I'm afraid we're not the only ones in danger now."

"You mean... everything that mysterious man said is true."

"And the one Diablo is really targeting now is actually the mysterious man waiting in the Colosseum?"

"That's why he waited until now to take action - he wanted to find out the exact location of the mysterious man in Rome by monitoring us!"

Bucciarati had already put on his parachute backpack and opened the hatch.

The night wind howled from the sky outside the cabin, causing everyone in the cabin who were facing the crisis to feel a chill.

Since Diavolo can monitor their movements, he must also know the purpose of their trip to Rome.

And now they are under attack...

If Diablo took the opportunity to find the mysterious man before them and took the so-called power that could reverse the situation from him, the consequences would naturally be disastrous.

"We must get to the Colosseum as soon as possible..."

"We must meet that mysterious man before Diablo arrives!"

Bucciarati said so decisively.

He has realized that he has been drawn into a race that will determine the fate of countless people.

"Everyone…"

"Every minute and every second is precious now, we must seize it."

Bucciarati looked at the endless night sky outside the cabin, and the buildings below that looked small and dense in the sky:

"After we parachute down, we will definitely spread out on the ground."

"When the time comes, everyone should try to reunite, but if you can't find any companions nearby for the time being, then there's no need to look for them."

Skydiving is a technical job.

Except for Li Qing who had an experience of "skydiving without a parachute", most of the rest of the team had never even been on a plane.

Jumping down so hastily, they would never land in the same place.

The strong winds in the sky that night might very likely blow them to different locations hundreds of meters or even kilometers apart.

"We'll take the Colosseum as our destination."

"After landing, everyone will move directly towards the Colosseum and try to meet up on the road or at the finish line."

"In short... we must hurry and not let Diablo find the target before us."

Bucciarati made such a bold decision.

"Okay...see you at the Colosseum then."

The missile was getting closer.

The faint fire gradually became brighter, allowing people to clearly feel the approaching breath of death.

Without too much time to think, his companions nodded and agreed to this dangerous tactic which meant that they had to fight on their own.

"Well, everyone..."

"Be careful!"

As he said that, Bucciarati jumped out of the cabin first and leaped down from a high altitude.

soon…

White umbrella-shaped flowers bloomed in the night sky.

They were hidden in the deep darkness, dancing over the city with the night wind.

At the same time as these umbrella flowers bloomed, a dull bang exploded in the sky.

The roar was caused by a sudden explosion of fire and the subsequent storm of flames, oil and metal fragments that splashed in all directions.

"boss."

Diavolo drove on the busy streets of Rome at night.

When he was driving three times faster than the speed limit and ran through an unknown number of red lights, he received a call from his subordinates:

"The helicopter has been blown up."

"But everyone on the plane seemed to be fine. They all parachuted into the city."

"Everything is alright?"

Diablo was a little unhappy with this result.

But he didn't expect to be able to defeat the enemy with just this little trick at the beginning.

Such means are enough to delay the process, and all he needs now is a little time that will allow him to reach the finish line first.

"Find them."

"Keep them all here at all costs!"

Diablo said through gritted teeth.

"clear!"

The loyal subordinate on the other end of the phone responded without hesitation.

He and his companions had no idea at this moment that they were just cannon fodder thrown out by Diablo to buy time.

Amidst a wave of loyal responses, Diablo's last subordinate hung up the phone with Diablo's final orders.

"very good…"

"This time, I must win!"

Diablo's expression remained calm and composed, but his heart was in turmoil, and he stepped on the accelerator more and more.

He knew that he had taken an absolute lead in this race:

Li Qing's helicopter had been blown up, and even if he hadn't died, his progress had been greatly slowed down.

By the time these guys get rid of those cannon fodders and find transportation to set off again, they probably won't be able to catch up with me who has already run away for a long time.

He would definitely get to the Colosseum before everyone else.

Then, he will make up for his past "shortcomings" under Polnareff's horrified gaze, and obtain the so-called power to "change the world" from this mortal enemy.

"Ha ha ha ha…"

"I am still the emperor, Diablo - this has never changed!"

Diablo felt that he had grasped the victory that was within reach.

The accelerator was pressed harder and harder, and the car was going so fast that Diablo, who was not wearing a seat belt, almost fell off his seat.

He couldn't wait to meet Polnareff and get the championship trophy of this racing competition:

"No one can stop me now..."

"Destiny is still on my side!"

He was thinking...

The troublemaker suddenly appeared:

“Drip~Woo~Drip~Woo~Drip~Woo~”

A shrill sound of sirens rang out from all directions.

Unknowingly, Diablo, who was speeding on the road to success, was surrounded by several police cars with flashing red and blue lights: