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Nng——!
Oof!
I- I'm okay. What's this...? It's sticky...
A Sauin candle? Real lucky these were here...
You got one stuck in your horn too.
Huh? Oh, thanks. I guess I better yank it... out——!
Don't move, candle boy.
Quiet. Take cover behind that crate.
We lost Fronzo's signal. Oughta be around here somewhere!
Penguin Logistics is here too. Tell the boss as soon as you spot the target.
You can come out.
Oh, okay...
I appreciate your help, but you really don't wanna get mixed up in this. You better go somewhere safe.
I'd love to. It's been a while since I had a trip to Lungmen. But a job's a job...
Considering how I found you, I'm guessing your deal with Penguin Logistics isn't going so well?
...you could say that.
Err, who are you, exactly? I get the feeling you're not a typical passer-by.
Calm down. Let's just say I'm not your enemy.
Whoops, they're coming back. Hide.
Mamma mia! Those Penguin bastards got Fronzo! What're we gonna do?
That Bison kid's all alone. This could be our big break.
Can we really just yoink him in the middle of downtown Lungmen?
Mr. Capone says as long as we do it nice and quiet-like, hold off on the guns and bombs, Lungmen won't make a fuss.
Nobody's gonna go looking in those filthy old alleyways, eh?
Then we'll be the backup, you find the kid. Capiche?
Well, we can't stay here. Let's get going.
Let's see... over there. Let's say hello.
Ya find Bison yet, baws?
I'm wearin' shades, not binoculars. Gimme some space!
Aight... I see 'im. Waving at me.
Well let's go get him, then come back and ask this guy what they're up to.
Mmmf—— Mmmh——
Nah.
Looks like our lucky little Bison had a smooth landing. He can get hisself back here.
Um... he took a forty-foot drop onto a smooth landin'? How's that?
And the bad guys are kinda hunting for him. You sure we shouldn't go get him?
She's got him.
...She's back?
Exusiai, stay focused.
There they are! We gotta spring Fronzo!
Sigh. There's just no end to you people.
I think we lost them.
So what's Texas and the girls gotten themselves into this time? Who are they fighting now?
Can I really trust you?
I guess I better introduce myself. I'm Mostima. A Messenger for Penguin Logistics.
I think that makes me your colleague, for now. I usually work alone though.
...Mostima. I've heard that name from my father before.
(Not to mention a Sankta with black horns... the rumors were true. Better not ask about them though...)
Oh...? Good things I hope?
Erm... how should I say...? Just baseless rumors...
And after you saved me like that, I have no reason to doubt you. Sorry.
Don't worry about it. You got nothing to apologize for.
Thanks... Now we should share our intelligence... although I'm still pretty confused.
Basically, Penguin Logistics is in some kind of conflict with an arm of the Siracusan mafia.
Right. Got it.
Huh? You got it already?
I don't need any more. You need to stop thinking so much. Trust your instincts. That's the Penguin Logistics way.
Oh. So the trick is to just stop thinking, huh...?
They're a very special bunch. Common sense doesn't really work here.
...What about you, Mostima?
Are you always this direct with people?
I- I think so.
We need to get moving.
Follow me.
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Eyo, you found the target yet?
There's too many people. Hey, I'm walkin' here!
C'mon, let's check somewhere else.
...I don't think they saw us.
Just keep going like this, and we'll figure out a way to meet back up with the others.
Right.
Hm.
Wh- what is it?
If we keep going like this, we'll end up...
G- getting caught by the mob?!
So that's where it was. It's been so many years since I've been back to Lungmen. All the signs are different.
Right... are you hungry? I'm trying to decide between matcha and chocolate.
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