Kurosawa Silver doesn't really like to fight. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

His personality tends to be calm, to be precise, the kind of mentality that has nothing to do with himself, and when he encounters some big things that are considered by others to be a worry about his life, he is probably also cold and indifferent.

It's the same this time.

Being held hostage or something, it didn't matter to him at all, even if the other party pointed a gun at his head, he felt fearless.

Life in the United States is much more dangerous than here, and it is possible to drop bombs from the sky just walking on the road, let alone being kidnapped and taken hostage or something.

For these things that normal people are afraid of, he feels full of interest, standing there indifferent, maybe he feels that everything is nothing, or maybe he also wants to take a video of being kidnapped to liberation and post it on the Internet as a souvenir to make money.

He is a journalist, just to use public opinion to make money, and it is not bad to be a victim occasionally.

However, wouldn't it be nice to obediently blackmail him, take him away from the scene, let him finish shooting the video, and finally deal with him?

What are you talking about, a mouthful of mongrels, and even called five times? You are a mongrel, your whole family is a mongrel!

In his life, he hates to be called by this term, because some memories of the past that he can't bear to look at directly are generated from this.

It's okay to scold him, but scold him with his family background, this is looking for death, after scolding him, he still wants to spend one of his arms, followed by an important part of the upper body, so this guy is not looking for death but wants to live rather than die.

The muzzle velocity of the Type 77 7.62mm pistol is 318 meters per second.

It is impossible for the bullet to beat around the bush, as long as it captures its trajectory in a straight line and concentrates the explosive power of human beings in a moment, it is easy to dodge this bullet unscathed. Three bullets, although the difficulty increases, but for Kurosawa Gin, it is still a piece of cake.

However, he was not interested in dodging bullets.

Wouldn't it be nice to get in the way if you really don't know how to bump into it, and simply solve it on the spot?

Watching the brilliant light with cold eyes, Kurosawa Silver raised his arm unhurriedly, turned his palm, and three round chocolate balls appeared between his fingers, his wrist flipped and forced, and without saying a word, he sideways his arm, and three streamers collided with him in the fastest and most powerful way from between his fingers.

Pong!Pong!Pong!

The chocolate ball hit the bullet with incredible precision, and because of the vibration, the mechanism set in the core was triggered, and it exploded with a bang.

The white smoke was fleeting in mid-air like fireworks, mixed with the smell of gunsmoke.

Takakura Kahiko's face changed slightly, and he reached out to replace the magazine, but he didn't expect that Kurosawa Silver was on the verge of his eyes in the next second, the black object slipped down the sleeve and fell into the palm of his hand, the quaint fountain pen had no cap, and the silver art knife was shining in the sun.

I saw a burst of white light passing by, and Takakura Kahiko suddenly felt a light in his hand, and the magazine fell to the ground with a snap and shattered, and the palm-sized pistol was broken in half, and all the tiles were there, as if it was raining, and the black parts crackled and fell, making a sound like sprinkling beans.

Actually, it was cut off with the tip of a pen, and the pistol was cut off with a pen...... Is this a monster in the!

Takakura Kahiko felt 10,000 grass and mud horses running across the grassland with smoke and dust in the sky, and looked at Kurosawa Silver stupidly unable to help himself.

Of course, Kurosawa Silver would not let go of this excellent opportunity, kicked away the parts that were in the way under his feet, reached out and grabbed Takakura Kazuhiko's neck, and slammed his head against the telephone pole, pressing him to breathe, his face turned blue, his hands and feet were cold, and his limbs fluttered wildly, as if he was drowning.

Everyone present, including Conan and Heiji, were stunned by this divine turn.

A second ago, Kahiko Takakura held a gun and pressed it against Kurosawa's temple, and Takakura Kahiko threatened Kurosawa's life.

In the next second, Kurosawa Silver pinched his neck and pressed Takakura Kahiko against the telephone pole, Kurosawa Silver threatened Takakura's life.

This guy is plugging up, right?

At the same time, everyone present coincidentally had the same idea, and secretly felt a cold wind.

But it was Hattori Heiji and Conan who first noticed that Takakura's breathing was getting weaker and weaker, and there was a possibility of suffocation, so they glanced at each other, and rushed forward regardless of it, trying to drag Kurosawa Silver away.

Unexpectedly, they originally thought that Kurosawa Silver could hold the person's neck with one hand and lift him up on the telephone pole, and the strength should be very strong, but when they took it personally, they found that this guy was still a weak young man.

With just a slight pull, Kurosawa Silver involuntarily took a few steps back, and his hand naturally and unconsciously let go.

Kahiko Takakura slipped off the telephone pole and got a chance to breathe fresh air, his face flushed, and he crawled to his knees panting, even when the police rushed up to restrain him and handcuff him.

"Kurosawa, are you very good, have you practiced karate, or aikido, or kendo?" Hattori Heiji looked curiously at Kurosawa Gin, who had been standing expressionless in place since just now, patting the dust on his trouser leg as if nothing had happened, and the curiosity in his heart grew irrepressibly.

This guy who traveled from Tokyo to Osaka with Kudo Shinichi is very mysterious.

Not only does his real appearance look much younger than his real age, but he also has strong reasoning skills, is good at medical skills, and is even so powerful in hand-to-hand combat, especially the chocolate ball he just threw collided with a bullet so finely to cause an explosion, and he can also use the tip of a pen to cut off the pistol.

Especially when the last scene happens, even Hattori Heiji thinks Kurosawa Silver is too special.

How much knowledge of the gun and how fast can you swing the tip of the pen to get to this point?

Hattori Heiji remembered what Conan said that Kurosawa was once mistaken for a member of the Black Organization, and he was originally wondering how a harmless guy like Kurosawa Silver could be mistaken for a dangerous person, but now it seems that this guy just wants to be a dangerous person!

This also made him more and more curious about the origin of Kurosawa Silver, and he wanted to get to the bottom of it.

However, now Kurosawa Silver ignored his words as his left ear in and out of his right ear, and when he squinted at Hattori Heiji, who was about to emit wolf light, he couldn't help but snort lightly and asked rhetorically: "What would you do if someone scolded you for being a mongrel?"

"Hey?" Hattori Heiji was slightly stunned at first, and then replied without thinking, "Of course I beat him, it's not right to scold!"

Sure enough, most people think the same way as him.

For this kind of guy who speaks wildly, he should be plugged with his fists.

It's a pity that his fist is not strong enough, and he was only able to use his skill to cause that kind of result just now.

For a person like him, if he really wants to go all out, it is best to use a bomb as a fist.

Kurosawa Gin's eyes flickered slightly, and he didn't know what he thought, and shifted his gaze to Conan's body again: "You say, if two people physically attack each other but don't see blood, is it considered a crime?"

"Not really. Conan didn't expect Kurosawa Silver to suddenly ask such a question, so he instinctively responded on the spot, "If this kind of small injury is considered a crime, then the police can't run around every day, as long as it doesn't cause obvious external injuries." ”

In this way, if he does something, it is equivalent to a fight between children. (To be continued.) )