Chapter 7: Stealing the Show

"Phew!" "Phew!"

At the critical moment, Naomi Nankong took out a round mirror half the size of a palm out of nowhere, quickly probed the position of the four gun-wielding men in the left corner, and then only poked the pistol and fired two shots in a row.

Then there was a muffled snort, and three or four noisy and hurried foreign language conversations, but it was a gun-wielding thug who was shot in the arm, although he held back his breath and kept quiet, but the bullet hit the arm bone of the gun-wielding hand, obviously losing his combat effectiveness.

"Crack!" "Crack!" "Crack!"

Then the gunshots rang out, and the three gunmen covered the wounded companion and left.

"Run!"

Naomi Nankong naturally knew the current situation, not thinking about why her first consciousness would think that the man next to her was a good person, but seeing that this person was still leisurely throwing three tennis balls with one hand, she had to urge the other party to run quickly.

In fact, Naomi Nankong couldn't help but feel a headache in her heart, knowing that even if she didn't touch anyone around the corner, she couldn't run out of the alley before the bullets ran out, and she might be able to fight back desperately and give the remaining three people some trouble.

"Why don't you run...... Can't run away! ”

Naomi Nankong was so angry that she couldn't cry or laugh, knowing that she was running out of bullets, so she carefully poked the mirror around the corner again, trying to see how many people were in the left corner, and then aimed and shot.

"First time we met, I'm Tang Zheyi, please take care of me!"

The puppet clone looked down slightly at the black long straight in front of him and said hello.

"I ......"

"Bang!"

Naomi Nankong carefully poked the mirror in her left hand over the left corner, just halfway through the mirror, and almost went crazy when she heard the words of the man behind her, and the mirror in her hand was only halfway into it and was instantly hit and shattered into slag.

"Actually, my tennis throwing skills are very good!"

Tang Zhe knew that in two seconds, the agent would run from the alley behind him, so he controlled the puppet clone and said to Naomi Nankong.

Then.

Suddenly, three fist-sized phantoms flashed in front of Nankong Naomi's eyes, and they flashed away.

"Whew!" "Whew!" "Whew!"

Naomi Nankong only heard three sounds in no particular order, and then the guy next to him, who called himself Tang Zheyi, the three tennis balls that he was originally throwing up and down on his right hand were gone.

Naturally, she can't see the puppet doppelganger throwing a tennis ball, after all

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

Then, around the corner, the three gunmen had fallen to the ground and fell unconscious.

"This ...... How so? ”

Naomi Naomi's intuition told her that the three assailants might have lost their ability to resist, so she took out a pair of sunglasses from her arms and probed around the corner, and sure enough, she found the three gunmen lying on the ground with no signs of moving.

After a check with sunglasses.

Naomi didn't care about saying anything to Tang Zheyi, so she turned around decisively, ran to the left corner, and maintained a vigilant posture at all times, so that she could stop the three murderers at any time.

After a burst of aroma wafted away.

"Rare, real girl!"

The puppet clone naturally saw something with his keen eye, smelling the faint fragrance left by the graceful figure, Tang Zhe, who was far away in the time and space of the Journey to the West TV series, also felt the aroma at the same time, and felt uncontrollable for a while.

Naturally, the puppet clone also has a lot more hormones in its body, and it can't help but take out the two baseballs in its pocket and throw them up and down alternately, and the cycle repeats.

Then.

I saw a tall man put his hand in his arms and put a pistol in his arms, approached the entrance of the alley vigilantly, and after careful investigation, he took the gun and shouted in a foreign language: "Don't move, raise your hands, and lie on the wall!" ”

"Hah!"

But seeing that the puppet clone under Tang Zhe's control snorted, he ignored it, continued to throw the baseball, took a few steps and turned left directly, and walked towards the black and straight beauty Nankong Naomi.

"Stop, move, I'm shooting!"

The tall man Repemba held the gun in both hands, his hands were outstretched, he was behind him, he ran forward almost against the root of the alley wall, and after running all the way to no avail, he shot directly at the legs of the man who was about to disappear around the corner in his field of vision.

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out.

Meanwhile.

The two baseballs that the puppet clone had thrown in his right hand also broke through the air, one of the fast-spinning baseballs directly bounced bullets off each other, and the other baseball knocked Repemba unconscious and pressed the pistol to the ground.

The two baseballs bounced alternately on the walls on either side of the alley, returning to the puppet's hand.

"What a robber!"

Tang Zhe controlled the puppet clone, and he was originally going to ignore the shouts behind him, and was about to go straight to the south sky Naomei, but he never thought that Repemba would shoot directly, so he naturally fought back.

"I thought I could do whatever I wanted if I was an FBI agent, huh!"

Tang Zhe controls the puppet clone to throw and catch the baseball, bouncing back and forth on the wall from time to time, making a thumping sound.

"The sound of a baseball hitting the wall? Gunshots? ”

Naomi Minami was still calling her superiors to ask for support before hearing the sound of gunshots, and when she heard the gunshots, she was extremely vigilant and quickly evaded.

When she saw that it was the sound made by the man she had encountered earlier, she was puzzled, and the sound of the baseball hitting the wall was the same as the sound of gunshots, making it difficult for her, who has tens of thousands of shooting experience, to distinguish it.

Tang Zhe controlled the puppet clone to step forward, tossed two baseballs with his right hand, and then walked to the three tennis balls one after another, picked up the tennis balls he bought before, stuffed two into his pocket, and brought one tennis ball into his right hand that was thrown up and down, and then turned to look at Naomi Nankong.

"Thank you! Tang Zheyi"

Naomi stood up and bowed respectfully in thanks.

"You're welcome! May I ask your name? ”

Tang Zhe naturally knew that she was Nankong Naomi, but he just called out her name directly without asking, not saying whether it would cause a misunderstanding, and it would become unreasonable in theory and in practice.

"Naomi Nankong, I can ask you to go back to the bureau to assist in the investigation, it's just a simple confession!" Naomi Nankong said her Japanese name and English name in great detail, so she found that Tang Zheyi in front of her was actually proficient in English and Japanese.

"Good name! But if you don't go to the Investigation Bureau, you will ......"

Tang Zhe controlled the puppet clone and was about to refuse, but after thinking about it, he said, "Do you have to go?" If you help me record a confession, I can go and see it! ”

"Well, you don't have to take a confession!"

Naomi Nankong couldn't notice anything, for her, who had arrested criminals under the command of L, the person named Tang Zheyi in front of her gave her a feeling very similar to L, but she didn't know L's real name.

Yes, when Naomi Nankong heard the name Tang Zheyi just now, a woman's intuition told her that maybe this is not her real name.

Then Tang Zhe also exerted a force, tying the three unconscious gunmen on the ground behind him with their respective belts.

Subsequently.

Tang Zhe naturally controlled the puppet clone to chat with Naomi Nankong, and in just a few words, he was like a friend who had known each other for many years, even if the puppet clone did not use the psychic mutant superpower, he could know a lot of things from her micro-expressions.

But it turned out that Naomi Nankong had a trouble, and a detective colleague accidentally said that she looked like his dead girlfriend, and from other black and white agent colleagues, I learned that there was indeed a dead female colleague who looked like her before, and I don't know if the dead female colleague had a boyfriend.

Not much.

"Uh, this girl is so old-fashioned!"

Tang Zhe was like listening to an old elder's old and old-fashioned story, and he couldn't help but complain maliciously and be a little curious.

In fact, at this time, Naomi Nankong was even more strange in her heart, for a person who had just known him for less than half an hour, she was so heartfelt, as if she had been friends for many years, and she couldn't help but have a great affection and trust for him.

Even if the occasion is not right, I want to talk about the troubles in my heart, and all kinds of feelings are very inexplicable.

However, she didn't know, and even Tang Zhe at this time didn't know why this situation was happening.

The next moment.

Tang Zhe came to his senses, and even the puppet clone with the pseudonym Tang Zheyi under his control also showed a sudden expression.

"I see!" (To be continued.) )