Nishio Nanase was like a zombie, lying in front of the shattered window, howling to drag Shirakawa out of his seat for a verdict.

However, Shirakawa reacted quickly in the sixteenth night, and the moment the other party pounced, there was no one for a long time, and one rolled down from his seat.

Nishio Nanase made rapid progress all the way, and even the Lexus SUV on the side was implicated, and the body was poked out of a large crater by him, the fuel tank exploded, and the oil leaked out of the ground.

His own luxury car, which cost tens of millions of dollars, was smashed by him like this. Don't even look at it.

Shirakawa recognized that he was serious!

This guy has become a vicious thug.

"I must defeat Shirakawa! It's to pay for the humiliation, but also for my own survival! ”

Nishio Nanase roared to himself and cheered himself up.

He doesn't care about anything, he doesn't hear anything.

There is only one thought in my mind.

Kill Shirakawa!

Metal screeching sound......

Roaring roar......

The sound of sticks thumping ......

Behind Shirakawa converges into a symphony of killing.

Follow along.

In the blink of an eye, Shirakawa Sixteen Nights had already taken a few steps back, and was forced into the narrow space at the very end, with no room for tossing and turning.

Breathe deeply.

He clenched Tieqing's knuckles.

Today, I could die—

Or, kill him and go to jail yourself.

For a moment, such a thought crossed my mind.

But then, it quickly escaped in my heart.

He stood at the entrance of Shura, and then the stone steps behind him were cut off again, breaking into the abyss.

Already...... There is no turning back.

There is a way to defeat him, and all means are not enough.

What is a battle to the death, until death rests!

If you die, you have to make your opponent pay!

"Ho-"

Nanase Nishio swung his bat high in front of him.

Although his whole body was exposed in front of Shirakawa, he was unable to attack.

Because there, it's all metal armor.

And at the same time, Nishio Nanase's slash, he couldn't avoid it.

Shirakawa raised his left arm and went to fight the baseball bat—

A Blow!

'Click. ’

Shirakawa distinctly heard the sound of bones cracking under his flesh.

His left forearm was directly broken!

The forearm, which should have been straight, was at a 120-degree bow angle at that moment, which was particularly hideous.

It hurts!

It hurts!

It hurt him, and at that moment his consciousness was in a trance, and his soul seemed to be out of his shell!

"Roar!!

Shirakawa roared out with all his liver and gall.

So this pain, let him pay it back!

In an instant, with his left hand catching the baseball bat and his right hand blocking Nishio Nanase's hard fist, Shirakawa Sixteen Night took the opportunity to get close and stood at a distance from Nishio Nanase face to face.

Nishio Nanase was covered like a shell, smelly and hard, and he couldn't find a breakthrough at all.

If you want to talk about weaknesses

If there are any remaining weaknesses.

Shirakawa looked terrible!

There is only one place left!

Seeing that the move was successful, Nishio Nanase finally breathed his breath and laughed fiercely:

"What if you approach me? You ......"

In the middle of speaking, the voice stopped abruptly.

There was a continuous stream of blood that slipped from Nishio Nanase's neck.

Like a small knot of red rope, it is led to the ground.

'Da, da'.

Falling on the concrete floor, it is bright and thorough.

Nanase Nishio dilated her pupils in disbelief.

Shirakawa withdrew his hand.

—On his right hand, which he had just reached for Nishio Nanase's neck, he was holding a sharp shard of glass between his fingers.

Cross-cutting, dissecting.

The wound with the cap.

It was reflected in his neck with great clarity.

Defeat the enemy with one move!

That's right, if there's any weakness left in Nishio Nanase, it's the finger-width gap between the helmet and the neckline of the metal jacket.

At this size, it is impossible for a baseball to pass, so there is no need to lock up.

But for Shirakawa, it left him with a fatal chance to win.

Without any fancy, a sudden blow slashed open the right side of his neck.

......

All the noise fell silent, and the rustling wind spread through the sand and dust at the point of the warehouse.

Bai Chuan looked at this scene, and suddenly felt a little trance and doubt-

Once he fails to achieve this blow, his arm is broken, and he will lose his combat effectiveness next, and he will face a certain death.

If the deviation is a little bit, if the hand is a little soft, if Nishio Nanase notices his movements, if he can't hold back and not fall down while in severe pain......

In hindsight, there were many terrifying and unsettling factors that were enough to make him feel palpitations......

He's saying, if.

At that time, how could I dare to bet all my guts on this glimmer of life?

The ideas of the past are no longer fathomable.

But then, so what.

The curtain has been set, and the winner has been decided.

If he recalls the touch at the time, he was curious. What is the brink of death like.

But at the moment of real arrival, the bottom of my heart is empty and open.

He now knows the answer.

If you are afraid of death, then it is better not to think about it.

......

Shirakawa stepped back and let go of his palm.

His palms were also too tense and strained because of the glass shards he had just held tightly, so that the wound that had just healed opened again.

But he didn't care, wiped the sweat on his face with his bright red palm, and lifted the bangs that blocked his forehead. showed a murderous look and the contempt of the king in his eyes.

It's like, Purgatory Shura.

"You've lost."

......

Nanase Nishio, who was standing in place, had the corners of his lips trembling and couldn't speak.

The intense pain had already made him unable to hold the baseball bat, let alone swing it again.

At this time, I envied Shirakawa's will for sixteen nights.

Besides, blood was gushing from his neck, and he didn't have anything to stop the bleeding in a baseball uniform. Once he exercised more vigorously, he would only trigger himself to bleed profusely in advance and immediately fall to the ground.

"You still have a chance." Shirakawa said calmly to Nanase Nishio. "Call the police. If you don't want to lose too much blood, ask the firefighters to pry it open so you might still have time to treat it. But when you get out, your sins will be heavier than mine. Are you the armed man, or the murderer who killed Megumi Inoue, and I'm just forced to fight back. ”

"Call the police? No, I'm going to jail? Hehe? ”

"Hehe, I'm going to jail? Shut up in that trumpet? No one can help me, I have a lot of money, how can I go to that kind of place? ”

"No, no, it's impossible, I'm not going to fall into that situation......"

Nishio Nanase's consciousness has begun to go crazy.

Standing in the back of the car, in a trance, he caught a glimpse of gasoline leaking from under his feet.

"Gasoline? Fire? That's right! ”

"There it is! Yes, I have a way to get rid of you! ”

Nanase Nishio suddenly screamed excitedly, like a child discovering a new toy.

He pulled out the metal lighter in the trunk.

"Shirakawa Sixteen Nights, you are dead! As soon as I light the gasoline, the flames on the ground will burn you, and my shoes are made of metal, and I will hold out until the fire starts! ”

"If I burn you to death in the fire, the police won't be able to convict me personally, right? The fire can be ignited unintentionally, or it can be blamed by someone, not to mention that you can say whatever I want after you die. ”

He shouted and danced as he aimed the fire hole at the ground.

The scorching red flames and the pale yellow gasoline, like the keys to hell, coincide with each other.

Shirakawa Sixteen Night looked at him like an idiot.

"Are you sure?"

Upon contact with the gasoline, the flames rose.

Gasoline can be lit by a lighter, not as a combustion medium, but due to the low boiling point.

And then - and then Nishio Nanase was miserable.

The temperature of a gasoline flame of several hundred degrees penetrates metal appliances with good thermal conductivity. Although it can stop burning, it can't stop its heat, and the feeling is no less than boiling water to burn your throat!

"Ahhh!!hhh

Nishio Nanase had white smoke in his throat, and let out a heart-rending hoarse and dry sound, and he was in pain.

But he was surrounded by gasoline in the corner, and his legs and feet were burned first, and he couldn't move at all.

The heat and heat waves penetrated his entire body and penetrated into his every pore.

He will die not from burning, but from burns and suffocation.

This feeling is like a crab being stuffed in a steamer, roasted raw.

A death that is 10,000 times more painful than any straightforward death!

Shirakawa sighed coldly, picked up the car keys that had fallen on the ground earlier, and walked towards the Lexus cab.

"Wait, Shirakawa, save me!"

Behind him came the shouts of Nishio Nanase.

At the last moment, he still felt scared.

"No, help me! Shirakawa! ”

"Help me! I listen to you for everything! ”

"I'll give you everything, all the money for you."

"Help me!"

Shirakawa stopped and turned his head.

- a middle finger in front of his eyes.

"Die, bastard. I thought you were dead. ”

'Da, da. ’

Seeing that the last savior has also gone away, Nishio Nanase is disillusioned. Bow your head.

Suddenly, a hazy figure appeared in front of him. Nishio Nanase Kazuki raised his head.

"Well...... Megumi Inoue? ”

In an instant, his face turned pale.

"You, how did you end up here. No, what are you here for? ”

Megumi Inoue jerked close to his face, then lifted the jet-black hair that covered his face, revealing a scarlet and terrifying face.

"Ahh

Before his death, he saw a lot of people.

He saw all the people who had ever been miserable to him.

In the flames, they lined up in a long line, and one by one they walked in front of them, waiting to see him.

He finally made it to the end of the line.

Here, however, is the scorching purgatory, where hot chains await you.

Nishio Nanase's screams were endless.

......

'Boom! ’

'Boom! ’

'Boom! ’

Tie rod, throttle, backwards, sprints.

In the cab, Shirakawa operated the half-worn Lexus with one hand, hitting the garage shutter again and again.

He used the cooperation of his teeth and his right hand to make a frame around his neck with the torn shirt, and tied his broken left arm to fix it without saying a word.

The airbag on the steering wheel allows him to protect the face door in the event of a high-speed collision.

But even so, the violent shaking of the bones still shook him to pain.

Shirakawa Sixteen Nights is supported by roots and will! Don't let yourself faint! Once you faint here, it's over.

Flames had already followed the rear of the car, grilling half of the car.

Finally, after not knowing if it was the seventh or the eighth, the garage door was slammed open!

"Shirakawa!"

He heard the exclamations of the members of the Sakura Club on both sides of the road.

Lexus rushed out of the basement under the strong shock of everyone, wrapped in a stream of fire!

Almost everyone present was dumbfounded, who would have thought that Shirakawa would return in such a way that the half-burning off-road sports car was speeding with flames and the garage door that crashed into it flew out. It seems to be a shot that only exists in the special effects of a movie, but now it is so vivid and strong that the picture is slamming in front of you.

"Group group group, group leader?"

Shirakawa sat in the cab, pouted his thumb, and smiled indulgently at his stunned companion.

Hell Knight, slash the enemy!