“…… It really hit the ground. ”

Amuro slowly stopped the car, pulled the handbrake, turned off the engine, unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car, and Conan also got out of the car, looking at the back on the bridge in a daze.

"I knew this guy wasn't going to die so easily."

At this moment, it is clear that the two sides should be on opposite sides, but Conan couldn't help but sigh with some excitement and embarrassment.

And this also made Amuro stunned for a moment, and then looked at it a little strangely.

“…… Didn't I tell you, there was a fight with the distillery shortly before Black Death. ”

“…… Well? ”

Conan looked at Amuro in confusion: "When?" ”

"That's it...... Well, the day after Shuichi Akai and I were knocked unconscious by him. ”

Speaking of that, Amuro couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

…… is a public security officer, but he still endured to join forces with Shuichi Akai, but he was actually put down in a few rounds.

Really......

However, when I think of the largest stronghold of the Black Death Single Brush Distillery, although this is just a rumor, considering that it is not widely spread, the authenticity should not be too bad, and Amuro feels that he does not seem to have lost very unjustly.

And when Amuro was distracted, Conan next to him was a little shocked.

What kind of thing is black death and the distillery?

So fierce, huh?

The winery that he regards as a great enemy is not afraid of this person at all?

What, now is being with the official bar?

…… In comparison, it seems that there is really no problem.

But isn't that the right time?

The day after that, the day before that, it was suspected that he was dead, and he couldn't even find the body, not to mention the catastrophe, at least he had to lie down for a while, right?

As a result, he went straight to the war, huh?

In the confusion, the red and blue lights came into view, at the other end of the bridge.

Twenty or thirty police cars went onto the bridge.

"Oh no, the people have arrived!"

Amuro didn't expect the timing to be so coincidental, and before he could even try to communicate and negotiate with Black Death, the goal had already arrived.

Don't say how to persuade Black Death to let the other side go.

How to persuade people on their side to not fight with black is a big problem.

It just so happened that Black Death was also walking to the opposite side.

Amuro and Conan had only run a few steps away, and the people in the police car on the opposite side, who were not slow, had already noticed that something was wrong, and their speed gradually slowed down.

But before Amuro could breathe a sigh of relief.

The police car in the middle suddenly started moving forward again, and it was still the kind that suddenly pulled the speed to the full, and the direction did not change at all, this is not to break through the barrier, but to crash to death!

"No, stop!!"

Conan was shocked, not only worried that the other side would really kill the black death, but also felt that the other party had the confidence to stand here.

It certainly won't be that simple and gone.

…… But what if Black Death itself comes, it's actually for negotiation?

All in all.

We can't start conflicts, we have to stop them!

But Conan's two little short legs, even the two big and long-legged Amuro Toru next to him can't outrun the car, let alone him, not to mention that Black Death is still taking the initiative to catch up...... But looking at it this way, the other party really didn't negotiate when he came over.

Sure enough, there is still self-confidence?

And from the perspective of the police car, especially in the police car in the middle that was facing the black death, seeing that the opposite side was getting faster and faster, and finally simply ran towards his side, the bald man in the middle of the back row.

I was a little nervous unconsciously.

"No, what's the situation with this guy, he won't rush in directly, right?"

"Just leave it to us."

Remove the three police officers who were in charge of driving the car on the main driver and draw their pistols at the same time.

The one in front pointed directly at the front window, ready to shoot at any moment.

In just one or two breaths, the two sides are already close at hand, and it only takes another second for it to become a negative distance, and the policeman on the co-pilot looks tense, just about to seize the opportunity, directly pull the trigger and shoot.

But not a single eye blinked for a moment's time.

The person in front of the car suddenly disappeared, not to mention where the lock went, how it disappeared, and in which direction it moved, I couldn't see clearly.

And in the perspective of Toru Amuro and Conan in the back.

The picture of that moment just now is much clearer.

It's a sliding shovel.

…… No, it should be said that it is squatting, or is the whole person about to lie down, anyway, the two long legs are stepping out, the upper body is sinking, and the center of gravity is pressed very low, which will make the people in the car unable to see the figure.

Then he pushed his hands forward and raised them sharply.

"Buzz ——!"

The roar of the car's engine suddenly rose up, no, not just the sound.

It's the whole car that gets taller.

Holding the black death in the lower front of the car from below, the muscles of his whole body exerted force, like a spring that suddenly rebounded, and forced the car to take off completely, four wheels were idling, and the five people inside were full of horror.

"Not good!"

The first thought in the minds of the five people was to jump out of the car quickly, but the seat belts they wore for safety and to prevent accidents became confinement.

…… Walk you!

In full force, combined with the momentum of the car itself.

The policeman was thrown hard, flying far away, and leaning more and more, until finally it simply stood upright and hit its head on the ground.

"Bang!"

After a loud bang, the car completely overturned, and then slid out for more than ten meters.

"Squeak—"

In the shrill friction sound, the other police cars that were just following the leader in an accelerated sprint without knowing the situation also followed the sudden brakes.

"Minister!"

More than 100 policemen got out of the car and rushed to the overturned police car.

The so-called minister should be the bald official.

“…… This guy, monster, right? ”

Amuro had already subconsciously stopped, extremely shocked by that operation.

By brute force...... Well, it should be useful for the trick.

But in any case, it would be too hasty to overturn a car that was almost stretched to a speed of more than 100 yards from the front in such a way.

It's just off the mark.

"Ahem, I'm fine......"

In the car, where the wheels were still spinning with black smoke, several people were dragged out.

This made the other policemen breathe a sigh of relief, and when they turned their heads, they began to be vigilant again, and they all drew their guns and aimed at the figure, with solemn expressions.

Looking at a group of people who are facing a great enemy.

Hei Death didn't feel the slightest nervousness, still standing there lightly.

"Hey, you kid is the so-called black death, right?"

The bald official came to his senses, should he say that he was also an official with a high position, or was it the guns in the hands of the policemen next to him that gave him a lot of security, but he didn't show any fear, but praised it: "It's really powerful, and the courage is not small." ”

"Aren't you afraid of death?"

Black Death threw out the question, and the bald official laughed and replied: "Just kidding, if I was afraid of death, would I personally order them to do it, my purpose was originally to fish you out, and now that I succeeded, I should be happy...... Do you want to talk, maybe you don't have to die. ”

"Huh."

The corners of his mouth seemed to tuggle under the black death mask, and then he stepped forward directly.

"Interesting, let's see who's going to die."

Seeing that the other side was so uninteresting, the bald official's eyes also turned cold.

"Do it, be careful not to kill it first, I want to live."

"Yes!"

Hundreds of guns were fired at the same time, and an overwhelming rain of bullets came to your face.

But Black Death didn't care about it, his footsteps didn't stop, and he didn't even dodge.

"Dingding......

Bullet casings and bullets fell to the ground, and the crisp sound was drowned out in the sound of gunfire, until a round of bullets was emptied, and a group of policemen who found that their target was completely fine couldn't help but be a little frightened and panicked.

"Calm down, what is the fuss like."

After the bald officer snorted coldly, he looked at Hei Death again: "It's really like what your intelligence file says, you are not afraid of ordinary bullets at all." ”

This time, Black Death simply didn't bother to respond.

The bald officer didn't think much about it, and after raising his hand to signal, the policemen drew their batons one after another, and only a few policemen immediately went to the trunks of several cars and took out some special equipment, shotguns, sniper rifles, grenades, and even heavy firepower such as bazookas.

“…… Damn, is this really treating people as terrorists? ”

Conan couldn't help but mumble, and Amuro pulled the corners of his mouth and replied, "What is the difference between what they are doing now and terrorists." ”

Conan: "......"

Okay, it seems to be too?

Looking ahead, in the face of the means specially prepared by the bald officials against his own intelligence, Black Death did not reveal anything wrong.

Let's be honest.

There is really nothing wrong with such a targeted strategy.

Bullets from ordinary pistols are useless, so use heavy firepower weapons.

Or maybe you don't even use firearms, and you fight with a white knuckle.

But this guy seems to have forgotten that a targeted strategy may be able to win across levels, but if the two sides are too different in level, it doesn't make sense.

"Huh!"

Finally, the pace of Black Death was no longer slow.

The terrifying speed that turned into a shadow made it impossible to aim at the scattered heavy firepower weapons, and the two shots fired in the panic could only be missed.

"Ahh

The black death was posted to the police camp, but before the person who was close to him could react, there was an extra person in front of him, and he had already been hit in the abdomen with a punch, and then he only felt that his stomach was overturned, like a kidney stone attack, and cold sweat suddenly crawled all over his body, and he fell to the ground with a white face.

Then the screams didn't reach the ears of the others.

Black Death had already moved quickly, and the three of them were put down.

In the successive screams, it was like a runaway car crashing into the group at high speed, and the police kept flying out, and they couldn't resist at all.

During this period, Black Death deliberately approached those guys with heavy firepower weapons, and when they went up, they directly slapped the weapons to pieces and turned them into parts.

This amazed Toru Amuro over there.

“…… This guy has become more powerful again, and his strength and speed have become much stronger. ”

"Really?"

Conan scratched his face: "I didn't feel the difference, but I did notice that he kept his hand, otherwise with his strength, if he used a little more force on the fists that fell on these policemen, he would not die or be disabled." ”

"Yes, indeed."

Seeing that Black Death is so measured.

Toru Amuro and Conan are not in a hurry to intervene...... The key is that it's useless to meddle, and the hundreds of policemen can't do it, do the two of them get together to brush up the results of the other side, of course, the more critical thing is that the other side didn't aim at the bald official at the beginning, which shows.

Still have space?

Otherwise, with his current performance, he will break that guy's neck in ten seconds.

Shouldn't it be a problem?

"Smack!"

After stepping on the last bazooka, Black Death finally looked at the bald head.

At this time, the bald official finally couldn't calm down.

"Wait, wait a minute, it's none of my business, I'm actually just doing what I'm told, I can tell you who made this happen, I can also give you a testimony about the radicals in court, and I can help you negotiate!"

"Grock."

Black Death crooked his neck, no nonsense, and walked towards the bald head.

"Buzz ——!"

But at this moment, a familiar van came speeding up.

After the tail flick stopped, several white figures quickly got out of the car...... It's the white squad.

And except for the old ones, Black Death glanced at Numabuchi Keichiro more...... Although this person is white-clothed, he has never seen the shadow of this person in the few days that Sano has been mixed in white as Kurosawa Blade.

Because Jiichiro Numabuchi is more special, he is sick.

Mentally ill, he has brain problems and is more likely to get out of control, so despite joining the white cloth, Jiichiro Numabuchi has a certain degree of freedom.

But this kind of freedom is not as good as other people's after all.

You don't need to go to the base to clock in and out of work, and even if you have a mission, if you don't have to let Jiichiro Numabuchi participate, try not to move.

This is the official rule.

As far as Cologne personally, of course.

I'm still hoping to fight for more benefits for Numabuchi Keichiro.

After all, two people, can't it be said that they are completely unrelated?

Of course, in fact, because of the dispatch of the white clothes, the conditions are basically still very stuck, plus the short time since it was established, there are only a few missions, so Numabuchi Jiichiro is basically still involved...... Of course, this also has to exclude Asai Narumi.,Unlike other members.,Because it's not fished out of the number.,The risk of thunder explosion is very small.,The degree of freedom is relatively very high.,He can do a lot of tasks on weekdays.,But it's a mission.。

That is, throw some more clear goals above, and Asai Chengshi will deal with them.

It's no different from when you used to be the White Grim Reaper.

With intelligence support, the risk is smaller, and there is a reward, which is similar to that of a bounty hunter, but the identity at the root is different.

Ahem, back to business.

After seeing the white-clothed team, Kuro didn't say anything, but Amuro was stunned.

"White...... Why is it here? ”

As soon as the question came out, Toru Amuro reacted.

The matter of targeting the Black Reaper itself,It's barely a fishing law enforcement.,I specially asked for this information before.,In the matter of targeting the members of the black.,Let the white-clothed person set up for the black-clothed person deal with it.。

Normal, right?

And just when Amuro solved his doubts, Conan next to him was full of question marks: "White, what kind of thing is it?" ”

"Huh?"

Amuro looked at Conan, "Didn't I tell you?" ”

Conan: "......"

Why does this sound a little familiar, as if when and where have you heard it?

“…… Are you Black Death? ”

Ahead, Coren looked Black Death up and down, and then looked at Director Ochiai.

Director Ochiai, who had already put on his armor, nodded: "That's right, this is the guy who fought with me after I committed a crime." ”

"Interesting, new hatred and old grudges, one piece of knot?"

Tachibana Maya whistled and shouted defiantly towards the Black Death.

However, in the face of the menacing few people, Black Death just glanced at it and asked coldly.

“…… Why didn't you call Kurosawa Blade, just a few of you, it's not enough to see. ”

“……”

It's not nonsense, if you can call it, can you call it?

Coren narrowed his eyes, but he didn't test anything more, and directly pulled out his pistol.

"Let's get on it!"

After an order was given, the white-clothed squad slaughtered Sano, and the director of the Ochiai Pavilion was an old acquaintance of the tank, so he naturally rushed to the front in the first place.

(End of chapter)