The Corpse Collector In Conan Chapter 722: Gin vs Matsuda

By the way, besides gin, there are...

Thinking of this, Miyano Akemi's gaze drifted to the side and landed on Vodka.

She subconsciously bit her finger, and couldn't help revealing a little bit of covetousness buried under the lady's appearance.

Vodka shuddered suddenly.

He raised his muscular face, looked at Jiang Xia vigilantly, and immediately regretted it - just now, Wu Zuo didn't look at him at all, but just stared at the two men in black in the arena. But now when he turned his head, Wu Zuo noticed the movement here, and when he turned his gaze, he immediately looked over.

“…”

Vodka looked at the sky as if nothing had happened: he was wearing sunglasses, and his pair of high-quality lenses did not transmit much light under the scorching sun, let alone in this factory late at night... It is impossible for Uzo to find that he just Taking a sneak peek at him, pretending nothing happened and just...huh? ? ! What are you doing here! !

Jiang Xia walked beside him.

Vodka instinctively glanced at the car beside him from the corner of his eye, confirming the escape route... But it was just a confirmation, and he didn't dare to really slip into the car and kick the accelerator to drive away, even though he really wanted to do that in his heart.

Vodka vaguely remembers that he once saw in the wilderness survival manual that when encountering a certain type of beast, he should not run away hastily, but should face them bravely, because that would be a more dignified death... Ah no, Because that would make the other party feel a certain threat, and running away is equivalent to admitting one's prey status, and will only die faster... At this time, Vodka suddenly remembered this useless knowledge for some reason, and felt a little reason.

... Anyway, I am also a senior in the organization, so I shouldn't show timidity in front of Uzo. Because if the truth is revealed, it may only make the other party feel interesting, and then increase the intensity of his training... Finally, a bourbon appeared to attract hatred, and Vodka decided to try his best to behave normally and not let himself jump The position of the previous enemy.

…

Nearly ten meters away, two men in black with the same agility and strength had already fought together. The thick dust deposited on the ground was blown up, and the cone-shaped strong light from the roofs on both sides shone on it. , like the special effect of flying stardust in a stage play.

Jiang Xia glanced at Gin's elegant windbreaker and long hair with a strong sense of presence, and silently reminded his ghosts in his heart: remember their ultimate goal of "infiltrating into the organization", and don't just because they think it's easy , Just grab Gin Jiu's hair or throw the hem of the windbreaker and other tricks, and the interview will definitely fail.

Matsuda Jinpei reservedly said that pulling hair is a favorite style of play for cornered gangsters, and it is not in his list of moves. In addition, there are too few shikigami in the puppet, and it is not strong enough, and it does not have the usual effect when beating people. I remind Jiang Xia that the blood bag seems to be broken. If the beating exceeds two minutes, I hope the psychic master will order some ghost mint to stabilize it. Effect.

“…”

Being a little far away, Jiang Xia now only has a vague sense of the blood bag, and he can't be sure whether the blood bag is really at its limit, or Matsuda Jinping just wants to eat ghost mint-in the car just now, Gin proposed When he wanted to try out the rookies by himself, Jiang Xia didn't take out the blood bag directly. This group of people in the organization carries guns all the time, and they often kill their mouths irregularly. Just in case, to prevent "Xitu" from being shot to death for reasons such as "get off the car with his left foot first", Jiang Xia I didn't take out the blood bag in the chaos, but just squeezed it flat to get it out of the previous lump, so that the sound of the water is less when it sloshes, and with the sharp wind of fists and the noise of the factory security equipment, the gin should not be audible ...well, probably...

…

Jiang Xia was thinking about the problem seriously, while watching the fight between the two.

After watching for a few rounds, I suddenly felt that someone was actively observing me.

So I looked back and walked to the vodka.

Vodka was very alert at first, the hairs on his back were about to explode.

But this time, Wu Zuo turned out to be quite friendly. He didn't blame him, but seemed like a neighbor who came to chat.

He pointed to the temporary "open-air fighting arena": "How about it, the rookie is not bad."

"..." Vodka followed Jiang Xia's gaze, just in time to see Brother Gin punching Xitu, Xitu dodged, and then hesitated for a while at the hem of the clothes floating in front of him due to inertia .

Although Matsuda Jinpei is best at boxing, he has also learned all kinds of other fighting moves. When it comes to fighting, no one will only choose one skill to use, but use whatever is convenient.

At this time, Matsuda Jinpei really wanted to do a tearing move in judo, knock the person to the ground, then handcuff an official metal bracelet, and send him straight to the bottom of the prison... But I remembered Jiang Xia just now "Don't pull the windbreaker and hair ", Matsuda Jinpei did not act immediately.

During the moment of hesitation, Qin Jiu kicked across the body, and Matsuda Zhenping couldn't dodge it in time, as if hit head-on by a battering ram, he flew backwards with a bang, crashing into a rusty iron fence.

The whole railing has collapsed. Amid the dust and rust splashed up, Matsuda Jinpei moved the arm he used to block just now, stood up as if nothing had happened, and rushed back to the battlefield.

“…”

Vodka subconsciously followed Xi Tu for a while, and then turned back. Seeing that he was almost knocked out of a human-shaped iron fence, he silently clenched the gun in his hand to strengthen his courage, and reluctantly agreed with his elder brother He classified it as a "civilian": Compared with these two people, he really thinks that a civilian job is more suitable for him, and he even wants to continue to be a civilian job for the rest of his life...

Besides, Wu Zuo seemed to feel that it was wonderful, and clapped his hands twice, as if applauding.

Vodka came back to his senses, remembering Wu Zuo's evaluation of Xitu just now, "it's not bad", and wanted to utter a harsh rebuttal like "You call this not bad?" in a cold voice.

But just as he opened his mouth, a smooth parabola was drawn ahead—this time it was replaced with gin and flew out. However, he didn't hit anything when he landed ~IndoMTL.com~ He had already adjusted his body shape in the air, kneeling on one knee decently, and ejected out the moment he landed, with a strong killing intent.

...Handsome is pretty handsome.

But no matter how decent it looks, it can't cover up the fact that it was just blown away.

Vodka: "..."

Paused, he silently changed what he said to: "...it's not bad."

Otherwise, wouldn't even the eldest brother scold him...

"Indeed." Wu Zuo smiled, and sighed a little exaggeratedly, "I used to work hard before, and I didn't feel tired. Now that I think about it, having a reliable younger brother can actually save a lot of worry, and someone can help with errands and do the dirty work." If you don't want to take the blame, you can throw it away at any time... You are obviously a cadre, why don't you have a fixed subordinate, you have to do everything by yourself, are you tired?"

Vodka: "...?"

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