Conan: I’m really not Tokyo Monster Story

That's not right. Whether this person died due to blackmail or not is another matter. It's just that the probability is very high.

"Black Death, save me!!"

At this juncture, Conan couldn't care whether the special attack server was Black Death, why he appeared here, or whether he was the guy from the Maple Leaf Gold Coin incident, let alone whether the other party recognized him, so he quickly shouted for help.

At least compared to the member of the black organization who simply left him alone and only focused on his own escape, Conan felt that this special attack suit was still trustworthy.

...Tsk, he still had hope for the members of the black organization. For a moment, Conan couldn't help but wonder if he had a brain cramp.

Sano glanced at Conan and murmured in his heart.

Speaking of which, why is it that every time I face Conan under the account Heishai, the other party seems to be facing such a dangerous situation?

The first time was a kidnapper, the second time was Maple Leaf Gold Coins, and the third time was now. Well, that should be the only three times.

Sure enough, being good at things is good at doing things.

Sano didn't pay too much attention to the dozens of Sankakai members. He even had time to think about them. The next second he took a step forward and rushed over without saying a word.

"Is this kid crazy!?"

The members of the Sanhua Club did not expect that just a bad boy would dare to attack them, a group of underworld people, and they suddenly became even more angry.

Are you looking down on them?

"Kill him!"

The shouts of beating and killing started again.

Then, ten minutes later, Conan, who had already lost his restraints, sat blankly by the wall, looking at Sano standing in front of him, and began to hiccup uncontrollably.

Is this guy really still a human?

Conan originally thought that Xiaolan's strength was the limit of combat power that humans could exert with bare hands, and was unparalleled in the world.

Even Black Death, the so-called strongest delinquent, was clearly at a disadvantage in the collision with Mao Lilan when he was in Erqiao Middle School.

So in Conan's eyes, Black Death should not be able to defeat his sister Xiaolan.

But today, Conan felt that he was wrong, and he saw new limits.

At least in terms of one against many, he, Conan, is willing to call Black Death the strongest!

Sano glanced at Conan who seemed dumbfounded, said nothing, and just walked away.

"Wait a minute... hiccup!"

Conan finally came to his senses and quickly called Sano.

Sano paused and turned around.

"You are Hiccup, right? It was you who saved me from Hiccup in the Maple Leaf Gold Coin incident last time, right?"

Conan asked while hiccupping.

The implication is that you were the one who killed the trio of Italian gangsters last time, right?

How could Sano admit it?

Besides, Conan's reasoning ability was ridiculously unscientific, and Sano didn't want to make any sound from his throat in front of him if possible.

Who knows if this guy has the ability to deduce a person's identity just from their voice.

...As for the part about claiming to be bourbon just now, it was just a quick talk.

So Sano ignored Conan and turned around to leave. Although Conan wanted to stop him again, he also knew that he could not stop him if he wanted to leave.

Why don't you try kicking the opponent with a foot-strength-enhancing shoe, knocking him unconscious and calling the police?

At least you should take off the mask and look at the face to find out the other person’s identity, right?

Just as Conan was hesitating, Sano seemed to notice something and turned back to glance at Conan coldly.

Conan: "..."

No, no, the other party just saved him, and he also saved one...two...anyway, he was a human being, how could he repay kindness with hatred!

Conan had never felt that his moral character was so noble. He straightened his back with dignity, even though he did not dare to look directly at Sano.

When Sano turned around, Conan immediately squatted down, twisted his foot strength-enhancing shoes, and kicked the shoe of the unlucky guy in front of him who had flown off in the fight.

The shoe turned into an afterimage and flew out, aiming directly at the back of Sano's head.

Sorry, as a partner of justice, Conan can never just watch a murderer with serious suspicion escape from him.

If you can't fight head-on, you can always do a sneak attack!

However.

...Does this bitch think he is deaf? Can Sano still not hear the sizzling electric current?

So Sano tilted his head slightly again, and the shoe flew past his face just like when he was in the house before.

...It's just that the foot odor is a bit serious, and magic attacks are unavoidable.

Sano turned around expressionlessly and looked at Conan, who was standing alone in a daze. Two veins popped out on his forehead, forming a crossroads.

Forget about repaying kindness with hatred, repaying kindness with hatred and so on. What is wrong with this bitch? He just wants to learn to be the sixth child! ?

Don’t you know that what Sano hates most now is being the sixth child? ?

...The second thing is that Sano is not allowed to be the sixth person.

Opposite him, Conan's breathing had almost stopped. He wanted to speak out, but it was a pity that Sano, who was fast-footed, did not give him this chance.

A minute later, Conan was tied to a telephone pole with his back facing Sano, exposing his smooth and round buttocks.

"伱, whatever you want to do, don't do it!"

Conan's face was pressed against the telephone pole. He wanted to look back but couldn't turn around at all. He suddenly became more and more panicked.

What on earth does this guy want to do? He must be a pervert! ?

It's over, it's over, is my virginity going to be lost here? I'm sorry, Xiaolan, he might not be clean anymore...

Sano didn't make a sound, he just pulled the waistband that was torn off a Sankakai member with both hands, and pulled hard, making a crisp crack.

Hammer education is not effective?

Okay, let Conan have a good taste. What Sano was most afraid of when he was a child was bamboo shoots, no, it was fried shredded pork with leather belt!

After hearing the crisp sound, Conan trembled visibly, including his buttocks and balls.

Well, it looks like it should feel pretty good when pumped.

Sano no longer let Conan just feel the calm before the storm, raised the belt and swung it out violently.

"Pia!"

"ah!!"

Conan let out a scream and his eyes widened: "Wait a minute, wait a minute, I'm wrong, isn't it okay? I was wrong!!"

Of course Sano ignored Conan, raised his belt and gave it another tap.

"Pia!"

"ah!!"

There was another crisp sound and a scream, and immediately another red line appeared on Conan's butt, shaking crazily.

Then, the third time!

"Pia!"

"ah!!"

The fourth time!

"Pia!"

"ah!!"

The fifth time!

"Pia!"

"ah!!"