I was in Conan, and after picking up Xiao Ai, I was chased by Hongzi.

Spider held the gun in one hand and put the other hand on his neck and twisted it twice.

"Are you that confident?"

Otoi Hiroshi stood there, calmly watching the spider finish twisting, his expression not wavering at all.

"The Beretta 92F pistol has an ammunition capacity of 15 rounds. One round at first, then three rounds, and then three more rounds when I was throwing away my clothes. Adding to the eight rounds just now, there is no bullet in your gun now." ”

Spider narrowed his eyes, and a malicious laugh escaped from the corner of his mouth, "I originally thought that you would be a little unusual in becoming a cadre of that organization at such a young age. But now it seems that it really disappoints me."

Hearing the spider's indifferent tone, an imperceptible glimmer flashed across Otoi Hiroshi's eyes.

The spider's hand was stained with bright red blood. He raised the muzzle of the gun and said with a sneer: "What if I have loaded a bullet before shooting?"

"——This way, I have 16 bullets, idiot!"

Putting his finger gently on the trigger, he saw panic, fear and regret in Hiroshi Otoi's eyes, and he was very satisfied.

"Hahahaha, okay." Spider pointed his gun at Otoi Hiroshi, "Are you going to kneel down and beg me to spare your life? Or are you going to cry and hold my legs and beg me to send you to see the man named Anko? Where is the girl?"

"Sorry." Hiroshi Otoi glanced at the muzzle of his gun, "I never like to make choices."

Spider's face stiffened.

"—It's over, Lark!"

He pulled the trigger sharply.

The moonlight shone in from the window behind him, cold and bright, dragging his shadow very long.

Crazy, playful, and ferocious expressions appeared on his cheeks.

A slight glow of fire gathered at the black hole of the muzzle, like a raging tongue of fire.

"boom."

A soft sound.

The air wave spread along the muzzle of the gun. The spider took half a step back, and its injured arm was numb from the shock.

In an instant, time seemed to slow down.

Otoi Hiroshi's eyes widened fiercely.

The only thing left in his pupils was the cyclonic projectiles coming out of the gun. The strong sense of crisis made his adrenaline surge.

His fingers were trembling uncontrollably, but his steps were fixed like wooden stakes.

【Macro! 】

His heart suddenly trembled.

【I will wait for you, wait for you to come back! 】

A smile appeared on Otoi Hiroshi's lips, and he felt that the speed of the projectiles so close to him slowed down nearly a thousand times in his eyes.

……

"call out."

Under Spider's shocked gaze, Otoi Hiroshi's head tilted slightly, and the bullet passed through his cheek.

With a burning pain on his face, Hiroshi Otoi raised his arm and quickly wiped it on his face, then rushed towards the spider.

"hateful!"

Spider cursed secretly and threw the pistol with its empty magazine towards Otoi Hiroshi, but he easily dodged it.

Immediately afterwards, Otoi Hiroshi approached him at an extremely fast speed, made a fist with one hand, and hit the spider hard on the lower abdomen.

Spider immediately bent over, holding his belly, and sprayed a stream of sticky saliva from his mouth.

As a powerful illusionist, he usually relies more on illusions to act. Although his physical skills are good, they are far behind Hiro Otoi, not to mention that his arm was wounded by a gunshot before.

"what!!"

Otoi Hiroshi didn't give him any time to react. He pinched his neck with one hand and pushed his knee against his three times.

Finally, when the spider was completely out of power, Hiroshi Otoi grabbed his short golden hair and slammed it towards the ground.

The spider's head came into contact with the ground under the pressure of huge force, and dense cracks spread out around his head.

After doing all this, Hiroshi Otoi took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and lit it.

He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled a wisp of smoke.

"Ahem, Luck, I..."

The spider lay on the ground, his fingers trembling slightly. After a while, he stood up shakily with his hands on the ground.

Before he could regain his footing, Hiroshi Otoi raised his leg and kicked him out.

The spider's body flew out directly and hit the protective glass behind it hard.

"Spider, you really deserve to die."

Otoi Hiroshi looked down at him, as if a ball of fire was coming out of his eyes, and his eyes were blazing for a moment.

"three."

Spider lowered his head, and the beautiful and soft blond hair that he had taken care of was now drooping, with a layer of gray dust floating on it.

"two."

Otoi Hiroshi raised his elbow high, clenched his palm into a fist, and hit him hard.

At the moment when the fist was about to fall on top of his head.

The spider raised his head.

His hair was slightly messy, bright red blood oozed from his eyes, and three teeth were missing from his slightly open mouth.

Although he was extremely embarrassed, he was smiling.

"one."

The final countdown came out of his mouth.

Along with the roar caused by the explosion, Otoi Hiroshi's fist stopped in front of his forehead.

Otoi Hiroshi subconsciously looked down.

A dazzling and tragic fire shot up into the sky, igniting the hazy night.

His pupils shrank suddenly.

——The explosion occurred in the vehicle he was riding in just now.

Sebas and Yukiko Kudo are still on top.

Otoi Hiroshi's hands trembled violently.

There seemed to be intense fire dancing in his eyes, and his expression gradually became stiff.

When he turned away and his eyes fell on the spider, he was already indifferent.

He grabbed Spider by the collar and lifted him up.

"spider!!!"

"Hehehe..." Spider opened one eye, but the other eye was too swollen to open. He smiled breathlessly, "This feeling is very uncomfortable, people around you are complaining about you one after another. And die."

"——Your current expression is really...ahem...so wonderful."

"Why don't you kill me?" Spider asked.

"..." Otoi Hiroshi said nothing.

He seemed furious.

After a brief silence, the anger in his eyes began to fade away.

"Kill you? It's too easy for you." Hiroshi Otoi sneered, "I want you to live and experience all the cruelty in this world. I also want you to live well, stay awake, and let the fear of death always envelope you for the rest of your life. "

Spider's eyes changed slightly, "What a scary guy."

"--but."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a "bang" sound.

Otoi Hiroshi groaned and immediately half-knelt on the ground.

He frowned, and a black hole appeared on his thigh, and blood was pouring out.

"Let him go, Lark!"

Hiroshi Otoi grabbed Spider's hair and pushed him to the ground.

He turned his face away. He had just rushed into the entrance of the viewing platform, and there was a young man standing there.

She has short fluffy hair, dark blue eyes, and a layer of faint freckles on both sides of her nose.

"Alan." Hiroshi Otoi said.

Unexpectedly, the boy he had never cared about would now become

——The straw that broke the camel's back.