Zongman: People in Conan, raising cats and mice

This group of fully armed men pulled the trigger, and a barrage of bullets suddenly came like raindrops.

Matsumoto Akira paused slightly, and then in just a moment, he moved several meters around, picked up the security door and started waving it.

In fact, Matsumoto Akira is sometimes quite curious about his current physical condition.

After all, apart from anything else, I have always been influenced by Tom and Jerry, plus the light left by Max.

I am an anime character who is affected by light. Normally, guns, bullets and the like should have no effect on me.

But who can blame Matsumoto Akira? He is afraid of pain and at the same time, his body transformation is not up to standard yet. If something unexpected happens to his vulva, wouldn’t that be funny?

The quality of the security door is very good. When Ben Ming lifted the security door and swung it, it could block some bullets. When he held the security door directly in front of him, it was as stable as a rock.

However, Matsumoto Akira had no intention of letting these guys go. He turned around, picked up the security door, turned around and threw it out.

The heavy security door drew an accurate arc in the air and hit the group of people directly on the head.

There were certainly casualties, but luckily Matsumoto Akira was able to control the situation well, and at most some of the victims were injured and unconscious, but it wasn't to the point where anyone's life was directly threatened.

"What an interesting little brother, but this is not a game you should get involved in~"

There was a smile on Vermouth's face as she recognized that this was Ran Mouri's boyfriend.

Although it's a pity that I didn't get to see the angel have a boyfriend, at least I have met her boyfriend now.

This operation was not in vain, but before that, Kudo Shinichi had already been caught in the vortex.

Now, even Mao Lilan's official boyfriend may be involved in the whirlpool. Is there something wrong between Kudo Shinichi and Matsumoto Akira?

Or is this just the luck that happens to Mao Lilan herself?

Vermouth was not quite sure, but when she thought about it carefully, both Matsumoto Akira and Kudo Shinichi were detectives, so it was somewhat understandable.

After all, who in this world can be a detective, a profession that is so omnipotent?

It's not just because of their abilities, but more importantly, as long as they are around, no matter how outrageous the things are, they can be explained normally.

At least those capable detectives can interpret this bizarre incident as normal according to their own understanding and make it consistent with scientific theory.

As for whether to believe it or not, that is up to others, but in most cases people will still believe it.

"I don't know who you are, but I don't think I'd be afraid of getting involved in something!"

Matsumoto Akira did not reveal his cards. The other party's identity was actually transparent to him. It was enough for him to know this kind of thing himself. There was no need to say it out loud.

Vermouth quietly watched Matsumoto Akira take a few steps towards her, and suddenly a gunshot rang out.

Matsumoto Akira seemed to see a silver lightning in a trance. He subconsciously stretched out his hand and caught the lightning.

When he opened his hands, he found that it was a sniper bullet. Although it was an accident, it also verified some of Matsumoto Akira's ideas.

The corners of Matsumoto Akira's mouth slightly raised, and he continued to walk towards his goal firmly.

"Who the hell is this guy?!"

Chianti cursed angrily, but his hands did not stop moving at all. He aimed at various parts of Matsumoto Akira and fired several shots in succession.

But after realizing that his current physical fitness was beyond imagination, Matsumoto Akira no longer even acted.

With an acceleration, he directly crossed the trajectory of the bullets and rushed forward.

Before Vermouth could even react, he was already approached, and by the time she was able to react.

Matsumoto Akira gently swung his right hand and hit Vermouth, and Vermouth immediately fell towards the wall at the edge of the rooftop.

Gin frowned. It seemed that something unexpected had indeed happened, but he absolutely could not give up on Vermouth here.

The wings of the helicopter began to rotate, but Matsumoto Akira didn't care. He simply tore off a part of the security door and crumpled it into a ball.

Then he accurately hit the key part of the propeller, calming the helicopter that had already started preparing to fly down again.

The armed man who was the driver was staring at the scene in amazement. He had heard of some extraordinary gunmen.

It is even possible to use a sniper rifle to shoot down helicopters or even fighter jets in the sky.

But I've never heard of anyone being able to crush part of a security door into pieces with bare hands, and then use a precise strike against the propeller of a helicopter to stop it from working!

Are we still going to talk about some basic rules?!

The corners of Chianti's mouth twitched slightly. After hesitating for a moment, he raised his sniper rifle and prepared to fire rapidly.

But Gin stopped him directly. Now the situation is that I am the fish and others are the butchers.

The resistance with guns was no longer effective. It was a pity that although they did bribe the internal members of the Suzuki Group, the other party did not want to make a big deal out of it.

They were allowed to fly the helicopter over, but they were not allowed to bring the weapons as well, otherwise the machine gun on the helicopter would have been useful.

It's all because of the other party's some, but not too many, principles. Otherwise, I wouldn't be sitting here waiting to die like this.

That’s right, Gin had no intention of resisting at all!

In fact, at the beginning, he did intend to resist, even though the other party could dodge bullets and even catch them with his bare hands.

But after all, having come all the way here, it's not like Gin won't fight for his life. The worst that can happen is that he will risk his life along with the other party!

But after seeing that the other party tore off a corner of the security door with just a slight tear, and then crumpled it into pieces and threw it at him.

Gin felt melancholy, and suddenly his mind remembered the so-called hero he had met some time ago.

First, I fought with them in the warehouse. At that time, my performance was just average, at most I was a little stronger.

It would be fine if we defeated them in a combat of force, but the bombs didn't even take their lives.

But when the other party appeared again, he turned into a superhero, giving them a big surprise.

So you were just joking with them when you left the factory?

Gin didn't know what he was thinking at that time, but he knew what he was thinking now.

You guys who play with supernatural beings really have no moral principles at all!!!