Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

"Peng! Peng! Peng!"

Baijiu dodged the bullets, turned sideways, stepped on the flower pots, and stuck to the wall.

He turned his body in the air, smashed the mask violently with the butt of the gun, grabbed his head with both hands and twisted it sideways, with a clear "crunch" sound.

"White wine, west side!" Vermouth reminded with a gun in hand.

"Snap!" Baijiu raised his palm and cut towards the enemy's neck. He grabbed his collar with both hands and hit his stomach with his knee.

Then, he threw a fatal whirlwind kick, aiming at the chest, and kicked the enemy towards the open glass behind him.

"Hey, hey! Save me!" The enemy waved his arms, his face full of fear.

"Boom!" The sound of a car horn came from below.

"You go get the vodka—"

"Peng!!!"

Before Vermouth could finish her words, deafening explosions were heard inside the hospital and the parking lot, and the entire hospital was shaking slightly as if there was an earthquake.

"Are you okay?" they both said in unison.

After staring at each other for a while, they nodded silently. Vermouth put his hand on Baijiu's shoulder and said, "Hurry up and drag Vodka in. Leave the outside to me."

"be careful."

Vermouth smiled faintly and shook the bracelet hanging on her wrist.

"It's so heavy! It feels like the weight of a cow." Baijiu gritted his teeth, tilted his head back, and pulled with all his strength.

"Vodka! Wake up." Baijiu fanned Vodka's rough face and pulled his fat ears, "Don't sleep, how can you fall asleep?"

"Well...what are you doing." Vodka slowly stood up, gritted his teeth, looked at Baijiu hazily, and suddenly his body trembled.

"Hey! There seemed to be someone outside just now—"

"Vodka, you are responsible for carrying Cohen." Gin leaned against the wall and looked at the outside situation through a reflector.

"learn!"

Vodka didn't hesitate for a moment, he strode towards the bed, picked him up like a princess, and ran straight out the door.

"Vodka!"

The three of them shouted his name in unison.

"Where do you want to run to? Did I tell you the location?"

Gin questioned him, the hot muzzle pointed at Vodka's head, and moved forward to lean against his ear.

He said calmly, "This is your last chance. If you do something stupid again, I will have to pull the trigger."

"Chianti, white wine."

"You guys cover us here, I'll leave it to you for now."

Gin put the bullet into Baijiu's palm and put it on his shoulder: "I believe in your ability."

"Then how do we retreat?" Baijiu asked seriously, putting his hand to the tip of his nose.

Gin smiled calmly and looked towards Vermouth outside the door: "You should know this best."

Baijiu smiled and nodded his forehead slightly in response.

"start to act."

"Yes!!"

Baijiu put the bullet in his arms, squatted down, and leaned against the wall like Chianti.

However, the distance between the two was very far, and Chianti moved to the left as if deliberately maintaining a sense of distance.

Baijiu loaded the bullet with one hand and was about to lift the mirror with his right hand to observe the external situation.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he showed his head, three bullets came at him at the same time.

"Peng!!!"

The mirror in Baijiu's hand shattered instantly, and lenses of varying sizes scratched his face and arms.

Several red marks appeared on the outside.

Chianti looked around subconsciously, took out a stack of tissues from his arms, and handed them to him: "Are you okay, white wine?"

"Thanks." Baijiu took it and wiped the blood off his forehead: "Lend me the sniper rifle."

"Peng!!"

Several more explosions were heard in the hospital, and a large number of bricks and debris were scattered above the head in an instant, falling down in an irregular manner.

The entire building shook violently and looked like it was about to collapse.

Some broken soil and rocks fell from the roof, and scattered steel bars and components drooped to the ground.

Chianti looked at the growing fire and the exit filled with billowing black smoke, and couldn't help but curl his lips.

"Don't worry, I will definitely find a way to get you out alive."

"I promise."

Chianti covered his mouth and nodded silently.

Puzzled, he asked, "The enemy is on the high ground, holding you up. Are you sure you want to fight him? You are in a disadvantageous position right now."

"Besides, you are facing the guns of three enemies."

"The risk is too great. It would be better if we move to other rooms while the fire outside is still not that big."

Chianti checked the time: "Gin and the others will be here soon."

"Shhh."

Baijiu leaned sideways and came to a blind spot, using the curtains as a cover.

Based on the trajectories of the three bullets just now, he calculated the locations of the three people in his mind.

He calmly analyzed: "There is still time for everything. They just deliberately detonated the bomb in order to lure us over."

"However, one must remain unchanged in the face of ever-changing situations!"

Baijiu squinted his eyes, fine-tuned the muzzle of the gun, and slowly pulled the trigger with his slender fingers.

"I think they should be coming out soon."

"Peng!!"

The bullet pierced through the curtains and flew towards the platform at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

It pierced through the glass of the corridor and hit the head of a masked man perfectly. "Bang!" He fell straight into a pool of blood.

"Old fish!! Old fish??"

"Damn it! Why is this guy such a bitch? He's playing dirty tricks."

"Why don't you play by the rules? And why do you use blind spots to attack?"

The masked man wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Xiao Jing, be careful! His next target may be you!"

"Move to another location quickly! Leave the exit to me."

"There is an exit on the far east side....you can sneak out from there."

"The backup plan was implemented, and the bullet recapture plan basically failed."

"Brother, what are you going to do? Besides--"

"You will die if you stay here!" He shouted excitedly, "You are still young. To put it bluntly...if you die again, our organization will be left without snipers."

"Carry the thoughts of our brothers and live for us."

"At least... I can't see it..." He paused and took a deep breath: "The sun has risen after this long dark night."

"Remember to visit the graves for me and my brother, Xiaojing."

"Remember to come and see me more often."

"I will..."

The masked man pulled out a walkie-talkie from his pocket and made a buzzing noise: "Damn... nothing could have happened."

He clenched his fists and pounded the wall angrily, his eyes revealing deep hatred for Baijiu and the others.

Xiaojing was holding a gun, half-crouching in the corridor, his body trembling, his eyes filled with sadness and fear.

He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and walked carefully, only one step away from stepping into the corridor.

Suddenly, with a "bang", a bullet passed through the glass and penetrated his brain stem.

"what!!"

"Xiao Jing?! Xiao Jing! What's wrong with you!?"

A lot of blood was flowing from Xiaojing's mouth, and he was twitching on the ground in pain.

Various scenes from his childhood to adulthood appeared in his mind like a movie.

He reached out his hand, exerting his last bit of strength, and pulled out the walkie-talkie.

With his dying breath, he said, "I'm sorry."

Gin and his men fought their way out of the hospital and appeared outside, with Cohen's head appearing in his sights.

"You beast! You don't even spare a 20-year-old!"

"Forgive my selfishness, even though it's hard to overcome."

"But one must always give it a try!"

"For Xiaojing! For our dead brothers! For the people who were harmed by your organization!"

He moved the camera to the side and looked at Baijiu.

"revenge!!"