After the World of Conan is Full of Bad Luck

Murder cases in the morning, bank robbery with guns in the afternoon, should it be the turn of the bomber in the evening?

As she recalled her rant, her face was tangled, what was this called.

She put the basket next to the wall, and before she could sigh while holding on to the suppressor on the necklace, the bandit behind her grabbed her collar and threw it aside.

Before his body collided with the hard floor tiles, he was blocked by half of the shoulders of the curly-haired youth around him.

But the suppressor was also pulled down with the sudden movement of the bandit and rolled into the corner.

Amamiya Qianxue's face, which had always been calm, suddenly flashed a trace of panic. Even the purple-gray eyes were turbulent.

Suppressor! !

Oops! Touch yourself without a suppressor, and this guy will be out of luck!

"Sit tight! Don't procrastinate!" The masked robber twisted Amamiya Chiyuki's arm behind him, ready to tie the bandage.

Amamiya Qianxue frowned, biting her lower lip tightly, her eyes kept glancing at the pink suppressor that rolled not far away.

She swears that today she will be ranked second in the list of the unlucky of her twenty years of life.

When contacting Qimu Kongsuke, she insists on..., no, she can't help that high-IQ pervert.

Being out of the scope of the suppressor, she couldn't imagine what kind of development [Absolute Doom] would bring.

In this closed bank, anything bad could happen next.

The words that followed made her really do not know what expression to make.

"Wait! Why did the bomb's remote control fail?"

"What?"

But this kind of indirect sabotage of the gangster's plan is a good thing, right?

The gangster who was about to bind Amamiya Qianxue also spat a few times with a fierce tone. The irritability and anxiety in his heart prevented him from successfully tying the straps several times.

The gangsters in the corridor roared, "Now I can only leave someone near the bomb to press the trigger/detonator."

The bandit behind him grabbed Qianxue Amamiya, who was squatting on the ground, and pushed it forward.

"That's it. It's not tied yet, let her go!"

At the same time, the frowning curly-haired youth struggled to stand up, gesturing to let himself go.

The man in the mask smashed the **** of a gun into the curly-haired youth's stomach. The violent impact made him half-bent, but he still motioned for himself to do it.

"Be careful, I will kill you! I hate you the most arrogant guy!"

The plan is not going well, and the anxiety in the heart makes the gangster look extraordinarily irritable and impulsive.

The shoved Qianxue Amamiya looked at the curly-haired youth with some doubts.

Go to the bomb and press the button, this is sure to die.

He couldn't have known.

What a good man with a sense of justice.

Amamiya Chiyuki, whose mouth was covered with tape, nodded and expressed her willingness to go.

The curly-haired youth with wide eyes struggled to express his thoughts, and then was punched by the gangster on the handsome face, causing him to stagger two steps back.

"Be careful, I'll shoot you!" The arrogant and domineering gangster loaded the gun in his hand and threatened with a vicious tone.

The youth's companions also struggled, and then were kicked away by the bandits and smashed into the crowd. The already panicked crowd was even more frightened, trembling and whimpering.

Everyone looked away from the young man who was confronting the bandits in horror.

The quiet space is filled with the smell of gunpowder.

Amamiya Qianxue, who was standing beside her, was very tangled in her heart, her beautiful brows were tightly furrowed, and she quickly tore the tape on her mouth, ready to say something.

But before she could say anything, she was interrupted by a loud noise.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, the shaking of the earth and the mountains and the sound of gunfire appeared at the same time.

Due to the sudden earthquake, the gangsters just used a deterrent firearm and went off.

The bullet hit the wall behind the curly-haired youth, passed the iron picture frame hanging on the wall, and bounced towards Amamiya Qianxue.

The leader of the gang scolded loudly, "What are you doing! Are you wasting bullets like this? Bring people here!"

It was not until the end of the scolding that she realized the rubbing pain on her arm, and the warm and sticky liquid dripped down her arm little by little.

Looking at the bright red blood, Amamiya Chiyuki breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the unlucky one is myself.

The panicked robber just wanted to blast the vault quickly, completely ignoring the basket that was hit by the bullet. The electronic products inside were emitting wisps of green smoke, and the sound of "Zizzizi" sounded in the basket.

Amamiya Chiyuki, who was brought to the vicinity of the stairs, looked at the basket a little worriedly, don't blow it up, all the documents and materials for her admission to the police academy are there.

But the basket blew up!

And in the most serious way.

With a sound of "Boom", the electronic products in the basket exploded, and sparks flew everywhere, igniting the banknotes that were moved out nearby, and also igniting the nearby power supply lines. In the shaking of the earthquake, the entire hall fell into darkness.

The momentary darkness made the already panic-stricken hall even more tense, whimpering, falling to the ground, and struggling one after another.

In this darkness, only the ignited banknotes were left rising everywhere, accompanied by the wind and waves set off by the explosion, the flickering flames devoured the remaining Fukuzawa Yukichi.

Perhaps the blows were too frequent, or the burning banknotes were too shocking, and all the gangsters fell into a dead silence at that moment.

After the silence, it was a fierce curse.

"Fuck! Put out the fire!"

"Blow up the vault!"

"Damn it!"

"Shit! How could this be!"

What **** is this scroll...

The robbers who were busy fighting the flames had no time to pay attention to the two young men approaching from behind. fall down.

Matsuda Jinhei: "Two have been resolved, and four more are at the entrance of the vault."

Hagihara Kenji nodded, "She's probably still in the vault."

"Hagihara, I touched it with a mask on, just like before, I can do it!"

"It's as you said, the small formation is flat."

After the two of them summed up, the curly-haired youth put on a mask and a robber's coat, and touched the vicinity of the vault.

The gangsters at the gate of the vault are placing explosives. Amamiya Qianxue covered her injured arm and silently huddled in the corner of the stairs.

"It's alright, don't be afraid."

A hearty and clear voice rang in my ears. Amamiya Qianxue raised her head, but what she faced was the mask of the robber.

It was the curly-haired youth who gave the blade to himself.

The gray-blue eyes were firm and clear.

It's like his whole being is shining.

"Is the injury serious? Don't worry, it will all be resolved in a while." He was about to pat the shoulder of the young woman in front of him, comforting ordinary people who were involved in this vicious event.

Unexpectedly, she was avoided by Amamiya Qianxue.

Sure enough, things like comforting women should be left to Hagi.

He scratched his hair a little embarrassedly, and motioned for Amamiya Qianxue to quietly leave here first.

Amamiya Qianxue nodded, and when she was about to leave, she was stopped by someone at the door of the vault. "Bring that woman over quickly and blow up the vault, or we won't be able to leave if the notice arrives!"

Do you want to bomb the vault at this time? These gangsters are too weird. Amamiya Qianxue frowned, her eyes full of disbelief.

The hall at this moment has been silently plunged into darkness.

The burning banknotes were all extinguished at this moment, except for the light source near the vault, there was no other light.

"Crouch!"

Listening to the low voice of the young man beside her, Amamiya Qianxue squatted down subconsciously. Then there was a hurried sound of breaking through the air, and a few chairs flew over her head and smashed hard at a few people near the vault.

The young man beside him also took the chair and rushed towards those people. Then the figure who came over also swept over with a stride.

"How did you let these two break free?"

"Not ours!"

"Don't shoot, the bomb is here!"

"Hey! Do you dare to rob a bank with this little profit?"

"Stop saying a few sarcastic words, Komatsuda."

Listen to the sound of punching to the flesh, and all kinds of mixed calls and curses.

Amamiya Qianxue couldn't help laughing at herself: It was a "happy" day to enter another world for the first time.

Without the support of firearms, the four gangsters were no match for these two youths, and they were soon beaten down.

They dragged the beaten gangsters, one in each hand, and threw them into the center of the hall.

Because of her super powers, she refused the offer to help, and Amamiya Qianxue alone supported the wall and went up the stairs, preparing to walk towards the hall.

But before she could get far from the vault, there was a "bang" gunshot in the quiet darkness.

! ! how is this possible? Including that male employee, didn't they defeat all seven people in total? Why is there still a gunshot?

Immediately after, a dazzling fire burst out behind him, and the huge explosion was deafening.

"Hey! Run!"

Matsuda Jinpei, who had reached the lobby, shouted for her to run quickly.

The impact and explosion through the entire staircase made Amamiya Chiyuki run. The shattered glass poured down, and there was a heavy brown mist in front of him, the smell of gunpowder smoke in his nostrils, and the "humming" tinnitus overwhelmed the male voices shouting in the hall.

The expanding heat wave roared behind her like a beast.

The fire tongue licked her long hair, and the hot breath made it hard for her to breathe.

She has not exercised vigorously for three years, and her desire to survive made her exert all her strength.

The pain caused by the broken glass falling on her body made her feel a little relieved in an instant.

The debris and glass that fell on the ground made her stagger and stumble.

She staggered suddenly, causing her to rush forward.

However, she was ready to fall, but she was unexpectedly shrouded in a dark embrace, with a warm coat covering her, extinguishing the The flames on the body's hair.

"Don't stop! Can you run?"

The anxious male voice with a slight rebuke covered the "boom" tinnitus in his ears, and the citrus-flavored washing powder attached to the coat covered the pungent smell of gunpowder.

A sky full of stars.

She was dragged and ran until she escaped near the stairs, and she was still a little dazed.

There were still echoes of tinnitus in her ears because of the deafening explosion.

"Are you all right? You won't be frightened, right?" Matsuda Jinhei waved at her, and his face was a little bruised under the firelight.

"Thank you for saving me." Amamiya Qianxue smiled and thanked.

The smile was light and shallow.

Although it is gratifying to be temporarily out of danger, but who is the one who shot? The gangster's accomplice? or someone else?