I, Minami Kotori, Son of the Sun

With so many men in black, and each holding a black gun, it might be difficult to rescue the young detective.

"The leopard monster, I think his speed and agility are better than Black's. If we take action now, we may not only fail to save Kudo, but also alert the enemy and let these guys run away." Bai Li tried his best to stay calm, "Detective boy, can I trust you?"

Can you be luckier?

"Hey, are there any magical detoxifying pills in the system mall?" Bai Li started by making a request.

"Explain! There are Senzu Beans (200 points for the first time), Soul-Restoring Pills (150 points for the first time), Magic Blue Pills (100 points for the first time), Last Light Pills (50 points)." Anan named the dishes like a name of a dish, and he really came up with some incredible names.

Yes, there really are some. This mission should have at least 200 points. So, sure, sure!

Kudo Shinichi, no, Conan, I'm sorry, I'll let you sacrifice a little.

After all, you were the one who acted recklessly first.

Don't worry, I'll come and get you after I kill this weirdo!

Bai Li carried out continuous self-moral comfort in a short period of time.

"Congratulations to the System God for achieving the achievement "Praise of Noble Morals," Anan said.

“Is there a reward for this?”

"No, I was just reading it for fun."

Bai Li was speechless for a moment: "Little bird, let me transform later."

"Oh, oh..." Minami Kotori stroked her hair, "I hope the detective boy is okay."

She probably trusts her own system god very much.

……

"Click." The sound of shutter clicks broke the silence in the factory.

By the way, the detective boy had been knocked unconscious, fed poison, and was about to be fed to the mutant fish in Tokyo Bay.

"Hey, little bird, why is there a shutter sound on your phone?"

"Ah this..." Nan Xiaoniao was speechless. Don't you guys in Shenzhou have this kind of mobile phones?

“This is to prevent sneak shots.”

"Then he really prevented it."

What Bai Li secretly photographed was the moment when the two teams of men in black were trading, and in the upper right corner of the picture, he also captured the ugly face of the leopard monster.

"Who is it?!" The men in black immediately became fully alert and raised their weapons.

"Even Lord Leopard Head couldn't find you. Who the hell are you?"

“Hehehe, hahahaha!” A hearty laugh was heard, “Weird Leopard, I’ve figured out your plan.”

A short guy wearing a coat, sunglasses and looking very cool stood up from behind a pile of boxes.

Under the black sunglasses, the man took off his mask, revealing a pretty face brimming with confidence and boldness.

"What?! Damn it!" The leopard-headed monster was furious. "How do you know that we are going to blow up the Backlight Tower and force the entire consortium B to serve us?"

"... "

"... "

As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell into silence.

"Because you said so?" Bai Li tilted his head, smiled and shrugged.

"what?"

Obviously, the leopard-headed monster has transformed his entire body except his brain. It is actually a bit pitiful to hear such words coming out of his mouth.

"Asshole, are you kidding me?" Leopard Head was furious. He picked up the brick at his feet and threw it at the man in the robe and sunglasses.

Gin twitched his lips: "What is the boss thinking? Although these monsters are a little stronger, isn't it a bit abrupt to cooperate with such an organization?"

They are always smart villains.

The brick was so powerful that it had the force to break through the air, but the man in the robe and sunglasses was definitely not an mediocre person.

The man fell backwards in a handsome, elegant and calm manner, and the brick just brushed past his golden hair.

"What?!" Voltgar was shocked, "Brother, this guy is not simple."

"I can do that kind of moves, but..." The person who can make Gin admire him is no longer an ordinary person.

"Kisama! Nanimonada?!" The Leopard Head, who was shaking with anger, asked angrily after his attack missed.

"Kamen Rider passing by, remember this for me." He then began to make handsome poses, "Anan, play some powerful music for me!"

Anan in the system space looked at the God who was stuck in his middle school life with disdain, and then reluctantly played the BGM.

《Magic Live Black》

"Boss, he even brought a speaker with him?!"

A cloud of white mist filled the entire factory. Amid a slightly off-key male voice, the black guy shouted his name: "Masked Rider, Black."

A guy with a dark body, strong muscles, tall stature and overflowing power slowly emerged from the white mist.

"Boss! That's what's in the news..."

"A guy who can easily withstand a dump truck traveling at 90 miles per hour and remain unscathed?" Gin lit a cigarette and thought.

The knight walked out of the fog, making some unclear but very handsome gestures.

"Black! Damn Black!" Leopard Head took the lead and rushed towards Black.

"Should we help too?"

"No, our professions are not suitable. Let's deal with this guy." Gin was still thinking about this detective boy who dodged his club and kicked him on the arm.

The biggest characteristic of Gin is that he holds grudges, and he will take revenge!

Just as he was about to carry the unconscious Kudo Shinichi, who was most likely dead, a strange green motorcycle rushed out from the white mist that had not yet completely dissipated.

"Locusts!?" Gin was shocked, but still pulled the trigger of the Thompson submachine gun without changing his expression.

But it was of no use. The fact that the locomotive was unmanned was shocking enough. The bullets hit the combat locusts and bounced off.

Just like a weak grain of rice.

The motorcycle rushed straight towards Gin and the other man without any eyes, so they had to give up the idea of ​​feeding the detective boy to the fish.

"Anyway, that kid is going to die, so let him do whatever he wants." Gin thought irritably. His blood pressure has been high since he started dealing with Gorugom.

If it weren't for the boss's request, I would have returned to the free America and fought the cops.

That's what a gang is.

"Well done! Fighting locusts!" Bai Li shouted, holding the leopard's head with one hand and elbowing it hard on its hairy belly with the other. "Take him to safety."

Seeing the detective boy being rescued, Bai Li no longer had anything to worry about.

"Ola Ola Ola!" He made an invincible voice.

"Man!" Anan, who had read a lot of online books, made a loud noise.

"Pava is worthy of being called Black." Leopard Head regretted it. It should be said that he regretted it from the moment he rushed up.

I was so stupid, really. I was blinded by momentary anger and the desire to show off in front of my younger brothers.

He actually wanted to challenge the three numerical monsters created by Lao Deng himself.

My advantages are speed and agility!

"Don't give me a chance, black!" he said viciously.

"Stop talking nonsense and take my punch!" The black fist knocked it dizzy.

The hatred in my mind became clearer and clearer. Opportunity, just one chance!

"Three minutes are up?!" Bai Li paused, and the next moment he returned to the system space.

Nan Xiaoniao, who was still admiring and learning Bai Li's beating skills, felt dizzy and the next second he saw a frighteningly ugly face from a first-person perspective.

"Wow!" The girl responded with a punch, sending the monster flying.

"Good, good job, Xiaoniao!" That punch was probably not much less powerful than the Knight's Fist blessed by the power of the Emperor Stone.

The leopard-headed monster was lying on the ground foaming at the mouth, while the other men in black pulled the triggers in revenge.

It’s terrible, so terrible. This black knight is simply their nightmare!

The bullet, which was invincible, would be enough to suffocate an elephant even if it hit it, but hitting this black armor was like hitting a mountain.

"Damn it!"

Good news doesn't travel far, but bad news travels far and wide. The guys from the Black Organization must have not checked the calendar before going out. The sirens swaying in the distance seemed to be the last straw that broke the camel's back.

For a moment, they dropped their guns and armor, put their hands on their heads, and knelt obediently on the spot.

That kind of neat and uniform posture cannot be performed without rehearsing hundreds of times.

Their only wish at this moment is that the black monster who beat the Leopard Head Boss, whose head is harder than iron, until he vomited, will not extend his iron fist to them, the powerless little gangsters.

Gin and vodka are certainly not among them. They are not the kind of people who would beg for mercy from their enemies.

Between dying standing or dying on their knees, they chose...