Cultivate a tenth generation

Time went back to more than an hour ago.

On the straight avenue, a white car that was normally driving in the middle of the road suddenly slowed down and stopped on the side of the road, causing the following cars to whistle frantically.

"What? Temporarily changed the mission location?" Judy looked at the boy sitting next to her in surprise, who was seriously adjusting the tracker on his glasses, and couldn't believe what she had just heard.

"The meaning of listening to Gin seems to be that the boss felt that bombing the venue was too ostentatious and would attract social attention, so he temporarily adjusted the plan and decided to adopt the method of sniping."

"Sniping... What about the mission location? Did he mention it?"

"A bridge code-named VaneB." Conan said in a heavy tone.

"Vane B... what does this mean?"

After contemplating for a while, Conan said, "I have some ideas."

"Vane means arrow in English, and there is probably only one bridge in the vicinity whose name is related to arrows—the Toriya Bridge in Toriya Town."

Judy's boss, James Black, heard what Conan said, frowned slightly and said solemnly: "So, those people decided to kill Mr. Domon when he passed the Toriya Bridge, right?"

"If I'm not mistaken, that's it... and my tracker also shows that they are getting closer to the Toriya Bridge."

Agreeing with Conan's conjecture, James stepped on the accelerator hard, and the white car drew a perfect arc on the road, turned around and drove towards the direction of the Toriya Bridge at high speed.

However, when they get there, they will find that there is no such thing as gin, Tumen Kanghui, or sniping.Yes, it's just a woman riding a black motorcycle with a tracker on her body.

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3 minutes left.

Conan, who thought he would die miserably, had already closed his eyes tightly, but after waiting for five or six seconds, he couldn't feel the slightest pain. Instead, he felt as if he was surrounded by a warm embrace. Carefully opened his eyes.

It was pitch black, but at this moment he was extremely sure that he was being held in someone's arms.The sideways head was pressed tightly against the man's chest, and his steady and powerful heartbeat could be clearly heard.

"Boom! Boom!" The voice brought him an infinite sense of security.

Just a little stunned, Conan immediately realized what happened - he was surrounded by bullets a few seconds ago!And the scene he saw just before he closed his eyes was the scene of Barolo running towards him!

So now, there is no doubt about who is holding him.

How can it be?Is he protecting me with his body?He was clearly an enemy, but he protected me?So many bullets!Wouldn't this person have been...?

Thinking of the terrible result, Conan suddenly pushed the man's chest away.He shouted anxiously: "Hey! Barolo! Ba——"

Then he stopped his words abruptly.

Tsunade looked at him with a smile on her face.Looking at this person's appearance, he doesn't look like he was seriously injured by a bullet.And there is still time to watch him laugh!

"Are you okay?" Tsuna patted Conan's small shoulder and asked.

"I'm fine, but you! Why..." How could you be unscathed?

After breaking away from the darkness just now, Conan had the time to carefully look at the young man standing up in front of him.

At some point, he actually put on a pure black cloak, decorated with golden coat of arms and chains, which looked expensive.The golden coat of arms seemed to be engraved with some complicated patterns, but it was impossible to see clearly at Conan's height.

Leaving aside the sudden black cloak, what surprised Conan was the bullets that fell all over the ground around the two of them.Looking carefully, the front ends of those bullets still had marks caused by hitting something extremely hard, as if an iron wall had just invisiblely protected them.

Conan didn't know what to say anymore, he felt that everything in front of him was unreal, so he had to use his expression to tell Gang Ji how confused he was at the moment.

Gangji lowered his head and looked at Conan's appearance of being shocked, and routinely uttered a nonsense: "This is just magic."

Conan: Huh, magic?Are you lying to a child?This is all about magic!

Of course, besides Conan, there are more than a dozen hooded faces around.The bodyguards who just shot looked at their guns subconsciously, wondering if they had thrown away the live ammunition clips when they went out today, and replaced them with BB bullets.

When Gang Ji stood up intact and faced Tumen Kang Hui again, the bodyguards and police who surrounded him took a step back vigilantly.

At this moment, this young man in a black cloak undoubtedly turned into a dangerous beast in front of them. Even though the number of people on their side completely occupied the advantage, no one dared to act rashly anymore.

"Mr. Tumen, time is very urgent, may we have a good talk now?"

Gang Ji looked at the middle-aged man behind everyone.Although Tsunaki looked calm and demeanor calmly, but thinking of the time limit given to him by gin, his palms were soaked with sweat unknowingly.

Tumen Kang Hui separated from the bodyguards in front of him and stood up.

Undoubtedly, the scene just now also shocked him greatly: no one saw clearly how the young man punched and knocked down the bodyguard, and no one knew how he survived the heavy bullets unscathed.He had every reason to believe that if that person wanted to take his own life, these people standing here at this moment would absolutely be unable to stop him.

Therefore, in his judgment, the purpose of this terrifying young man was not to kill him, otherwise he would not have made so many unnecessary actions and repeatedly asked for dialogue.

This is why he can stand up so calmly.

"Tell me about your purpose." Tumen Kanghui said.

"There is a bomb/bomb in this venue, there are about three minutes left... No, it will explode in less than 2 minutes."

"What did you say!"

Hearing Tsunayoshi's astonishing words, the people around suddenly became commotion.Tumen Kanghui's face turned pale as well, he never thought that his life was always in danger.

"If you want to run, then the innocent people in this whole building will think of you as dead ghosts."

Although it may be a bit despicable, in order to prevent accidents at this special time, Gang Ji had no choice but to take advantage of Tumen Kanghui's sense of justice for the sake of the people.

Tumen Kanghui said solemnly: "I won't run away... What is your purpose?"

"I'm here to give you a way out."

"Life?"

Before Gangji could continue speaking, a policeman yelled, "You bastard! Tell me! Where did you put the bomb?"

The policeman asked the question that everyone present wanted to ask, but the tone of the question made Gangji slightly frowned.But he didn't take any action, just said: "The bomb/bomb is placed in the depressions of all the dinner plates distributed in the venue, you can check it."

A policeman immediately picked up a dinner plate and turned it over to observe, and sure enough, he found traces of bombs.The miniature bomb/bomb installed under the plate is small in size, even if someone sees it, they may ignore it as some kind of decoration, but such a bomb/bomb is more difficult to deal with than the large bomb/bomb, after all it There are so many and widely distributed that it is impossible to dispose of them all in time.

Now, no one present dared to ignore what Gang Ji said.

So he looked at Tumen Kanghui and said:

"If you want to survive, please do as I say—first, let everyone leave except this little boy and those two policemen over there."

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Gin held the detonator in his hand, staring at the location of the Mihua Hotel.

The night wind became bitterer, making his robe rattle.

The news came half an hour ago that Keir, who was sent by him to execute the plan of smacking east and west, was taken away because of a chase with someone on the road and was seriously injured.

It may be considered a good achievement for such a major plan to compromise only one cadre, but he is really not in a good mood. The BOSS just called to ask him why he didn't detonate the bomb/bomb as planned, but he prevaricated with a random reason.

——This mysterious boss can always get all the news at the first time, which always makes Gin feel like being spied on.

He glanced down at his watch.

18: 09.

He didn't quite understand why the BOSS was in such a hurry to detonate the explosion/bomb, but he had already disobeyed the order once. If the BOSS hadn't seen the fireworks by the tenth hour, it is estimated that what Gin Jiu was about to face was his monstrous rage.

He wasn't afraid, he just found it troublesome.

The second hand broke through the number "12" and began to rotate clockwise at a constant speed.There is no doubt that when it reaches "12" again, it is time for gin to press the button in his hand.

"Tsk."

"What? Don't want to part with Barolo?" Belmode, who was standing aside, heard the smack of gin, and said in a playful tone.

She took a deep breath of the cigarette in her hand, and threw the half of the cigarette butt that was almost burned to the finger on the ground.Looking over in the hazy night, she could find that a lot of cigarette butts and ash had accumulated at her feet.

Chianti and Cohen keep watch with night vision goggles and sniper/guns in hand.Bourbon stood far away from several people, with his arms folded and his head bowed, wondering what he was thinking.Vodka followed Bourbon closely, glancing at the statue-like man from time to time.

The second hand passed the "6" position, but the man did not come out of the hotel.

The second hand passed the "9" position, and the man did not come out of the hotel.

The second hand passed the "11" position, and everything was still so quiet.

"How stupid."

Gin sneered and cursed in a low voice, his thumbs covered the buttons of the controller.

Barolo, if you weren't stupid enough to walk into a meeting place full of bombs by yourself and try to turn things around and save hundreds of lives by yourself, then maybe you wouldn't end up in pieces now Yes—my interest in you may last a few more days.

The second hand passed the "12" position again.

"call out!"

A sudden bullet pierced the night and accurately hit the bomb/bomb controller in Gin's hand. When the controller was destroyed, Gin's hand was hurt by the high-speed bullet.He supported his slightly trembling left hand with his right hand, but looked in the direction of the bullet with sharp eyes.

It was pitch black and nothing could be seen.

He snatched Cohen's night vision goggles and sniper/gun, and turned his head suddenly to look for the sniper.

At this angle, at this orientation, the bullet could only have come from that building—the tall building about 300 yards away!

The distance is not too far, but with such terrifying precision in the dark night, Gin can only think of one person——

Akai Shuichi, the FBI undercover agent, his old enemy.

Sure enough, a moment later he saw the figure in the knitted hat in the sniper scope.

Gin immediately pulled the trigger in his hand, but Shuichi Akai was faster than him.The silver bullet drew a perfect trajectory in the air and rushed towards the gin. He had a premonition and tilted his head slightly, but the bullet still scratched his lower eyelid.

"Big brother!"

Seeing this, Vodka didn't care what happened to Bourbon, and hurried to Gin's side.After the others realized that their side was being sniped, they reacted as quickly as possible, gathered towards Gin from all directions, and prepared to retreat.

"My dear old enemy, and Mr. Lover, don't rush to run away."

Akai Xiuyi, who was several hundred meters away, smiled at the corner of his mouth, looked at Gin Jiu in the mirror who was about to retreat, and pulled the trigger again.

He didn't know if it was the silver bullet that could penetrate the heart of the tissue, but at this moment he believed that the silver bullet he shot was about to penetrate Gin's heart.

The bullet pierced the air and shot straight at the silver-haired man not far away with the breath of gunpowder. It was impossible for Gin to dodge such a short distance.

However, accidents always happen.

Just like in the venue, the orange fire flashed before everyone's eyes like a sudden illusion, and the next second, the bullet hit a seemingly soft black cloth.

It seems to be a scene where an egg hits a rock, but it is not necessarily who is the egg and who is the rock-it is not the very ordinary-looking black cloth that is torn apart, but the bullet made of tungsten steel that can penetrate the armor!

Maybe a few seconds late, but Tsuna did his job and made it to this final showdown.