Conan couldn't calm down even after Gin and Belmod left for a long time. The other children didn't feel anything just now, but facing Gin directly, he was under great pressure. If Belmod hadn't pulled Gin away, Okiya Subaru blocked it.

From Gin's sight, he was definitely paralyzed on the ground with his legs weak, and Conan's clothes were soaked now.

"What are you doing?!" While the children were being pushed away by Dr. Ali, Haihara Ai couldn't help but curse, "Do you know this will kill us?!" Not even Gin had the strength.

If you dare to stick a bug after knowing it clearly, does this kid know that the sky is high and the earth is high?

Gin, who didn't know how much of a shadow he had left on Conan, controlled the steering wheel with a cigarette in his mouth. Belmod in the passenger seat was also under great pressure. "Do you need me to check it myself?" Gin flicked the ashes of his cigarette.

, with a calm tone, he knew that Belmode might have concealed some information, but that kid was so bold that he dared to stick those things on him, did he really think he was a soft persimmon and pinched him whenever he wanted?

"I will check again." Bellmode, who was tricked by Conan, also lit a cigarette and tried to suppress the helplessness and powerlessness in his heart. Did Kudo Shinichi have an accurate understanding of his own abilities?

?It’s not necessarily safe to hide in the dark, but you still dare to play tricks with Gin head-on?

He sent Belmode back to the apartment and summoned Vodka to drive him. He went to Osaka just for a cleanup mission organized by the organization and had nothing to do with the God Killer.

Gin is serious about performing his mission, and he is also serious about not wanting to encounter some troublesome people.

"Brother, where are you going next?" Vodka threw the half-dead mission target into the trunk of the Porsche 356a.

"Find a place for interrogation." Gin took out a cigarette and lit it, his voice was clear and his tone was vague. After entering the organization, Gin rarely did interrogation himself. On the one hand, it was too troublesome, and on the other hand, it was unnecessary.

There are people responsible for interrogation inside, and Gin has no interest in torturing these people. Outside, all interrogations are done by vodka.

Once the required information is obtained, these mission targets are worthless. A fire or a bomb destroys the corpses and traces, and the culprit goes free.

The Porsche 356a was parked on the side of the road. Gin was leaning on the driver's seat and reading emails on his phone. Vodka went to buy a lunch box. There were many trivial tasks in Osaka. While Gin was completing the tasks, he was also waiting for a group of uninvited guests.

"Brother, the police are searching a large area." Vodka came over carrying two disposable lunch boxes. He was wearing sunglasses and couldn't see clearly his expression, but his tone was not good. People like them naturally don't like to deal with the police, "It seems

Some kind of serial murderer appeared."

The police's large-scale activities will definitely affect Gin's mission, "Go back first." Gin has no intention of committing crimes against the wind. Those are not urgent tasks, and it won't be a problem to leave them alone for a few days. The safety of the organization comes first, Gin

I don’t want the police to know about the existence of the organization. As for the Godslayers, they are a group of existences that are even more secretive than the organization. It is impossible for them to come out and act under such circumstances.

After returning to Tokyo overnight, Vodka was a little overwhelmed. Driving is a task that requires concentration. After running around for a day, Vodka was a little exhausted, so he was sent back to sleep by gin.

Gin walked along the alley, and after tying up his hair slowly, he put one hand in his pocket and lowered the brim of his hat with the other. His pine green eyes were as calm as dead water, and he calmly paid attention to the movement behind him.

There are currently eight of them, and three are still missing. Even so, it is not an easy battle. Gin does not dare to be careless. They are all desperadoes, and they can definitely fight for their lives.

Guns are of little use in close combat nowadays, and the dagger appears silently on the cuff. Gin's pace is still as steady as a mountain, unhurried, and his body is still tense, ready to attack at any time.

If it's a single-handed battle, Gin will definitely win, but eight versus one, and the Godslayer has received team training, so there is basically no situation of cheating teammates. There are alleys extending in all directions, no street lights, no pedestrians, Gin's footsteps

After a pause, he suddenly turned sideways to avoid the fatal blow from behind.

This is definitely not a fair battle. The eight god-slayers who cooperated with each other and had full combat power surrounded Gin within a fixed range. There was no grand scene of gunfire and bullets, but it was still full of danger. The swords and swords were also very interesting to watch.

Of course, from God’s perspective.

Gin leaned back, narrowly avoiding the sickle that slashed across his throat. He put one hand on the ground and kicked away the three people next to him. He rolled on the spot, dodged the long knife and hit the person next to him with his left fist.

At the knee joint, a shattered spleen would indeed cause death, but it would take time. He held the dagger in his right hand and stabbed it directly into his temple. He turned his wrist and the moment he pulled out the dagger, his brains also flowed out. One person died, and seven others

indivual.

Seven people, one with a sickle, one with a long knife, another with a chain, one with a bolas, one with a steel rod, one with a spear, one with a hidden weapon, the dead one was holding

A sword.

Gin kicked up the sword on the ground and took it in his hand, blocked the attack of the steel rod with his backhand, grabbed the spear with the other hand, spun in a circle and used the steel rod and spear to knock away the others, and then let go and knocked away the others.

The two of them threw themselves out, followed closely by their swords, and stuck their spears on the wall so that they could not move.

Six.

He picked up a spear and knocked away several hidden weapons, and then he collided head-on with the steel rod. The meteor hammer hit Gin's head directly. He had no choice but to give up the confrontation and avoid the big iron ball. The chain jumped from the top of his head, trying to

The chokehold, the meteor hammer attacked Gin again, and several hidden weapons blocked Gin's retreat.

The threat of death did not change Gin's expression at all. The hidden weapon was 100% poisonous. If the meteor hammer hit the iron, it would definitely hang on him. Even if he was chained, he would not be able to escape.

Gin held the dagger in front of his throat with his backhand, blocking the chain. He struck back with his elbow and shifted his feet. The two of them instantly switched places, allowing the chain to block the hidden weapon and bolas. His brains burst open and the chain fell to the ground.

There are five more - sickle, long knife, meteor hammer, steel hybrid, and hidden weapon.

The sickle slashed towards the head, the long knife swept horizontally, the cross-shaped attack, and the concealed weapon blockade, the meteor hammer was ready to go, it was another death situation.

The one who played with hidden weapons was really annoying. He kicked away the spear next to him and jumped up suddenly, stepping on the long knife to avoid the sickle. At the same time, he inserted the dagger into the head of the long knife, and the meteor hammer hit him head-on. Ginjiu kicked him.

He kicked away the long knife and watched the hammer sweep in front of his eyes.

It's a pity that the spear was dodged by a hidden weapon and he didn't die.

From eight people to four people, Gin also spent a lot of energy and had several brushes with death.

Gin avoided the head-on impact of the iron ball, but could not completely avoid the vertical harvest of the scythe. The scythe slashed his chest. Gin turned his head to avoid the hidden weapon. The bulletproof vest was full of stars. Otherwise, he would have died if he had just taken it.

Seriously injured.

Just as the sickle avoided it, the long knife followed closely behind, the steel rod swept across the ground, and the meteor hammer fell from the top of the head again. The hidden weapon hiding behind was ready to go. Gin grabbed the handle of the sickle and jerked it towards him.

Pull it, jump up to avoid the iron rod, kick it on the head of the sickle, and the blade hidden in the sole of the shoe pops out.

There are three more.

Gin is holding the scythe, like the god of death reaping life. His pine green eyes are cold and lonely, as if he is walking from the abyss, stepping on the mountains of blood and bones, and the mountains of corpses and seas of blood. This is what dominates the situation in the darkness.

, the devil who controls wind and rain.

The meteor hammer hit again, and Gin jumped up from the wall next to him. He resisted the blow of the iron bar and was injured in exchange for his life. The sickle cut the meteor hammer in half. As a price, Gin's right forearm bone was broken, but he remained

It is a habit to wear wrist braces, otherwise it will not be an ordinary fracture. Learn about comminuted fractures.

The bones in his right hand are broken, so he can no longer use his right hand, but it doesn't matter. It's the same if he holds the sickle with his left hand.

The long knife struck again, and the man hiding behind also took the dagger and started to go to the front line. The sickle got stuck on the long knife, and Gin kicked the opponent's wrist with the force of the jam. The bones were definitely broken and he couldn't run away.

The long knife fell to the ground and was kicked away by Gin. The dagger stabbed Gin's left hand holding the scythe. Gin used the scythe to harvest the life, but the hidden weapon also threw a dart at the last moment, forcing Gin.

He let go of the sickle and took a few steps back.

Now it's one-on-one, and both of them have lost one arm, and they don't have long-range attack weapons.

Then let's fight in close combat.

If Gin is in a state of complete victory, a one-on-one battle will definitely be close to a crushing victory, but he has already consumed a lot of energy, and now he can only gain the upper hand.

The long sword and sickle couldn't be used, so daggers and the like came in handy. Both of them injured their right hands, so they both attacked each other's right side crazily.

The dagger scraped across the neck, leaving a trail of blood. Gin left a wound on the opponent's right shoulder. The long knife attacked Gin with his broken right hand, not caring whether he would be killed. The dagger struck Gin crazily.

Poke and scratch on the body.

Fight life with life.

Gin himself was not a particularly life-loving person. The opponent didn't care about his injuries, and he completely gave up his defense, like two wild beasts, desperately trying to tear the enemy into pieces.

The pine green eyes were flashing with a strong dark color at this moment. The blood and pain not only did not make them stop, but made them even crazier. The Godslayers were a group of madmen created by humans, and Gin was almost the same.

The blood stimulated his senses. Gin suddenly stretched out his right hand to grab the enemy's weapon, and stabbed the dagger directly into his throat with his left hand. The sword fell down with his eyes open.

Gin let go of his right hand holding the dagger. The wound was deep, but given his physical condition, he would be able to recover after a while.

There were corpses all over the ground, with blood and brains mixed together. Gin was the only one standing. Even though he was injured, he survived.
Chapter completed!