I'm in Conan, I'm not a gangster

Chapter 253: Capturing Akai Shuichi (Part 2)
Damn it?

RPG rocket?
Did that gangster really carry this thing with him?

Through the rearview mirror, Shuichi Akai saw the gangster leaning half of his body out, with a dark green RPG rocket launcher on his shoulder.

"Damn it!" His face changed drastically and he couldn't help cursing. Then he quickly changed gears with his right hand and held the steering wheel tighter with his left hand.

He could clearly see the gangster adjusting his shooting angle, the rocket launcher's tube glowing coldly in the rain.

At this moment, an orange-red flame gushed out from the tail of the rocket launcher, drawing a dazzling track in the rainy night.

The approaching rocket was reflected in Shuichi Akai's pupils, and time seemed to freeze at this moment.

"It's now!"

Akai Shuichi suddenly turned the steering wheel to the left and pulled the handbrake. The tires of the Chevrolet rubbed against the slippery ground violently, making a sharp scream.

The car body tilted violently under the action of centrifugal force and almost overturned.

Shuichi Akai gripped the steering wheel tightly, feeling the vibration of every inch of the car body!

He watched the rocket, carrying the breath of death, pass through the back seat window and whizz past the window on the other side.

The distance was so close that Shuichi Akai could even feel the hot air flow brought by the projectile passing through the air.

Cold sweat oozed from his forehead and his back was completely wet, but he did not dare to relax his hands at all.

"boom!"

The rocket exploded in front of the vehicle, and the huge shock wave caused the vehicle body to shake violently.

The windshield was instantly covered with fine cracks, and the wiper was shaken to one side.

Shuichi Akai gritted his teeth and stepped on the accelerator before the car body was completely stable. The Chevrolet jumped out like a wounded beast.

In the rearview mirror, the black Mazda was still chasing closely, and one of the tires was sparking wildly.

Akai Shuichi felt his heartbeat was still alarmingly fast, and secretly thanked himself for being decisive and blowing up the opponent's tire, otherwise, he would have been caught up by now! !

He was just about to take this opportunity to distance himself, but out of the corner of his eye he saw the gangster fire another rocket! !
"Fuck!!" Shuichi Akai couldn't help but curse and instinctively slammed on the brakes. The tires rubbed violently against the wet ground, making a sharp scream.

But it was too late.

"boom!"

The shell exploded less than ten meters away from the front of the car. The huge shock wave was like an invisible giant hand, overturning the entire Chevrolet.

Shuichi Akai felt like he was in a washing machine, the head was spinning and the world was spinning wildly before his eyes.

The windshield shattered instantly under the impact, and tiny glass fragments flew everywhere like bullets.

His head banged against the roof of the car, the seat belt cut deeply into his shoulders, and his internal organs seemed to be thrown out of his body.

The vehicle rolled in the air three times, and each time it hit the ground, it was accompanied by a sharp sound of twisting metal.

In the end, the Chevrolet rolled sideways and slid for more than ten meters before crashing heavily into the guardrail on the side of the road before stopping.

The interior of the car was a mess, all the airbags were deployed, and warning lights were flashing on the dashboard.

Shuichi Akai felt his whole body was in pain, and warm liquid was flowing down his forehead.

He suppressed the dizziness and with great effort unbuckled his seat belt with his tenacious willpower, then fell heavily on the deformed car door.

"Cough cough." He spat out a mouthful of blood foam and tried to keep himself awake.

The dripping sound of fuel leakage could be heard by my ears, which meant that a secondary explosion could occur at any time.

Shuichi Akai gritted his teeth and used all his strength to kick open the deformed car door.

The rain hitting his face brought him a sense of clarity. He climbed out of the car with difficulty, and felt a sharp pain in his right leg, which might be a fracture.

But he didn't care about that and just stood up by holding on to the car body.

However, at this time, the roar of the car was getting closer and closer, and the black Mazda had stopped in front of him. Click.

Shiraishi Hui got out from the passenger seat.

He saw Shuichi Akai reaching for his waist and trying to resist, so he punched him hard in the face.

With a bang, Akai Xiu fell straight to the ground and was completely motionless.

Miyamoto Yumi, who was in the car, saw this scene and her face turned pale instantly, without a trace of blood.

The other party was so ruthless and had weapons of mass destruction like RPG.

What if the other party kills me, then the money will still belong to him, right?

She began to regret being so obsessed with money.

I'm afraid I have no money to spend even if I earn it! !

Just when Miyamoto Yumi was panicking, Shiraishi E had already dragged Akai Shuichi to the back seat of the car and said, "Drive!"

"Go...go...where to?" Yumi Miyamoto swallowed nervously, gripped the steering wheel tightly, and dared not mention money again.

"Let's find a place where there is no one." Shiraishi Hui said as she bought some hemostatic drugs from the Bandit Mall and began to apply them to Akai Shuichi.

Otherwise, people would die before they even reach the destination.

"Okay... okay." Yumi Miyamoto didn't dare to refute, nor did she mention the flat tire. She drove out of the city in fear and worry.

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Wow————

A bucket of cold water was poured on Shuichi Akai's body. The biting cold was like millions of fine needles, instantly piercing every inch of Shuichi Akai's skin.

His body twitched violently, and his consciousness was suddenly pulled back to reality from the chaotic darkness.

Wow——————

Another bucket of ice water was poured over his head, the water dripping down his black hair and soaking his already tattered shirt.

Akai Shuichi was shaking violently, his teeth chattering uncontrollably, making a "crackling" sound. There were drops of water hanging on his eyelashes, and every blink was like lifting a thousand-pound curtain.

The air in the abandoned factory was cold and damp, and the pale fluorescent lights flickered overhead, casting flickering shadows.

"Finally woke up?" a hoarse voice sounded in front of him.

Shuichi Akai raised his head with difficulty, water dripping down his chin. His vision was still a little blurry, but he could already see clearly that there was a slender woman standing in front of him.

She was holding an empty bucket in her hand, and her face was full of anxiety and panic.

Miyamoto Yumi quickly explained: "No... It's none of my business. He asked me to splash it! Don't blame me."

Shuichi Akai could feel his body temperature rapidly draining away. His wet clothes stuck to his body and every gust of cold wind was as painful as a knife.

But his eyes were still sharp as he looked at the gangster beside him.

He knew that the interrogation had just begun, and he had to stay awake and wait for that fleeting opportunity to fight back!
Shiraishi looked at Akai Shuichi who was lying there motionless, chuckled, and said, "Okay, stop pretending in front of me. I know you are not injured."

"I know you, Rye Whiskey... this injury won't paralyze you."

"…………" Shuichi Akai didn't expect that the bandit knew him so well.

There was no point in continuing to pretend, so he simply jumped up and straightened his clothes.

This made Yumi Miyamoto, who was standing by, dumbfounded and unbelievable!
After such a serious car accident, with a bloody head and a punch, he can wake up full of energy and vitality?

This is unscientific! !

(End of this chapter)