Conan's Exorcist Detective

Chapter 116 This wave is a meat bomb onion chicken

Holy crap! It's a dead end?!

Haruhiko Kousaka looked at the yellow warning sign with "Under Construction" written across the middle of the road and felt a little surprised.

A large hole was dug in the road behind the warning sign.

There was a pipe cut into two pieces in the pit, some tools were thrown casually at the edge of the pit, and there were several bags of something piled in the corner that was not sure whether it was cement or lime.

The width of this deep pit is seven or eight meters. There is no way to jump from here to the other side. The depth is just enough that people cannot climb out if they jump in.

Is it prepared to make things difficult for me, Fat Tiger?
Haruhiko was speechless.

But it was impossible to turn around and leave at this time, because Jidao behind him had caught up with him.

Although the Yakuza stood about seven or eight meters away from Haruhiko and the others, not daring to come up, they showed no signs of retreating.

It seems that the intimidating power Haruhiko displayed just now could only barely block them at the entrance of the alley and prevent them from coming up.

After all, the Yakuza also need to maintain their reputation.

If Haruhiko were to escape in this situation, he would probably have his fingers cut off when he returned, right?

"What should we do?" Sato Miwako came over and whispered.

Haruhiko roughly assessed the situation and realized that it might not be easy to break through and escape with the steel pipe in his hand. Moreover, new Yakuza kept coming from behind, and even if he stood there and let him chop them for a while, he would not be able to chop them all off.

I still have to find a way to escape.

He kept looking around, looking for a possible escape route.

At this moment, Kondo Masaru and his men arrived at the scene.

Kondo Katsu parted the crowd and walked to the front, cigarette in hand. "You damn woman, you actually dared to sneak in and steal things. You really don't take our Kondo Group seriously, do you?"

Sato Miwako said coldly: "Do you know the consequences of attacking a criminal police officer?"

Meiwako has no other choice now and can only try to use this threat to make the other party afraid.

"What are you talking about, miss? Aren't you just a pizza delivery guy? We deal with several people like you every month." Kondo Masaru spat his cigarette on the ground and waved his hand, "Come on!"

The younger brothers behind him were about to rush forward.

"Wait a moment!"

Haruhiko shouted.

Kondo Katsu raised his hand again to stop the person behind him. "Oh? Does this brave young man have anything to say?"

"I want to duel with you and decide the winner in a yakuza way." Haruhiko threw the steel pipe in his hand to the ground, and asked Sato Miwako for a machete, waving it in front of him a few times.

"What a brave boy." Kondo Katsu exclaimed and fell into deep thought.

Haruhiko waited for the other party's reply while looking around for any escape routes.

"Okay, if you can beat me, I'll let you and this woman go..." Kondo Masaru stretched out his voice, then revealed a mocking smile, "You thought I would say that, right?"

Haruhiko looked at him coldly.

Kondo continued, “I’m sorry, but the world of the Yakuza is much crueler than you can imagine, kid.

Not only will you die today, but your presence forced me to shoot you, so I intend to give you a little punishment before you die.

"Who is this...waitress at the pizza shop to you? A friend? A lover? A suitor?"

Haruhiko raised his eyebrows but said nothing.

Miwako Sato subconsciously hid behind Haruhiko.

Kondo Katsu pointed at the group of Yakuza behind him and said, "Did you see that? The people behind me will take turns venting their dissatisfaction on her, and you can only watch the person you want to protect being destroyed without being able to resist.

Of course, if you want to join, I can still make an exception."

Haruhiko looked at the other person coldly, as if a fire was burning in his heart, but he knew that now was not the time to act on impulse.

If you fail to defeat the opponent after charging forward, you will really have to enter the victim's plot line.

It would be better to die here.

The best option now is to escape from here.

After all, judging from the other party's attitude of having invested a lot of money, being able to escape successfully would be the biggest blow to this group of people.

"Tsk, boring guy, I thought you would rush over." Kondo Katsu spat on the ground, "Come on!"

The Yakuza rushed forward.

Haruhiko hadn't originally intended to pin his hopes on this group of guys, and his previous talk of a competition was just an attempt to buy time.

Seeing the enemies rushing up, Haruhiko turned around and ran to the lime woven bag in the corner of the wall, cut a few marks on it with the knife in his hand, and then raised it above his head.

"Get down!" Haruhiko shouted.

Just as she was about to fight to the death with the Yakuza, Sato Miwako immediately squatted down.

A woven bag filled with lime flew over her head and hit Jidao who was rushing towards her, causing a cloud of dust to rise into the sky.

This move temporarily stopped the attack of the Yakuza.

Haruhiko did the same thing again and threw all the woven bags piled on the ground over.

The alley seemed to have been hit by a smoke bomb, covered in white powder, and the sounds of coughing and shouting were endless.

When Kondo Katsu and his men arrived in front of the big pit under the magical attack of lime, they were dumbfounded.

"Where are the people?!" Kondo asked angrily.

The younger brothers around him were also confused. This was the only way out in the alley, and there were more companions outside who had not come in yet. It was impossible to let that guy slip away.

At this moment, a sharp-eyed yakuza suddenly shouted: "Boss, there!"

At this time, a lot of lime in the air was blown away by the wind.

Kondo Katsu looked in the direction his subordinate pointed and saw the boy as expected.

He was actually running on the roof.

Are you a ninja?

"What are you standing there for? Chase him! I don't believe he won't come down." Kondo Katsu stamped his feet and cursed angrily: "Damn it! When I catch him, I will chop off his hands and feet!"

The Yakuza swarmed out of the alley again and followed Haruhiko's escape route.

...

Haruhiko held Miwako's hand and ran between the rooftops.

Because there are a lot of old buildings nearby.

They are of different heights, which is very suitable for parkour.

However, having said that, some obstacles piled on the roof forced the two to stop and climb from time to time, so their escape speed was not actually particularly fast.

Soon, a clever Yakuza came around and tried to climb onto the roof.

But Haruhiko always stepped on the opponent's fingers clinging to the eaves in advance to stop the enemy's intention.

Seeing this, Miwako Sato followed suit.

But there were too many Yakuza members, and soon many of them who had escaped the net formed a large pursuit team, chasing Haruhiko and the others on the roof.

Haruhiko couldn't just leisurely snap his fingers anymore, so he had to focus all his energy on parkour.

Haruhiko and Miwako were very fast, and the enemies behind them were not slow either.

However, a "fault" soon appeared in the house under my feet.

The roof opposite is a bit far away, and I'm not sure if I can jump over it.

However, if they stop, it will definitely turn into close combat, which will be very disadvantageous to them.

So Haruhiko took a few big strides and threw his body into the air.

Then, it landed precisely on the roof opposite.

After landing, he was afraid that Sato Miwako would not be able to jump over, so he stood here with his arms open to catch her.

However, perhaps because Sato Miwako was lighter, she actually jumped higher than Haruhiko.

This also caused Haruhiko to misjudge the location.

Miwako Sato rode directly on his face and gave him a solid blow.

But Haruhiko didn't have time to enjoy this beautiful moment.

Because the pursuers behind him were also preparing to jump over here.

Haruhiko looked around and found a box of beer bottles in the corner, so he quickly picked up the bottles and smashed them on the ground next to the eaves.

The ground was covered with broken glass, and if the enemy jumped over, they would be tortured by the glass shards first.

The enemy indeed hesitated.

The gangsters stood opposite, looking at each other, but no one jumped over here.

Although the Yakuza didn't dare to jump over, they used the steel pipes and daggers in their hands as throwing weapons and threw them towards Haruhiko.

Haruhiko dodged the first wave of weapons, which hit the roof with a crackling sound.

Then Haruhiko was inspired by the other party.

Suddenly I remembered that I could also use throwing weapons, and he even had a throwing expertise skill.

Haruhiko did it as soon as he thought of it. He picked up a wine bottle and threw it over, knocking down an enemy directly.

No one else has reacted yet.

Haruhiko found that the accuracy and force with which he threw the bottle had greatly improved.

So he used the beer bottles on the ground to launch a saturation attack on the Yakuza on the opposite side, forcing the enemy to be unable to raise his head.

Haruhiko was having fun when Miwako tugged at his clothes and said, "Stop playing. There's someone else coming up over there."

"Oh, okay." But Qingyan looked down and saw that there was still a wine bottle in his hand.

He didn't know if it was a side effect of the skill, but he always felt uncomfortable if he didn't throw the bottle away.

However, the Jidao on the opposite side no longer dared to show up.

Haruhiko took two steps forward, trying to find some unlucky guy in the alley, but then he spotted Kondo Masaru directing his men to climb the wall in the distance.

Although the distance is a bit far, it is worth trying.

If we can knock down this little boss, we can also delay the enemy's offensive to a certain extent.

Haruhiko threw the bottle high into the air.

The wine bottle drew a high parabola in the air and landed accurately on Kondo Katsu's head.

Kondo Katsu fell straight to the ground.

Haruhiko: Great!
But Kondo Katsu quickly got up again.

He yelled at his younger brother on the roof in front of him, "Whoever threw the bottle hit me on the head."

"Boss, we don't have any bottles here?" The younger brother on the roof looked innocent.

"Who are you if not you?"

"Boss, could it be that kid who threw it?"

"Assholes, how could that guy hit me from such a distance? It's you bastards. Once I find out who it is, I will cut off his fingers and eat them with wine." Kondo Masaru took his hand off his head and took a look. "Shit, it's bleeding."

Haruhiko had no time to enjoy the farce of Kondo Katsukazu and his men.

He took advantage of the gap in the enemy's pursuit and ran to the highway by the sea with Sato Miwako.

But it's still on the roof, but the houses nearby are relatively high, and the blue sea gives people a refreshing feeling.

Seeing that there were no Yakuza surrounding them for the time being, Miwako prepared to jump down.

"Wait a moment."

Haruhiko stopped her.

Sato Miwako was stunned. "What's wrong? Staying here isn't a long-term solution. If they send more people to surround the house, we'll be stuck."

Haruhiko pointed to a place not far away.

At the end of the coastal road, a truck was approaching slowly.

Meiwazi's eyes lit up: "You mean jump out of the car and run away?"

Haruhiko nodded, "That's right, we probably won't be able to shake off these people just by running."

Sato Miwako thought about it for a moment and thought this was a good idea: "Okay, let's do it."

While the two were talking, the enemy behind them had already caught up with them.

Haruhiko used the steel pipe in his hand as a projectile, throwing it at the enemy behind him, finally delaying a wave of pursuit.

Then, together with Sato Miwako, he jumped into the truck bed, leaving the Yakuza dumbfounded behind.

This is a small truck with the bed full of cargo covered with a tarpaulin, so it is difficult to see what is being transported.

However, judging from the feeling of it being hit, it might be something like a piece of wood.

The moment the two men fell into the truck bed, the truck driver noticed something was wrong.

A wrinkled, fierce-looking face peeked out from the cab: "What's going on with you two? Are you filming a movie?"

Haruhiko didn't expect that the other party didn't stop the car out of fear. He had originally planned to get into the driver's seat and use threats and inducements.

It seems that it is not necessary.

Miwako Sato climbed over the tarpaulin and explained to the driver.

It was a pity that she didn't wear a skirt today. Haruhiko sighed as he looked at the round curve of her buttocks.

Haruhiko withdrew his gaze and looked behind him.

A large group of yakuza chased after them like zombies.

But unfortunately, they don't have the same bounce and physical strength as zombies, and they run out of energy after running a few steps.

Seeing the frustrating expression on his enemy's face, Haruhiko couldn't help but whistle in mockery.

At this time, Sato Miwako crawled back and sat down next to Haruhiko.

"How is it? Did you explain it clearly?" Haruhiko asked.

Miwako breathed a sigh of relief: "I didn't expect the driver to be a retired policeman. After I told him the situation, he agreed to help us get rid of the enemy."

"Really? He looks so fierce, I thought he was a yakuza." Haruhiko said in shock.

"Keep your voice down, it would be bad if someone heard you." Miwako placed her slender fingers on Haruhiko's lips.

A pleasant fragrance entered Haruhiko's nostrils.

Miwako noticed Haruhiko's strange expression and immediately withdrew her hand and glared at him.

Haruhiko thought, you can't blame me for this, it was you who put your hand over here.

At this moment, the driver suddenly shouted: "Hold on tight, we are about to turn."

As soon as he finished speaking, the car started to enter the curve.

Haruhiko immediately grabbed the railing behind him to steady himself.

Immediately afterwards, Sato Miwako's body slammed into his arms.

Meat Bomb Impact*2
But this time, Haruhiko was in no mood to harbor evil thoughts. After straightening Sato Miwako, he asked with concern, "Are you hurt?"

Normally, she would not be able to resist this level of tilting force.

Excluding the option of "throwing oneself into someone's arms" which has almost zero possibility.

Then the most likely scenario is that Miwako Sato was injured.

I can't control my body.

Sure enough, she pointed to her ankle with a painful expression.

Haruhiko sighed, but there was nothing he could do now. He could only wait until he was completely rid of that group of yakuza.

At this time, the uncle shouted again: "Another bend."

This time, Sato Miwako held on to the edge of the truck bed tightly, refusing to let Haruhiko take advantage of her again.

Haruhiko felt a little regretful and had to look away.

But it didn't matter when I looked, I found that the group of extreme gangsters had caught up with them again.

The yakuza got these modified motorcycles from somewhere.

Several people were squeezed into a car, but the speed did not slow down at all, and they slowly approached the small truck.

"It's really haunting you." Haruhiko turned to the driver and shouted, "Uncle, can you go any faster?"

"The accelerator is already floored."

Miwako looked worried: "What should we do? We'll be caught up sooner or later."

Haruhiko thought about it and decided that the best thing to do now was to fight back.

Prevent the other party from approaching before they completely force the pickup truck to stop.

But the main thing is that I don’t have any weapons around me.

Haruhiko looked around, then suddenly had an idea and lifted the black rainproof cloth, revealing bundles of sugarcane underneath.

Haruhiko's eyes lit up: "Uncle, can you lend me this sugarcane?"

The driver said: "This is a small business. Will the Metropolitan Police Department reimburse me?"

Miwako Sato immediately said, "No problem, we will bear all the losses."

The driver said: "All the sugarcane is yours."

Haruhiko smiled, took out a piece of sugarcane and weighed it in his hand.

The weight is acceptable, and he has the bonus of throwing proficiency. In addition, they are chasing on the road, so he can cause casualties by simply knocking the opponent off the motorcycle.

With the experience just now, he now has great confidence in his throwing ability.

at this time.

There was an exceptionally loud roar of a motor behind me.

Haruhiko saw a motorcycle with an exaggerated shape that was different from the other motorcycles coming out from the back of the motorcycle team.

The body of the car alone is several times larger than other cars, and is covered with Chinese characters such as "noisy and superior, I am the only one" and so on.

Sitting on the back of the motorcycle was Kondo Masaru, who was hit on the head with a beer bottle by Haruhiko.

Haruhiko also found that Kondo Katsu's head had been bandaged with gauze and fixed with a net bag to ensure that it would not fall off. He was also holding a large medical box in his arms.

Haruhiko wondered in his heart, has the Yakuza organization evolved to this level now?

Bringing a medical kit with you when you go out to fight, I’m afraid even the people in the Metropolitan Police Department are not that cautious, right?
Can be followed immediately.

Haruhiko's expression changed.

Because Kondo Katsu opened the large medical box and actually took out a shotgun from under a pile of medical equipment.

Haruhiko grabbed Sato Miwako's head.

boom!
The bullet shattered the tip of the sugarcane in Haruhiko's hand.

The smell of gunpowder immediately overwhelmed the pleasant fragrance on Sato Miwako's body.

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