The Daily Life of a Salted Fish Assassin in Anime Crossovers

However, the words that broke his defenses even further came out of Jiang Hang's mouth the next moment.

"Because I blocked the signals around the train, that's why your remote control stopped working."

Now, Keisuke Yamao's face turned even redder.

What? My remote control was fine all along? Was it controlled by the other party from the very beginning?

His gaze toward Jiang Hang became even more murderous.

It turns out it was all caused by this guy named Jiang Hang. If it weren't for him, his plan would have succeeded long ago!

And now that the other party has appeared here again, is it to continue trying to stop him?

No, he's only been out of prison for less than six months, and he doesn't want to go back to that damned place now.

Jiang Hang calmly watched the heartless prisoner's mental breakdown.

However, the other party had already realized the difference in strength between the two through the negotiation just now.

He glanced quickly at Hikawa Shogo, who was being brutally beaten to the ground by Muto Takehiko, gritted his teeth, and without hesitation turned around and ran towards the car outside the door.

Jiang Hang calmly reminded Mutō Takehiko to be careful with his strength, lest he actually kill someone.

Even if the other party came with murderous intent, if you don't want to be responsible for someone's death, a few more punches will be enough.

However, he could tell that Muto Takehiko had held back a little, and Hikawa Shogo was actually only in a worse state; his injuries weren't particularly serious.

After hearing Jiang Hang's reminder, Muto Takehiko's emotions calmed down a bit.

Looking at the bastard lying on the ground begging for mercy, he snorted, then punched him in the stomach, making him unable to stand up for a short time before stopping.

Jiang Hang then tossed the stun gun to Muto Takehiko, asking him to keep an eye on the guy until the police arrived.

Then he slowly walked outside the wooden house.

Seeing that Yamao Keisuke had taken the hunting rifle out of the car, and that the fear on his face had been completely covered by ferocity, Jiang Hang's smile became even brighter.

Come to think of it, it seems like it's been a while since he performed his signature act of splitting bullets with a knife.

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Chapter 585: The End

After getting the gun in his hand, Keisuke Yamao seemed to have regained a lot of confidence.

After all, in the worldview of ordinary people, how could a normal person possibly win a gunfight?

No matter how skilled a person is, if they are shot in a vital area, they cannot escape death.

Therefore, when he held the gun in his hand, a hint of cruelty and hatred involuntarily appeared on his face.

Although he hadn't wanted to use a gun and cause further trouble, at this point, he couldn't care less.

All he wants now is to kill Jiang Hang.

In any case, his plan had already failed from the very beginning.

This guy discovered his plan from the beginning. If he had told the cops about it, he would never have had the chance to find the jewelry he hid back then.

So what he's thinking now is to kill the guy in front of him who ruined his plans as soon as possible, then detonate the bomb on the dam, escape while the police are doing disaster relief, and then change his identity and go into hiding.

However, looking at the man in front of him, even now with his gun pointed at his heart, he still didn't show the slightest fear.

A barely perceptible worry arose in Yamao Keisuke's heart.

In his imagination, the man's face would show some panic or a desire to run away the moment he saw the gun in his hand.

But why didn't the other person feel scared?

There was even a hint of anticipation on his face.

What he's holding is a genuine hunting rifle!

Or was the other side confident that they could dodge the bullets?

Keisuke Yamao is no ordinary person, after all.

He spent eight years in prison.

I've also seen quite a few gang members in prison who came to take the blame for the big bosses' convictions.

This is a very common occurrence for gangs. Gang fights usually don't involve the police, but if it gets too big and the police have to get involved, they will naturally have to find someone to take the blame.

It was while talking to these scapegoats about gangsters that Yamao Keisuke heard a lot about legendary figures in the gangster world from them.

Those so-called "legends" were described by those people as having superhuman combat power, capable of taking on dozens of people single-handedly, and even ordinary firearms could not hit them at all.

Previously, Keisuke Yamao did not believe this claim and scoffed at it.

But now, looking at Jiang Hang's appearance, Yamao Keisuke began to have some doubts about his own ideas.

Thinking of this, Yamao Keisuke's hands trembled slightly at that moment.

"Aren't you going to fire?"

The next moment, Jiang Hang calmly asked a question.

Seeing that Yamao Keisuke's hands were trembling, Jiang Hang became somewhat impatient.

Was this guy intimidated by his own aura?

Wait a minute, he hasn't unleashed his full power yet.

"If you're not going to shoot, then I'm coming over."

Jiang Hang walked step by step toward the direction of Shanwei Creek.

This made Yamao Keisuke's resolve even more wavering.

But seeing Jiang Hang getting closer and closer, he knew he had no more time to think and had no choice but to fire!

"Oh!"

With the sound of a gunshot and the smell of gunpowder in the air, Jiang Hang couldn't help but frown.

"What kind of terrible marksmanship is this? You've been aiming for so long and you're still just missing the outline?"

The moment the bullet was fired, Jiang Hang's passive mind didn't react at all.

In other words, the gun wasn't even pointed at him at the moment the other party fired.

Jiang Hang took two more steps closer, standing about two meters away from the other person.

"Should I give you another chance?"

Standing there, he asked Yamao Keisuke a question.

This questioning tone made even the ruthless Yamao Keisuke break out in a cold sweat.

After missing that shot, his hand trembled even more violently.

By now, he is almost certain.

The man in front of me must have been confident enough to dodge bullets to make such a move.

His mental state deteriorated further.

"Is two meters still too far? In that case, how about this?"

Jiang Hang chuckled and took two more steps forward.

Now the distance between them was only about one meter.

The muzzle of the shotgun in the other person's hand was only a few dozen centimeters away from Jiang Hang's chest.

But Keisuke Yamao's reaction was even more intense.

He brandished his shotgun, warning Jiang Hang, "No, don't come any closer!"

Even if the previous shot was his own fault, he no longer had the courage to fire again.

All he wants now is to escape from this person's side.

"If you come any closer, I'm going to detonate those bombs!"

He issued a final threat to Jiang Hang.

He trembled as he reached into his pocket, trying to pull out his bomb remote control.

However, under these circumstances, he reached into the wrong pocket several times in a row.

Jiang Hang remained standing motionless beside him, then reminded the other person, "Is this what you're looking for?"

As Jiang Hang said this, he took out a remote control about the size of a mobile phone from his hand.

Keisuke Yamao could see clearly that it was indeed the remote control he had made.

When exactly did it fall into the hands of the other party?

Could it be those few seconds of brief contact they had in the room just now?

He had seen many skilled thieves in prison, but Jiang Hang's methods were probably even more advanced than theirs!

Yamao Keisuke's expression grew even more terrified, and he finally asked the question that had been asked by countless prisoners who had fallen into Jiang Hang's hands.

"Are you a human or a ghost?"

He has given up completely.

The other party didn't take the initiative to contact him before, so they probably never cared about him at all.

He shouldn't have come back after escaping; he should have just driven away now.

However, Jiang Hang seemed to see through his thoughts and calmly shook his head.

"You can't escape. Didn't you notice that two of your car's rear tires have blown out?"

Keisuke Yamao turned around in surprise. She had been so focused on finding the gun that she hadn't paid any attention to these things.

Moreover, with so much gunpowder and bombs inside the car, it's normal for it to be compressed to a lower position by the rear.

It wasn't until he looked back and examined the car closely that he realized that his two rear tires had been punctured and deflated at some point.

If he had tried to drive away in that car, he probably wouldn't have gotten very far in this snowy weather.