Conan: What's wrong with my Yan Shuangying's painting style?

The intense physical exhaustion made it impossible for him to maintain his previous ease. After all, he was not even a real soldier. The reason he was able to master rifle shooting was because the country he came from did not have the same strict gun restrictions as Japan.

It can even be said that his skills were honed step by step by the fire of revenge burning in his heart.

Compared with the bandit group Mr. Mouth, which has been able to fight continuously in Beika Town for a whole year and has not been killed by the outstanding citizens of Beika Town, they are at most slightly better. It is already quite limited that they can hold on to this point now.

"……hateful."

The man in black felt the exhaustion and blood loss, and a look of unwillingness appeared in his eyes.

However, before he could make any counterattack, a strange voice was heard from the dust that was stirred up in the air.

"Oh? Really? Then I'd like to see how you're going to take over my name, Yan, and become the best spearman!"

————Although the man in black had never even seen the real Yan Shuangying, at this moment, he felt an inexplicable urge in his heart. This urge told him that the person who was about to walk out of the smoke and dust at this moment was the real person of the famous urban legend!

It was Yan Shuangying, who had died in the official announcement and became the source of his motivation!

"Who is it? Who are you? Stop playing tricks here!"

Mr. Mouth frowned, he felt that the aura around him seemed a little strange.

Cold, dangerous, dark, and dead.

It seemed as if there was a killer that was a thousand times more terrifying than their bandit group, a real monster was approaching!

He did not look at the injured man in black again, but turned his head vigilantly and scanned the surroundings, trying to find the source of the sound. He unconsciously clenched the dagger in his hand, and beads of sweat slowly dripped from his forehead.

"Yan Shuangying is already dead! What are you talking about taking over your name? Ha, aren't you the imposter who inherited the name?"

Mr. threatened in a stern tone.

Mr. Glasses, who had been cooperating with Mr. Mouth to deal with the man in black, also quietly touched his lenses with his fingers to make his vision clearer. He raised his special pistol and also looked for the source of the sound.

On the other side, Mr. Nose, who had been fighting with the riflemen brought by the men in black, did not realize until this moment that someone had used the dust environment he created to quietly embed among them!

This simple-minded, strong-limbed idiot looked around, but even his own vision was confused.

"Someone actually arrived at this time? But who would come?"

The two riflemen who were assisting the men in black said in surprise.

Although their team originally consisted of four people, there are only three left now. Logically, it is impossible for anyone else to come to support them. However, since this person also calls himself Yan Shuangying, he must be a friend rather than an enemy.

No matter who the person who wants to inherit the name of Yan Shuangying is, most of them are kind-hearted.

Even if they are not kind, their targets are usually the bad guys, not the good guys, even if it is another [Yan Shuangying] who dresses very similar to them.

"Come to think of it, I thought I heard the engine of a modified motorcycle just now, but it was faint under the sound of the gunfire."

"Could it be that this newcomer, Yan Shuangying, not only came here on a motorcycle like the boss, but also broke in when those celebrities' lackeys had already gathered?!"

The rifleman on the left suddenly exclaimed, recalling what had just happened.

However, he couldn't think of anyone in Tokyo who bore the name Yan Shuangying and could achieve this. Even the boss couldn't do it. If someone wanted to achieve this, then perhaps only the real Yan Shuangying could do it.

But Yan Shuangying is already dead——or is it that even if the four forces join forces to rob and kill him, they cannot kill him?

The person who collapsed and died in the theater deep inside the abandoned magic venue was not Yan Shuangying, but someone else?

"Playing tricks? Open your dog eyes wide and see clearly."

Mr. Mouth opened his eyes wide and looked towards the source of the sound——

"I've been standing right in front of you. Can't you see?"

The never-dead urban legend of Beika Town is standing in front of him at this moment!

Death————infinitely close!

Chapter 240 I told you you would see your own brains! (2/5)

In Beika Town, there was a legend at its peak. Many people said that he would never die, but he was eventually buried in the ruins of a theater on the outskirts of Tokyo.

However, Mr. Mouth knew that the legend was not buried.

Because, the legend known as [half-human, half-ghost, the best gunslinger] is standing in front of him at this moment!

The terrifying aura and dangerous murderous intent made him, as a member of the bandit group, unable to help but retreat again and again. He gripped the dagger in his hand tighter and tighter, and his heart was inexplicably filled with uneasiness, as if he would be killed in the next moment!

Mr.'s mouth's unusual behavior naturally caught the attention of Mr. Glasses.

Unlike Mr. Mouth and Mr. Nose, Mr. Glasses is the equivalent of the deputy to the leader of the bandit group. In the absence of instructions from Mr. Brain, Mr. Glasses is the commander of the team.

Therefore, Mr. Glasses has some understanding of the strength and personality of other members of the bandit group.

He remembered that Mr. Mouth had always been the type to speak without restraint and act recklessly, and he had never felt afraid no matter who he met. However, Mr. Mouth was now facing the guy who was suspected to be the real person of the urban legend.

But he stepped back in fear, as if he felt a great deal of pressure——

This is a bit too weird. Even if the person who came is really the real person in the urban legend, Yan Shuangying is also a human being, not a real ghost. He will be injured if he is stabbed by a knife, and will die if he is robbed or beaten.

Mr. Mouth is not a newcomer who has never seen blood like Mr. Acne who died a year ago.

How could he be scared away by Yan Shuangying before they even fought? Could it be that Yan Shuangying was really that powerful?

Swish————

Mr. Glasses is unknown, but he knows how to deal with such an enemy.

When Yan Shuangying stood in front of Mr. Mouth, he had already raised his pistol and pointed it at Yan Shuangying's head. As a sneak attacker hiding in the dark, he was sure that this shot would definitely take Yan Shuangying's life.

However, at the moment when his pistol was pointed at Yan Shuangying's head, before he could pull the trigger, a flash of shock appeared in his eyes.

Because, the urban legend of Beika Town had actually turned his head and looked in the direction of Mr. Glasses - this man was able to find his location even when he was hiding and hadn't fired a shot!

"What a monster..."

Mr. Glasses cursed inwardly, but his finger on the trigger of the pistol was not vague at all, and he pulled the trigger directly.

These members of the bandit gang came from various casinos and banks. They have all seen blood, and killing people is not necessarily harder than killing a chicken. Now that Yan Shuangying has noticed his position, he must shoot immediately.

As long as he shoots fast enough, the bullet will be able to penetrate the head of this half-human, half-ghost legend!

No matter how fast Yan Shuangying is, he can never be faster than his bullet!

call out----

The special automatic ejection pistol ejects the shell casing, and the silencer at the front reduces the sound of the gun to almost silence.

The bullet tore through the air and flew towards Yan Shuangying's head at an extremely fast speed, crossing the distance between the two in an instant.

A hint of joy flashed across Mr. Glasses' face.

He knew that some masters in this world, although not as fast as bullets, could dodge direct shots from pistols at a slightly longer distance. Perhaps Yan Shuangying also had the ability to dodge bullets, but Yan Shuangying did not move at all.

This means that Yan Shuangying has no chance of avoiding his bullet, and Yan Shuangying is about to die!

call out.

A hint of disbelief flashed in Mr. Glasses' eyes. His glasses frame slid down the bridge of his nose, but he seemed unaware of it.

Just because he just saw a flash of cold light, and then the bullet that was about to hit Yan Shuangying disappeared silently, as if he had never fired the bullet.

"It seems that you are very confident in your shooting skills."

Yan Shuangying's voice was cold.

A claw had already extended from the cuff of his right hand - that was his eagle claw hook.

The ninja he killed in Guandong Mountain in the past was able to use a samurai sword to directly split a hunting rifle bullet at close range. Now he was facing only a pistol bullet with a caliber far smaller than that of a hunting rifle, and the claw blade of the eagle claw hook was enough to easily intercept it.

"But it seems to me that your shooting skills are actually terrible. If your gun doesn't have a silencer, you can't kill anyone."

He raised the black pistol in his left hand, pointed the muzzle at Mr. Glasses' head, and said coldly.

"But I'm different. I want to kill people, and I never need boring toys like silencers."

"Do you believe it? Now I'm pointing my gun at your head. No matter what tricks you play next, as long as I pull the trigger, you will lie on the ground in the next moment and see your own brains——"

————Are you kidding me?!

Mr. Glasses gritted his teeth, he would never believe such nonsense.

The last shot missed, it was just Yan Shuangying's luck. A person's luck cannot always be so good. If he shoots again, he will definitely be able to kill this guy!

He was about to pull the trigger and shoot again, emptying the magazine in one breath.

However, at this moment, he heard a loud gunshot——

The hand that was holding the pistol and about to pull the trigger somehow lost its strength and could not even pull the trigger. Even his line of sight rose uncontrollably at this moment, causing Yan Shuangying's appearance to disappear from his pupils.

Mr. Glasses widened his eyes, but he could no longer make any other movements.

Because he died.

Just as Yan Shuangying just said, as long as Yan Shuangying pulled the trigger, no matter what tricks Mr. Glasses would play next, Mr. Glasses would lie on the ground and see his own brains.

Yan Shuangying did not break his promise.

thump.

The corpse fell to the ground with a dull thud, and the small area instantly became quiet, with only the sound of Yan Shuangying remaining.

"I told you I'd show you your own brains!"

————How can we defeat a guy like this?

Mr. Mouth's body began to tremble.

The other two members were too far away to see clearly what had just happened, but Mr. Mouth was different. He saw it very clearly. At the moment when Mr. Glasses fired the gun, a claw blade popped out from Yan Shuangying's sleeve and swung upwards violently.

Then, the fatal bullet heading towards Yan Shuangying's head was actually intercepted!

Using a cold weapon of this length to intercept a bullet?!

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Mr. Mouth would never have believed that such a thing actually existed!

"You bastard, you actually sneak attacked and killed Mr. Glasses. I'm going to smash you to pieces!"

Mr. Nose, who was completely brainless, roared and hit Yan Shuangying's back viciously.

With his strength, as long as he hits, it is enough to crush a human being in the true sense.

However, Yan Shuangying just glanced at him sideways, then he stretched out his hand——