My sick girlfriend can't be my wife Yuno

Within one second, Kazuki Amano fired eight shots in a row, the action of pulling the trigger was coherent and smooth, and the guns hit.

He first shot five people in the square in the wrists so they couldn't detonate the bomb.

Then he fired three consecutive shots at the blue headgear, each shot avoiding the vital points, but making it lose its mobility.

After shooting, Kazuki Amano never looked up to see the result of the shooting.

The flames from the muzzle were still lingering, so he immediately got up, picked up the Thompson submachine gun, and rushed into the square.

"Yuno, wait for me at the edge of the square, come here when there is no danger."

Kazuki Amano didn't even try to guess which of the five people could kill and who couldn't.

in his logic.

Just make it impossible for the opponent to press the button to detonate the bomb.

Of course he can kill whoever he wants.

Until then, there's no need to take any chances.

In the square, the blue hood had fallen to the ground and remained silent.

There were three other people standing there blankly, letting the blood flow from the wrist pierced by the bullet.

The only one who moved was the guy with the red eyes on the headgear.

He hugged his wrist and screamed in pain, his voice spread far in the square, and his scream was also heard on the loudspeaker.

It turned out that the red hood was number 12, but Kazuki Amano made a wrong judgment.

He should have thought earlier that red is always the captain's exclusive color in various special dramas similar to the five-color team.

No. 12 is a mentally abnormal guy who always wants to be a partner of justice, how could he not be red.

Fortunately, he overturned the chessboard and didn't talk about martial arts at all, which made No. 12's conspiracy collapse from the very beginning.

Kazuki Amano rushed to the red hood like a cheetah, and kicked the guy who was still trying to retrieve the detonator to the ground.

"As you wish, the first time we meet, I am No. 1." He squatted down and put his gun against No. 12's head, like a cool and handsome killer.

But Kazuki Amano didn't shoot directly, he was worried that the red hood was also the enemy's smoke bomb.

Yuno hadn't come out of the woods yet.

If you shoot directly, and the heartbeat of the red hood is also connected to the bomb, it will be bad.

"It's you, No. 1!" The red hood turned his head to Kazuki Amano.

His body trembled on the ground, not because he was afraid, but because he was enduring the pain in his wrist.

"It seems that I lost, you are the last justice."

The voice of the red hood at this time was a very low and masculine male voice.

But in Kazuki Amano's impression, in the cloud space, this guy's voice was very frivolous.

"That's right...but you don't seem to be afraid." Kazuki Amano glanced at the other four people.

He paid attention to the reactions of the other hooded men: "Do you know I'm pointing a gun at you? You're going to die."

"Is that so, I'm going to die." The red hood twisted on the ground.

"But...you look first." The red hood suddenly raised his left hand, "Number 1, I seem to have misremembered, the real detonator seems to be the one in my left hand."

Kazuki Amano was condescending.At a glance, he saw a square detonator in the red hood's hand, which was completely different from the ones that rolled down on the ground.

This guy kept a hand, the round tube detonators before were all fake.

"A different detonator, so you are really number 12." Kazuki Amano made a definite conclusion.

He didn't kill Red Hood decisively, mainly for two reasons.

One is that he's not sure if the red hood is the real number 12.

If what he saw was only what the enemy deliberately showed, it would be bad.

The other is that the heartbeat of number 12 is actually connected to the bomb.

None of the participants in this game is a normal person, it is always good to think more.

But now those concerns are gone.

Since Red Hood has a second detonator, that means he is number 12, and the bomb is not affected by his heartbeat.

Otherwise, he can threaten Kazuki Amano to put down his gun as long as he sticks out his chest now, so there's no need to say so much.

"That's right ~ No. 1, as you can see, this is my true justice, and all evil is no match for justice!"

The red hood regained his energy all of a sudden, holding the detonator, his tone became frivolous.

Now his voice was the same as what Kazuki Amano heard in the cloud space.

He laughed loudly: "No. 2 with you is still in the woods. If you don't want her to be killed, please back away now and throw all your weapons out."

"Don't even think about running away!"

He stood up against Amano Kazuki's muzzle, and pointed his bloody right hand to his ear: "I am blind, but I can hear very well. I can hear what you are doing."

"And..." He pointed to the four participants again, "They will also look at you and tell me about your actions."

The three controlled participants took off the hoods simultaneously.

Their eyes glaze over.

They are a two-headed lady, a bald man and a young woman.

Except for the young woman Kazuki Amano saw for the first time.

The body and hairstyle of the other two were similar to the No. 8 and No. 11 he saw in the cloud space.

What caught people's attention was that after the blue hood fell to the ground, he didn't move again. Obviously, his injury shouldn't be so serious.

But at this time, Amano Kazuki was not allowed to think too much.

He looked at the red hood, and seemed to be able to see the face of No. 12 with a second expression under the hood.

The situation seemed to be unfavorable, but Kazuki Amano smiled instead.

"Very good, now you win, No. 12." He raised his hand and stepped back, looking towards the west side of the square from the corner of his eye.

There, my wife Yuno had come out of the woods and was running towards them.

Seeing Kazuki Amano being surrounded, she immediately threw his orders aside, moving as fast as a rabbit being chased by wild wolves.

Where she was, even if the bomb exploded, it would not be able to hurt her.

It was the first time for Amano Kazuki to feel that Yuno's impulsive character is also quite good.

When he looked at No. 12 again, he had no scruples in his heart.

"Number 12, is your hearing really as good as you say?" Kazuki Amano looked at the five people from left to right.

He's ready to end the fight.

"What?" Red Hood was taken aback.

"I mean..." Kazuki Amano suddenly threw the submachine gun in his hand in front of No. 12.

"Boom!" The sound of the gun butt hitting the ground was dull.

The red hood looked down following the voice, and the other three hypnotized participants followed suit.

"In that case, I'm sorry, but you lost in the end."

Kazuki Amano stretched out his left hand like lightning, opened the buckle at his waist, took out the Desert Eagle, and held the handle of the gun with his retracted right hand in front of his chest.

"Bang! Bang!" The next second the sound of the gunshot was like thunder.

As the rumble of the Desert Eagle's gunshots crashed into the No. 12 ear canal, it caused brief tinnitus.

The thick and long Magnum bullet followed closely behind, hitting his left arm in an instant, tearing his wrist into pieces.

The square detonator in No. 12's hand fell to the ground.

However, at this moment, the next Magnum bullet also chased up, pierced the detonator in the air, and shattered it into pieces of iron filings.

No. 12 didn't respond to anything.

He only felt that as soon as he lowered his head, it was as if a shock bomb had detonated in his ear, and his cochlea was filled with the buzzing of mad bees flapping their wings.

The next second he felt a sharp pain in his left hand.

When he regained consciousness, the palm of his left hand had disappeared, leaving a crack like a broken log, and blood spurted out.

Looking up again, he heard the sound of rifling hitting at the position of No. 1, presumably there was a black muzzle pointing at him at this time.

"Goodbye." Number 1 said like a cold male god.

Twelve was chilling all over, and he knew he was done for now.

But he was not afraid at all, and pointed at Kazuki Amano with his severed finger, as if to give him a thumbs-up: "You won, number 1, you... are just."

Victory is justice.

Perhaps this is the pinnacle of the Second Second Disease, even in the face of death, you must praise your opponent with pride.

However, what he waited for next was not No. 1's fatal shot.

What he waited for was an attack from behind.

A burst of dense gunshots erupted behind him, breaking through the buzzing in his ears.

The bullet hit without a gap, and his body shook in the air like a rag.

One after another, blood holes burst open in front of him, blood spattering.

No. 12 fell to his knees weakly, his body was full of bullet holes, and he was shot at least ten times.

Before he fell to his knees, he heard that it was No. 7 wearing a blue hood behind him.

The guy took a submachine gun and beat him into a sieve.

【This guy!

Without an order, how could he act on his own.

And still shoot yourself. 】

"How...how, why...can you break free from my hypnosis."

"Obviously I'm under my control... No. 7... So... you're also just..."

The look in No. 12's eyes gradually dimmed, and his body was sucked away by a black hole.

This secondary disease who pursued justice died.

Picture: "No. 7, Battlefield Mark", location: "Images/1663486097-100324127-109363591.jpg"

The Beginning of Reincarnation Volume 120: Chapter [-] Seven Mark and Love

No. 12 disappeared from the square, and the smell of gunpowder was everywhere.

Only the yellow-orange bullets rolling down on the ground can prove that he has been here before.

The afternoon sun seems to be a little colder at this time.

The two-headed lady, the bald man and the young woman were standing upright with dull eyes.

After No. 12 died, they closed their eyes in a trance, collapsed to the ground, and passed out.

The only one who is still conscious is the blue hood that shoots No. 12.

Kazuki Amano turned his gun and pointed at the blue hood.

"You are... No. 7." He squeezed the trigger firmly with his index finger.

As long as the blue hood had any intention of attacking, Kazuki Amano would shoot immediately.

His last shot was aimed at No. 12's chest, and he was [-]% sure that he would be eliminated.

But this shot was snatched by the blue hood.

While he fired two shots to destroy the detonator in No. 12's hand.

Ben was lying on the ground, motionless, the blue hoodie who seemed to be down like the other three, jumped violently.