Showing the victory's posture, Belmode spread his arms and whispered to him as if he was about to hug him:

"So, you can try killing me."

"If you dare to give up all the efforts you have accumulated from the past to the present..."

Belmode declared his victory in a mocking tone.

But the figure in front of the window just twitched, as if he had heard some clumsy talk show, and his expression was full of the meaning of "That's it?"

Suddenly, Belmode was slightly stunned and felt a sense of contempt.

She almost blurted out:

"Aren't you afraid? As long as my heartbeat stops, even if you can use that device to avoid the explosion, you will lose your place in society."

Facing the somewhat noisy Belmode, Yu Shirakawa yawned:

"Have you finished speaking the stupid words of self-intoxication?"

"...Looking at the old god you looked just now, I didn't have the nerve to bother you. Now you can do it, right?"

Yu Shirakawa held the folding knife and smiled.

Then he stretched out in a good manner, as if warming up and moving his body.

He looked at Belmode with a arrogant look and regret.

It seemed as if in the other person's eyes, she was just a three-year-old child who could not hide any worries or bad ideas.

When faced with this smile, Belmode felt irritated all over her body - she could not escape this unpredictable look, take human life and see through everything.

What's going on?

Belmode couldn't help but feel a little confused.

Does this guy care at all and get involved in the organization boss and the Tokyo police circle?

What exactly is the source of the other party’s confidence?

At this point, does this guy Keshwasser have any other trump cards?

While thinking like this, Belmode stared at Yu Shirakawa's movements.

She was puzzled to find that the other party seemed to want to kill her even though she knew these unfavorable conditions.

The two are about ten meters apart.

At this time, noise came from outside the window.

A taxi that exploded not long ago will have a second explosion downstairs, and a rumbling sound will be heard.

This sound becomes the signal of the beginning of the battle.

In an instant, Shirakawa Yu threw the flying knife in his hand and pointed it straight into Belmode's throat.

The latter couldn't help frowning, turned his head, and avoided the flying knife to the minimum extent.

Keshwasser's technique of using the sword was very superb. Although Belmode had never experienced it, she would definitely pay attention to such well-known information.

The flying knife is fast, accurate, but it is not difficult to dodge it.

Regaining her balance, she was about to turn around to attack, but Yu Guang saw something broken by Shirakawa Yu.

Belmode took two steps back vigilantly, thinking it was a gadget like flash bombs, tear gas, etc.

But when he looked up, what Shirakawa Yu broke was just a glass jar containing broken cotton.

After the jar was broken, the cotton drifted and covered every corner of the building like light dandelion tidals under the breeze.

"?"

Belmode couldn't help but be stunned.

What is this tactic?

I can't, I want to make myself allergic and sneeze?

Seeing Belmode showing his expected appearance, Yu Shirakawa smiled slightly:

"I call this the feather of disturbance..."

“…Every piece of cotton is covered with a metal film that is difficult to detect with the naked eye.”

"...When this thing is scattered in the air, the evenly dispersed metal film will cause a certain degree of radio wave interference and can well block the signals of electronic equipment with metal."

"For example, the radio waves conveyed by the bomb on your chest..."

After saying that, he stretched out his hand.

"..." Hearing this, Belmode's smile completely disappeared.

If the effect of this disturbance feather is real, it means that the bomb, which she is the biggest trump card, is now just an ordinary bomb.

Whether it is a mobile phone bound to a distance or a bomb on the roof of the Metropolitan Police Station... it will lose the synchronization effect because the radio waves cannot reach it.

This guy, Keshwasher...

Have you even planned this level?

Belmode looked at Yu Shirakawa with an ugly expression.

The latter did not give her much time to think at this time.

After explaining the truth, he pressed the winch switch.

The crisp sound of the hook rope sounded, and this time, he aimed directly at Belmode's shoulder.

The hook of the hook rope is powerful, and if it hits, it will probably be lost after half of its life.

Knowing this truth well in my heart, Belmode rolled on the spot in a mess, and avoided the hook dangerously.

Then she was not vague, took out her pistol and turned around and aimed, firing three shots in a row.

But Yu Shirakawa naturally wouldn't be hit so simply.

With hooks and [Analysis], if you want to avoid pistol bullets with low accuracy, it is as easy as eating and drinking water.

He snorted and laughed, and the other hook rope had already been hung from the concrete ceiling at some point.

While Belmode was shooting, with this hook rope, his body rose rapidly and distanced himself from Belmode.

All the bullets hit the wall and fell into nothing, and three meaningless sparks burst out.

On the other side.

He took out his pistol with a smirk. Yu Shirakawa in the air had almost no aiming. He treated the pistol as a submachine gun and slapped all the magazines at Belmode.

Noting this crazy action, Belmode subconsciously wanted to dodge.

But after just one step under her feet, several bullets broke in front of her, rubbing her body past, and bursting the broken cement away.

——That was exactly where she was about to dodge.

Now, Belmode's eyes widened.

Is it a coincidence... or is it done on purpose?

Why, this guy can see through her intention to avoid it?

The few shots just now shot on her dodge route, as if they were warning... No, to be precise, it was like they were playing with her.

To the end, Belmode could not beat Yu Shirakawa in a one-on-one single challenge.

She is an acting killer, how can she compare to Yu Shirakawa who can play 55 in Gin?

Besides, Shirakawa Yu has more three-dimensional mobile devices, even gin is not able to cure it.

It cannot be said that it is a one-sided beating against Belmode who cannot be disguised... but it is basically not much different.

So, Belmodebe bit his teeth, and fired the last bullet in the pistol towards the heights, and then changed into the magazine while running.

She doesn't expect to hit this, so she might have the same effect.

Looking at her moving figure quickly, Yu Shirakawa seemed calm:

"If you want to run, can you run?"

Moving at high altitude with ease, Yu Shirakawa pinched three flying knives with one hand and threw them at Belmode from three different tricky angles.

Then, his body quickly approached downwards.

The injector sprayed a little white steam, making a hissing sound, interfering with Belmode's judgment on the sound of the flying knife.

Based on such a bad situation, Belmode could only dodge his feelings.

But it's a pity.

Luck depends on some chance—

Puchi!

A very terrifying voice came into Belmode's ears.

It was like a crawler on the ground with one foot, or it seemed like someone forced his finger into the rotten soil.
To be continued...