"Olichet!"

Nagisa Ekawa expressed affectionate greetings to Chevrolet who had just wanted to hit his butt.

At this time, Chiyo of Hanayama Inn finally believed Ekawa Nagisa's words. It was obviously the mysterious organization that made their Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department lose face.

Chiyo, Hanashanyuan, had a strange light flowing in his eyes.

"There is a police station at the exit of the next ramp. As long as I get there, I believe they dare not act rashly. This checkpoint is equipped with firepower equivalent to the special operations team. Once they arrive there, they can provide us with support." Chiyo Hanayama Inn said confidently to Ekawa Nagisa.

Eichuan Nagisa guessed that this checkpoint would be equipped with special operations team firepower, which must be prepared for the group of high-spirited speed parties in the capital. It is obviously not something that ordinary police can deal with in order to pursue speed.

Ekawa Nagisa agreed to Chiyo's proposal from Hanayama Inn.

After all, this is one of the few and effective options now.

Just at Chiyo Kayasu, she saw that the exit of the expressway was within reach. As long as she slowed down and turned into the ramp on the leftmost lane, she could escape the danger of being chased by the other party, because if she remembered that if she was right, there were traffic police stationed at the intersection.

When she was about to drive in, the boy holding the steering wheel slammed the steering wheel in the opposite direction. She made the vehicle close to falling apart. She could only hold on to the handle and keep her body balanced, but the ramp disappeared from her sight.

Nagisa Egawa stepped on the accelerator vigorously, and the instrument's pointer was close to the red area. The tires and the ground were violently rubbed violently, even on the ground where water had just been sprinkled, it made a slight sound that stinged the eardrums. The rear of the car also swung slightly.

Fortunately, it is a new car, and the tires have good grip and they have not made Ekawa Nagisa feel tricky.

The situation just now was like this. Just as Ekawa Nagisa was about to accelerate and leave the highway, a GT500 that was coming from the opposite direction was rushed out of the intersection at an astonishing speed. The white painted image was like a white meteor and wanted to hit him directly.

"Do you want to deliberately create a traffic accident?"

When Chiyo Hanashanyuan saw this scene just now, she felt cold sweat. If Ezuru didn't grab the steering wheel and slowed down and turned in, they would be knocked to the sky by the silent GT500.

The black-haired boy looked at the backview mirror with a cold light flashing. He did not turn his head, but looked ahead and said, "Senior sister is such a coincidence. It seems that the last crisis may be about to happen again. It seems that both of us are in bad luck."

In the passenger seat, Chiyo Hanayama Inn, who was in the passenger seat, rarely refuted, but turned his head and looked at the black-haired young grandmother and showed a happy smile, "If you really have bad luck, then it must be passed on to me by you guys. You must know that when I walked there before, I was always surrounded by my sister... It's all because of Ni."

"Yes, yes... The princess will suffer when she meets the devil, just like an eternal truth." Ekawa Nagisa said calmly.

"Why do you always say things that give up on yourself? Don't high school students like to claim to be knights, heroes, brave people, etc." Chiyo Hanayama Inn stared at the eyes of the black-haired boy beside him and asked in confusion.

"Not everyone can become a partner of justice. If there is no evil villain, then knights, heroes, and brave people will all be unemployed. The stepping stone is for the protagonist to reach the peak of his life." Ekawa Nagisa said with a calm smile.

Chiyo Hanayama Inn shook her head, and a trace of loss flashed unfoundedly across her face, "That kind of story will only appear in movie actor novels, right? In reality, as long as that person shines with light, no matter he is the "decent" or "villain" you call, he will definitely be favored by fate. In reality, everyone is equal before the law, the ending of the Demon King will never be like the story of dying under the brave sword. In reality, the Demon King will only be sanctioned by the law, and he may be taken in prison for a long time."

"It sounds pretty good. The devil will not be killed by other people's ruthless swords, but will face the wall with shackles and think about his mistakes." Ekawa Nagisa smiled.

"By the way, senior sister, have you ever heard of Marvel or DC?" Ekawa Nagisa suddenly thought of something and asked.

“…”

At this time, Chiyo Hanayama Inn looked at the blackened boy holding the steering wheel with worried eyes, and there was a mysterious organization behind them tracking them.

After returning to his senses, Chiyo Hanayama Inn shook his head gently and said, "I haven't heard of it."

Ekawa Nagisa's originally slightly frowned eyebrows relaxed after hearing Chiyo's answer from Hanayama Inn. Every time two time-space-related issues were involved, Ekawa Nagisa couldn't help but jump, but sometimes he couldn't help but ask some of these questions on his lips.

Maybe this is a manifestation of your own conflict.

"Is that true..." said Nagisa Ekawa.

"Why do you ask that?" Chiyo Hanayama Inn asked curiously.

"Because I think it's good for senior sister to give up the police and be a cartoonist. The villain she defeated would not be killed or was imprisoned. Such a subject sounds good, doesn't it?"

"Tu..." Chiyo Hanaya raised his eyebrows and said disapprovingly.

"Ha ha……"

While Nagisa Eikawa laughed.

A violent sound of pricking the eardrums came from behind him, and it rose up in the sky in the capital of Tokyo. For a moment, Chiyo Hanayama Inn had not yet reacted to what was going on.

Chiyo Hanayama's inn quickly turned his head, the dark background in her sight was brightened by a ball of flames, and the strange smell of gasoline and rubber rubbing against each other could be vaguely smelled the tip of her nose. A black car spark hit the guardrail on the highway with lightning, igniting a raging fire.

The originally dim and quiet overpass seemed to be ignited in an instant, and the sparks accompanied by thick smoke were like evil ghosts walking at night, devouring the nutrients known as life.

"High-quality fear and panic." Nagisa Egawa licked his lips excitedly.

"These bastards!" A flame named angry flashed in Chiyo Hanayama Inn's eyes.

"Eikawa Nagisa, if we want to think of a way, we can't let them continue to be so arrogant." Chiyo Hanaya-in turned his head and his eyes fell firmly on the face of the black-haired boy, saying seriously.

The black-haired boy felt a little helpless when he heard this. Do you think it was a medieval knight? He rode a horse, carried a spear and rushed towards the other side?

"Jiangchuanjun, why don't you talk?" Chiyo Hanaya's voice was less calm and more impulsive. At this moment, she was more like a partner who protected justice. She was no longer an ordinary person before, and she seemed to be carrying a responsibility.

When Ekawa Nagisa saw Chiyo's expression in Huashanyuan, the curve of the corners of his mouth slightly raised. For some reason, I saw Chiyo's like this, Ekawa Nagisa felt that maybe there was still light in this world.

"Do you want to play with something exciting?" Ekawa Nagisa glanced at Chiyo of Huashanyuan. As the light and shadow continued to change, his expression was cold and frenzy, like a madman in a suit.

This is different from the reaction of ordinary people when facing danger. The black-haired boy just said that he had a unique and unique little quirk. At this time, Chiyo Hanaya Inn felt that it was still not accurate enough. The boy covered in blood in the parking lot was no different from the boy who was driving a car and speeding at the capital.

"This guy who often claims to be a villain in front of him is a knight, a brave man, and a hero in her eyes... No! This is not enough, she is her savior."

Twilight eyes of Chiyo Kayayen looked into the distance and then landed on Ekawa Nagisa's face, nodded and said, "Yes, we must be good at these guys who do not abide by the rules and traffic rules."

When she saw the black-haired boy take out a handful of Colt M911 from the storage compartment in the car, Chiyo Hanayama Inn was completely messy.

Chiyo Hanayama Inn never expected that the black-haired boy was so bold and would put weapons in the car. You should know that if he was discovered, he would be prosecuted and might not even be able to go to school for a long time.

"What's wrong with the senior sister?"

Chiyo Hanayama Inn shook his head helplessly, "I'm not blaming you, but Ekawakun! It's illegal to carry a gun. If it is discovered, the matter will be serious."

"But now it's an extraordinary situation, right? Only magic can defeat magic." Ekawa Nagisa shrugged.

After a moment of silence.

"That's right. At that time, just say that the carrier of this gun is me." Chiyo Hanaya nodded and accepted this fact.

"Sit down!"

The strong recoil made her body feel oppressed, and even her hearing felt like she had a hint of tinnitus.

Even though she has dual identities as the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department and the Department of Homeland Security, she never thought that she would finally participate in the TV movies and car chases one day.

·

Nagisa Ekawa stepped on the clutch, pushed the gear lever to the seventh gear, and once again stepped on the accelerator, and the engine roared like a beast.

At this time, the black-haired boy in the main driver's seat was laughing wildly. The blue BMW M3 was like a wild beast of steel, and the driver discarded the shackles and shackles on the steel product. At this time, the wild was singing for freedom.

The pointer on the tachometer reached the red area and was slowly moving towards the bottom. The wheels rotated at a high speed, causing the rear of the car to slide slightly uncontrollably.

The personnel in the Chevrolet surveillance car who was following Ekawa Nagisa shouted loudly, "Are the people in that car crazy? At this speed, they will hit the guardrail of the road, and if they fall, they will be crushed to pieces!"

"Damn it!"

The man on the other end of the radio began to sit still and shouted loudly: "Speed ​​up, chase after them and stop them."

Yu Guangzhong, who was in sight in Nagisa, swept the rearview mirror and said softly, "It's too late to do this."

As soon as he finished speaking, the black-haired boy slammed the steering wheel, and the foot that was tightly pressing on the accelerator was loosened.

At this time, the vehicle reached a certain balance under the strange force, and the blue BMW M3 drew a strange arc trajectory in the lane.

As the side rotates, the view of the field of view changes rapidly. A burst of blue smoke rises when the tires rub against the ground. The tip of Nagisa Ekawa's nose can smell the odor of the rubber being heated and burned.

At this time, Nagisa Ekawa could clearly see the expression of the Chevrolet driver behind him, and the corners of his mouth were trembling slightly.

"Bang bang..."

Flames emerged from the muzzle of Colt M911.

The flower of blood blooms in the glass.

The bullet passed through the bulletproof and bulletproof glass. The cold-faced uncle who was responsible for driving was shot in the neck before he could react.

Even the powerful desert eagle could not penetrate the double bulletproof glass, which was actually shot through by Colt at this time.

Two bullets hit the same point, and through a secondary impact, the first bullet stuck in the glass was poured into the driver's neck, thus killing him with one blow.

The down filling of Chevrolet seats exploded and floated everywhere.

Everything happened in just a few seconds, and the continuous shooting made the muzzle a little hot.

For a tried and tested sniper, it is not difficult to hit two shots at the same point with a sniper rifle equipped with super high accuracy lenses.

However, the difficulty of using a pistol can be imagined. At high speed, using a pistol with a low accuracy is something that no one dares to think of when moving at high speed.

For some gun lovers, such shooting skills and ideas are too dreamy. The probability is even more difficult than winning the lottery. If it is in the other party's plan, it would be too terrifying.

The driver who was hit by Ekawa Nagisa wanted to block it with his hands, and the liquid ejected from his neck like a spring, but it was obviously impossible. The bloodless person would take away his consciousness and life for a period of time.

His eyes were filled with horror and then he fell on the seat.

But before he lost consciousness, he stepped on the brakes firmly with some strong thoughts, and stopped the vehicle before the car was about to lose control and hit the guardrail and rushed out.

·

The short-haired reporter grabbed a thin notification letter with both hands. Her cute pretty face was bloodless and painful and scared expression was strange, and she looked at the letter paper with a dull look over and over again, hoping that she had read it wrong before.

"Xiao Huimei..."

Seeing that he called several times but did not get the girl's memories, a long list of black lines floated by on Hiroshi Sugiura's head. He walked up and put the girl who was stunned in the envelope and shouted loudly: "Emi Ozawa!"

"In the minister." The short-haired girl named Emi Ozawa came back to her senses from her impression.

Seeing the girl's reaction, Hirohei Sugiura muttered: "As a reporter, we cannot retreat because of special circumstances. How can this bring a unique experience to our loyal users? If they turn to other newspapers, the president will carry out large-scale layoffs."

"If the president opens everyone, wouldn't our company's newspaper have no content? This will turn into a vicious cycle."

After hearing every serious analysis of Ozawa Emi, Hirohei Sugiura was speechless and didn't know what to say. Sure enough, a fresh graduate student was a source of trouble.

"I don't know if others will be fired, but I know that Ozawa Emi may not be able to save your position."

Sugiura Hirohei's words were like thunder on the ground, like the sound of judgment and whiplash in hell.
Chapter completed!