Xing Shiyi turned around after he finished speaking, leaving only a cool back for Conan and the others.

【This guy... just knows how handsome it is.】

Conan rolled his eyes, not worried about Xingshi at all. He knew Xingshi too much. If he was not sure, he would never say such arrogant words.

Because of his height, Conan did not notice that Xingshi's eyes were blood red, and three of them were slowly rotating.

That's right, even though I disdained them in my heart, the lion tried his best to fight against the rabbit, and the star world did not keep its strength.

As for Shuriken, he didn't plan to use it. His full strength was super straightforward and Sharingan, while using Shuriken or Bajiquan was just a way to use power.

The distance between him and the bandit is almost ten meters, and normal people cannot tell where the gun is pointed.

It’s different to use it. In addition to the danger warning in his head, he also uses a stinging feeling when he is aimed.

The Sharingan test can observe movements with extremely small amplitudes of the opponent, such as hooking the trigger with your fingers, so that Xingshi can avoid the gun in advance before the opponent is hooking the trigger.

However, after fully mobilizing the super intuition, Xingshi was depressed to find that perhaps he didn't need to use Sharingan at all.

Because the gun opposite was pointed at him, there was no place on his body that felt a tingling pain, and there were three human stroke masters on the other side.

【It's really disappointing.】

Xingshi was disappointed. He originally wanted to show off in front of Conan, but the opponent was not as good as he could not hide without being aimed.

If it was okay but he was shot after dodging, then he would not surrender.

Although Xingshi was indifferent at this moment, he did not put away the Sharingan. It was already open, and it didn't take much time to deal with them.

This period of training has allowed him to maintain his eye-opening state for a longer period of time. Although it is still not long enough, he doesn't care about these few seconds.

That’s right, in Xingshi’s expectation, it will not take away these three brothers for at most for 5 seconds. Xingshi is even thinking about it. Finally, he pinched one of them by the neck and said coldly, do you also think of dancing?

However, imagination is beautiful, but reality is cruel, because the three funny guys on the opposite side said something that shouldn't have been said, which also made a person who didn't want to take action.

"Hahaha..." The neon people in the robber group suddenly made a disdainful laugh.

The conversation between Xingshi and Conan just now did not deliberately lower his voice, so he naturally heard it.

"Karate? Kung Fu? That kind of thing has long been eliminated, it's just a game for children."

After saying that, he smiled even more exaggeratedly, his whole body shook, but no matter how his hand trembled with the gun, Xingshi's body did not feel tingling.

"That's all the tricks you played in the school club. Let uncle teach you the cruelty of the adult world. Times have changed, and all kung fu and Bushido have been eliminated by the times."

He protested and raised the gun in his hand, as if the situation was under control.

In fact, he shouldn't have been so arrogant, if they could see the scarlet pupils that emitted ominous aura in Xingshi.

But unfortunately, although their height does not have a perspective, they still have to wear sunglasses in the middle of the night.

Without seeing the unknown scarlet, the deterrence of the Sharingan has decreased a lot.

[Idiot, do you think you have the world with one shot?]

Xingshi pulled the corner of his mouth speechlessly, and the arrogant look on the other side made him not want to wait.

That's right, the invention of guns, or the emergence of thermal weapons, can indeed be said to have ended an era.

Before the emergence of thermal weapons, people are more valued in combat. No matter how sharp a magic weapon is or how sharp a magic weapon is, it depends on whoever is holding it.

But the pistol is different. The same pistol can kill people by shooting bullets in the hands of special forces and children.

But this cannot be said that people are not important. Xingshi believes that if Gin is standing in front of him now, there would never be so much nonsense.

And if it is really Gin, even if Xingshi avoids the first bullet, even if Gin is surprised, he will not lose his inch. He will only calmly shoot the second and third bullets until he does hit Xingshi.

As for the three brothers on the opposite side, Xingshi estimated that as long as he avoided the first bullet, the opponent would be frightened and stood there in a daze, waiting for him to deal with it.

However, just as Xingshi was preparing to take action, a sound suddenly sounded on the river bank.

"Has the samurai been eliminated?" Ishikawa Goemon said coldly, holding the Iron Sword in his right hand.

"Who!" The bandit turned around in panic. Then they saw a figure running towards them quickly. Just as they were about to shoot, three white lights flashed.

Goemon, who was parked behind them, slowly returned to the sheath, and the gun in their hands was broken into two halves.

"How...how is that possible?"

As expected by Xingshi, when something incredible happened in front of him, the three of them were indeed frightened. They looked blankly at the pistol with half of the remaining pistol, and did not dare to move.

In fact, not only were they scared, but Xingshi was even more shocked than them. You should know that he was still open with Sharingan.

It is precisely because of this that he is even more incredible than others.

With his current pupil power, he could only barely see Goemon's movement steps and the movement of swinging the knife to close the knife just now.

In other words, Xingshi only saw Gouyoumon swing a knife once, and one sword could only cut off one gun. If he wanted to cut off three guns, he naturally had to swing three guns.

If there is a different world, Xingshi believes that someone can distort time and space and swing a knife three times at the same time, such as a world where historical legends can be sublimated into treasures.

But there is definitely no such person in this world, so there is only one explanation. Goemon's speed of swinging the sword has exceeded the upper limit of Sharingan capture.

【How can I play this!】

Xingshi was shocked. Even if his Three Eggyama could not be compared with the Three Eggyama in the Ninja World, although his Sharingan was the Three Eggyama, it was just because it was the best looking under the manleidoscope.

In fact, his pupil power is just a mitten jade, but even so, the speed of swinging the knife is so fast that he can't see it, it's very terrible. Xingshi wants to withdraw.

"It's Ishikawa Goemon. I saw him in the information my dad collected." Conan recognized the person and instigated him to Seki.

"Go to the sky, Xingshi, aren't you going to let me see your grandfather? Let me see if your kung fu has reached the legendary realm."

Conan is not a person without vision. He thinks that one knife is easier to deal with than three people and three guns.

He just felt that Xingshi was so pretentious that he stole his limelight and was not too bad to watch the fun here.
Chapter completed!