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Chapter 330-329- The Lore Trap (two chapters in one)

Seeing Bai Chuanyou's calm and calm look, Curacao felt out of breath.

It was indeed for Rum that she carried out the task.

But what does it mean that the other party belittled himself like a dog?
Moreover, she still didn't know how to refute it.

Not as good as the other party's eloquence, I don't know how to explain.

Because what Keshwasser said makes sense after careful consideration...

However, don't refute it, and feel very aggrieved.

Curacao felt that he might have made a mistake talking to the fraudster itself.

This kind of bastard with full speaking skills, superb psychological suggestion ability, and pretending to be righteous... is simply more disgusting than the other.

So, he gritted his teeth and struggled for a few seconds. In the end, Curacao still didn't speak, and kicked him in a rage.

Seeing this, Bai Chuanyou had already prepared to distance himself, and quickly avoided the wrathful blow of the Valkyrie.

When all the calculations of [Analysis] are concentrated on one opponent, every movement of the opponent cannot be concealed.

However, what surprised him was——

I talked about this myself, instilled poisonous chicken soup, and almost moved myself, but Curacao was still unmoved?
This girl is really vigilant.

Chatterbox is not generally difficult to open.

Dodging Curacao's attack, Bai Chuanyu smiled helplessly, and looked directly at her with slightly mocking eyes:
"After all, why did you work for Rum?"

"...what he can give you, other cadres in the organization can give it to you, right?"

For Bai Chuanyu who kept talking to her, Curacao quietly concentrated on the attack.

As long as Keshwaser is defeated, all problems will be solved.

Curacao firmly believes in this.

Under her attack, Bai Chuanyou kept dodging here and there, and continued to throw fire at Curacao, who was more ruthless with each move:
"Oh, I don't think you are that kind of ambitious person, why are you willing to be someone else's dog?"

"Are you satisfied with your current position and are too lazy to intervene in other things? Or is it because you can't help yourself, the organization arranges you to follow Rum, and you have no choice but to be treated as a melon being raped?"

"Or, uh... It can't be that Rum is kind to you. Are you willing to serve him and repay your kindness? This kind of plot like an ancient cartoon should not happen in the organization, right?"

"But no matter how you say it, human beings will essentially pursue a stable and happy life, rather than follow others to fight and kill..."

"If you're bored with Rum, wouldn't it be good to kick him with your own strength? You come to be the queen, so that even the real thing you're after can be easily obtained."

Bai Chuanyoutu saw it poorly, and directly started the great cause of persuading good people.

Facing Curacao, he really didn't think he had a chance of winning the fight.

But at this moment, he didn't even have the slightest handle on Curacao, and it was obviously inappropriate to persuade good people.

"Forget it, don't try to deceive me with sweet words."

Curacao sneered.

This is to be expected.

At this time, Bai Chuanyou suddenly stopped, and looked at the door of the stairwell with a surprised expression: "Qin Jiang? Why are you here?"

As soon as this sentence came out, Curacao was shocked.

Even though she didn't know Keshwasser's oral habit, she had a subtle feeling that this qin sauce seemed to be referring to gin.

Is the gin coming?
If this is the case, things may be a little difficult to end.

Gin's cold face subconsciously appeared in Curacao's heart.

But her body movements didn't stop.

While Bai Chuanyou was looking at the door in astonishment, she aimed at this slight flaw, jumped to the side of the opponent, raised her leg without hesitation, and kicked towards Bai Chuanyou's head.

The movement was so fast that there were even bursts of kicks breaking through the air.

Bai Chuanyu's eyes flickered.

He didn't expect that Curacao didn't respond at all, and just continued to fly over and kick him.

So, he quickly came back to his senses, desperately adjusted his body to dodge at the last moment, and gritted his teeth.

But even so, Curacao's speed is too fast, too fast to be blurred.

The head is hidden, yes.

But in the next instant—

Near Bai Chuanyu's waist, the internal organs suddenly suffered some kind of explosive attack.

The severe pain spread rapidly.

I didn't even have time to let out a muffled grunt...

Curacao kicked him aggressively, kicking him away, like a kite with a broken string, and fell to the wall of the stairwell.

Lying next to the fainted Hashima, Bai Chuanyu covered the kicked part with his hands, his face was slightly distorted by the pain, and then he couldn't help coughing in embarrassment, resisting the urge to vomit blood.

It's okay to change to a normal fighter or something... But the kick of the Valkyrie is really terrible.

He felt that if he tried hard, he could even spit out the pieces of internal organs.

It really hurts enough, it hurts beyond words.

I don't know how many times more painful than gin's kick.

The luck in misfortune is that this kick didn't hit his head.

Otherwise, Bai Chuanyou felt that he was either going to report to Hades, or he had already suffered a concussion.

Kicking Bai Chuanyou away with one kick, Curacao was not too surprised by this result.

Turning around abruptly, looking at the door of the stairwell, she immediately understood that she hadn't been fooled by the opponent's flaw just now, which was an extremely correct approach.

Because the gin never came.

There was no one else in the stairwell except Hashima and Keshwasser, who were lying side by side.

Obviously, the other party was just bluffing just now.

There are enough slippery ones.

Glancing at Keshwaser who was lying on the ground, Curacao didn't say any more, and walked straight towards him.

Curacao is well aware of how strong his own strength is.

That kind of situation where there is no parrying action, I was kicked by myself, kicked to the soft waist and abdomen in the body...

Even if it is an iron man, it is impossible to stand up without delaying for a few minutes.

She is very confident.

The current Keshwaser is like a rabbit with a broken leg.

No matter how he kicked him next, he couldn't dodge it with a playful smile.

Under Curaçao's unwavering gaze, Bai Chuanyou raised his head indifferently, and grinned slightly because of the pain:
"There is a way, miss."

Curacao kept walking, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth: "It is not wise to blindly dodge in a fight... As I said, you will have to face it sooner or later."

"..."

Bai Chuanyou was quiet for a while, with a smile on his face.

He is buying time.

Curacao didn't care, and said succinctly: "Next, I will take you back and give it to Mr. Rum."

"You just have to obey his wishes and confess all your bad deeds...I believe he won't make things difficult for you."

Bai Chuan smiled, and said in a joking tone: "If he makes things difficult for me, can you kick him for me?"

Curacao heard the words and just wanted to answer.

But in an instant, she found that there was an extra pocket pistol between Bai Chuanyou's fingers, and it was turning slightly to adjust its direction.

Seeing this scene, Curacao's pupils shrank, and without thinking, he drew his gun and pulled the trigger.

boom!
The second-in-command's confidant must not be picky about his marksmanship.

The pocket pistol was directly blown away by shrapnel, and it was almost as bad as that dishonest hand.

"Aha..."

The little trick was seen through, and Bai Chuanyou shook his hands helplessly, showing an awkward smile.

This time, he seemed to be completely out of control.

Curacao was happy to see him deflated.

For a guy who always wears a see-through smile, being able to slap him in the face so that he can't smile is the happiest job.

Bai Chuanyou glanced at the direction in which the pocket pistol was flying, and it was seven or eight meters away from him. It was impossible to stand up and take it like a medical miracle if he wanted to take a lunge.

Even if he could, with Curacao's strength, he could be shot into a hornet's nest in the process.

Thinking of this, he withdrew his gaze and sighed at Curacao:

"Hey, shoot if you say shoot... Aren't you afraid of bringing in irrelevant people?"

"I don't care about that."

After Curacao finished speaking, he was about to take another shot, but out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that Bai Chuanyu's other hand seemed to move again.

Something black slipped out of the cuff and merged with the black gloves.

It's really hard to notice.

This time, Curacao's speed was of course half a beat slower.

I saw Bai Chuanyou's wrist trembling slightly, several jackknives cut through the air, and rushed towards Curacao.

It's hard to imagine that this is a wounded man sitting slumped on the ground, and the speed at which he can throw it is several times faster than the speed at which he can draw a gun.

Curacao speculated that the opponent's super-throwing knife technique may have used the joints of the upper body, and it should have been developed through unique training.

As a last resort, instead of shooting down the flying knife, it is better to dodge and dodge.

Thinking of this, Curacao rolled over on the spot, avoiding several throwing knives with tricky angles.

This action made Bai Chuanyou reveal a sly smile.

Then, he continued to throw a few throwing knives with his left hand to interfere, while with his right hand, taking advantage of the darkness, he quickly took out a bomb detonator and quietly placed it in Yushima's hand.

After completing this action, he acted as if nothing had happened, moved his body with difficulty, moved towards the stairs, and made a move to escape.

as predicted.

Dodging the flying knife and seeing his movements, Curacao was a little impatient, and fired several shots towards the stairs in a row, not bothering to care about his life or death.

For a moment, gunpowder smoke and sparks flew.

The deafening sound of gunfire broke the silence.

Bai Chuanyou had known for a long time that Curacao would shoot, so he made a feint and didn't even think about going downstairs.

During the shooting, aiming at a gap, he retracted his body sideways, and ran to the side of the stairwell with his head down—the place where Bai Chuanyu's pistol fell.

Although he was not yet limping, the pain made his gait a little uncoordinated, so naturally his speed would not be too fast.

Seeing this, Curacao's attention was attracted again, and he didn't realize that Shirakawa Yuu had hidden something in Hashima's hand.

Her eyes were only on knocking down Keshwasser.

Under Bai Chuanyou's somewhat surprised gaze, Curacao jumped up and jumped over the eaves and walls, like parkour or light work, and jumped directly to the top of the stairwell.

After finding a good position, the whole person turned sideways lightly and landed directly in front of him, blocking his way.

Bai Chuanyou felt the corners of his eyes twitching.

From the roof to the top of the stairwell, there is almost a height of four or five meters.

Just like this, he went up and down lightly, completing a series of Kexue moves... To be honest, if you change the background, you can go directly to the martial arts next door.

"You can't run, Keshwasser."

Curacao raised his pistol, with undisguised sullenness and coldness in his eyes.

The series of small actions just now seemed to be beyond Curacao's expectations and completely annoyed her.

Bai Chuanyou shrugged and took out a new dagger.

God knows how many daggers he still has in his suit.

"I must admit that I admire your determination."

He skillfully grasped the dagger and held it cautiously.

Facing Curacao directly, aiming at his gun-wielding elbow, he stabbed at a tricky angle and launched the attack first.

As a result, as soon as he stabbed, he saw Curacao suddenly jumping up lightly, stepping on the wall of the stairwell with both feet sideways, with a sudden force, passing directly over his head, and falling behind him.

The moment he landed, Jian Answer kicked him roughly.

Such an anti-human action has already made Bai Chuanyou completely unwilling to complain.

Almost by kicking a roundabout kick behind him at the fastest speed, he managed to relieve the force of the kick without being injured again.

However, with this strength, he deliberately jumped backwards, rolled and fell to the ground, opening a little distance from Curacao.

During this process, he scraped the ground with the dagger, made a screeching sound and threw it away. At the same time, he quietly took out a black plastic block and threw it into the stairwell on the roof.

Just when the black plastic block was close to the wall, he took out another pocket knife from nowhere and threw it away.

The flying knife flew out at an unusual speed, passed through the black plastic block body, and inserted into the gap in the wall.

After doing all this, Bai Chuanyu looked back.

Curacao followed closely, not giving himself a chance to breathe.

However, since the movement caused by the dagger was not small, and the surroundings were very dark, the other party didn't seem to care about what he threw out.

Seeing this, a happy smile appeared on the corner of Bai Chuanyou's mouth.

In fact, from just now until now, what he was thinking of was not the escape plan at all, but the anti-kill plan against Curacao.

Has the supernatural [disappearance] ability, he can leave at any time if he wants to.

But after leaving, Curacao will still chase him and continue to attack him, which is meaningless.

You can run for a while, but you can't run forever.

And now it's different.

During the work with Curacao on the rooftop, he almost wiped out all the traces left by himself, this is one of them.

At the same time, in the first kick, he also intentionally showed his flaws, gritted his teeth and took it down abruptly, in order for Curacao to kick him into the stairwell.

Being kicked immobile made Curacao let his guard down.

In this way, he had the opportunity to make a small move, and quietly slipped a detonator in Hashima's hand.

And then silently nail the bomb to the wall...

The significance of this approach is actually considering the aftermath.

That's right.

When Curacao was still thinking about how to defeat Bai Chuanyu...

On Bai Chuanyu's side, he was already thinking about how to get rid of the relationship, erase the evidence, and avoid unnecessary trouble after Curaçao was eliminated.

——Since Hashima has a detonator in his hand, all kinds of clues after the incident will definitely point directly to Hashima.

In terms of results.

As long as the other party dies with Curacao, no one will know that he is on the roof. The police will only treat it as an ordinary gang fight, and they will all die together.

In addition, there is no need to worry about logic issues.

Surveillance in the building is underdeveloped.

Bai Chuanyou only needs to use [Disappear] to move to a certain location on the first floor, and then walk out of the building as if nothing happened... Witnessing this aspect, there will be no weird problem of "people go in but don't come out".

Thinking of this, before Curacao rushed over, Bai Chuanyou quickly got up and ran towards the stairwell.

—he had just nailed the bomb to the wall of the stairwell.

He is very clear about the equivalent of that thing.

Exploding on a wide rooftop, Curacao may not necessarily be killed.

But if the opponent is introduced into the stairwell, the stairwell itself is destroyed at the same time as the explosion, causing the small space to collapse...then the death rate will be very high, and it will definitely kill Curacao.

Bai Chuanyou hummed and smiled.

Head-on combat is all about coping.

Ever since he saw that the Zuidun attack didn't work, he had already started planning and planning to deal with Curacao's lore trap.

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