Zongman: This friendly communication system is too friendly

This leads to one thing...

"vomit"

Chapter 471: Hattori, aren’t you being too harsh?

"We're definitely not going to be able to outrun them if we keep running like this. Why don't you do something?"

On the other side of the corridor, Wang Changsheng and Conan kept running. Seeing that the motorcyclist behind them was about to catch up, Conan couldn't help but yell at Wang Changsheng beside him.

However, Wang Changsheng just glanced at him sideways.

"Why are you yelling so loudly?"

"I……"

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"come here!"

At this time, Bai Ma Tan suddenly grabbed Wang Changsheng with one hand and Conan with the other, pulled their arms and took them directly into a room.

This seems to be a logistics warehouse.

There are many shelves inside.

The shelves were piled with boxes.

After they rushed in, the motorcycle also crashed in.

Conan's eyes fixed on the man in black wearing a helmet who was facing them.

He suddenly pressed the belt around his waist, and the next moment, a football suddenly fell to the ground, as if the football had come out of Conan's stomach.

Wang Changsheng was suddenly shocked.

"Oh my god! You can give birth to a football!"

“?_?…”

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"Stop talking nonsense here!"

Conan didn't bother to talk to this guy who had no idea that they were in danger.

He stood still, pulled his right foot back, and then the shoes on his feet seemed to flash with arcs of electricity.

"Oh!"

Conan suddenly raised his foot and kicked.

The football instantly turned into a white shadow and shot forward.

"Snapped!"

However, the man in black shrank his neck and dodged it directly. The football hit the shelf next to him, and the unimaginable force actually kicked the shelf down.

The cardboard boxes on the shelves fell down one after another, and many cans fell among them.

The jars looked heavy and made a dull thud when they fell.

Countless cans fell, hitting the ground with a ping-pong sound.

Clouds of dust engulfed the motorcyclist.

For a moment, the black-clad motorcycle man who had been so arrogant just now became silent.

The white horse detective next to him didn't seem surprised at all by this situation, or it seemed that he didn't care much about it.

At this moment, his attention was focused on his half-sleeves.

There were some yellow stains on his white T-shirt, as if they were paint splashed out of a can.

Bai Matan frowned slightly, seeming a little distressed.

"It's such a headache. My clothes are covered in paint and I can't wear them anymore."

Suddenly, at this moment, the motorcyclist who was originally buried in a pile of yellow paint cans suddenly moved again.

"buzzing"

The sound of the accelerator echoed throughout the room.

Conan's expression changed.

He grabbed Wang Changsheng's wrist, pulled him around and started running.

Wang Changsheng, who was about to do something, was suddenly interrupted by Conan and had no choice but to run after him.

However, before he could run two steps, Conan pushed him directly to Hakuba Tan, who barely caught him.

"Be careful!" he whispered.

Then he took out his skateboard and rushed out of the room.

"???"

Wang Changsheng and Bai Ma were both confused.

However, Bai Ma Ta reacted quickly. He pulled Wang Changsheng and ran towards the room further inside.

When the motorcyclist saw that Conan actually had an electric skateboard, he immediately gave up on Wang Changsheng and Bai Matan and chased after him, as if he was planning to hand the two men over to his companions.

After the two left.

The room suddenly became quiet.

It was even eerily quiet.

"squeak--"

The door was pushed open.

The white horse's head popped out from inside.

Wang Changsheng had already noticed that everyone had left, so he stood out from behind the door with confidence.

"The person ran away."

After waiting for a while, Bai Ma Tan also came out.

"I don't know how Hattori-san is doing, let's go check it out."

Wang Changsheng glanced at Bai Ma Tan, and the man suddenly stiffened for a moment, then nodded.

Seeing him like this, Wang Changsheng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows secretly.

Are you scared?

He shook his head, then turned and walked out the door.

Soon they found Hattori at the other end of the corridor.

"Hmm? Smells of blood?"

Bai Matan frowned and followed Wang Changsheng silently.

"Oh?"

Did his curse take effect?

Because "Bad luck to me" is only a first-level curse.

So when it will take effect really depends on the luck of the person who is scared by his curse.

If a person is lucky, the onset will naturally be later, but if a person is unlucky, the onset will be sooner.

The man who had been chasing them just now was obviously lucky. He didn't seem to be affected by Conan's curse until he rushed out with Conan.

But this doesn't seem to be certain.

The two walked not far from Hattori and found that the guy was leaning against the wall and retching.

Bai Ma Tan was stunned.

He turned his head and took a look, and saw the man lying on the ground who was unconscious, or whose life or death was unknown.

“d(OдO?)!!!”

Bai Ma Tan changed his usual uninhibited attitude and jumped up on the spot.

"Fuck!"

He actually cursed directly.

"Huh?" Hearing the other party's frightened voice, Wang Changsheng frowned.

Why does it feel familiar?

"What's going on?" Hakuba Tan quickly took two steps back, squeezed his legs together, and asked next to Hattori.

"Why are you so cruel?"

"vomit……"

Hattori Heiji retched twice again.

He spat on the ground twice and made several "Pah" sounds with his mouth.

"What nonsense are you talking about? How could I do such a thing?!" Hattori Heiji really didn't want to talk, but still retorted.

He doesn't want to take the blame for this.

However, Bai Ma looked around and then glanced at the man on the ground with his peripheral vision - he didn't dare to look directly at him.

Finally, the focus fell on Hattori again.

It was obvious from his expression that he didn't believe it.

Hattori Heiji gritted his teeth.

"When this guy was chasing me just now, he got stuck in the door, and ended up flipping over with his car. He got hit there... there by the front of the car, and it seems he was also run over by the wheels."

Hakuba Detective: "?oДo)?? Is this true?"

Hattori Heiji glared at him: "Do I have to lie to you about this kind of thing?"

The two people were arguing.

Wang Changsheng glanced at the gangster on the ground and felt a chill in his crotch.

He took two steps back.

The Bai Ma Tan beside him also took two steps back and moved to the side, as if he was afraid of him.

However, this was the first time Wang Changsheng met him today, so Wang Changsheng was sure that Bai Ma Tan was not afraid of him, but was afraid of the inhumane appearance of this gangster.

"Isn't this a bit too intense..."

Although he cast the curse, he also set a premise, which was riding a motorcycle in the house.

Besides, this is a very dangerous thing to do. This gangster refused to listen and insisted on driving indoors. If an accident happened, it would be his own fault.

"How could it be so tragic?" Wang Changsheng secretly clicked his tongue.

I originally thought that his first-level magic could only cause people to suffer minor illnesses or disasters, or just bring them bad luck.

In order to teach these two people a lesson, he deliberately used his current huge magic power to bless this first-level magic.

Then he expressed exactly how he wanted to curse the two of them to be unlucky.

But Wang Changsheng thought that at most he would just get a bloody head.

I really didn't expect that blood would actually flow.

The head is also broken.

It's just not a big head, but a small head...

Wang Changsheng leaned over and took a look.

It was covered in blood.

"Ah... That's so miserable."

He felt a little disgusted by the sight and quickly left the sight.