The belatedly arrived Vodka lay on the edge of the rooftop, calling for Gin.
"Pull me up!"
Gin's heart was full of anger because he was upside down and because of the height.
This caused Gin's face to turn red.
His breathing was quick and astringent, making Gin's eyes almost burst into flames.
Damn it, bastard!
How dare that guy! ?
After being pulled up by the vodka, he took great pains to get rid of the spider silk on his body.
Gin's eyes were still bloodshot.
I have to admit that Gin was careless.
From the very beginning, the trap set by Gin had been seen through.
It was even turned around and another trap was set unknowingly.
The most important thing is that set of...should I say it's new equipment?
The tough, highly maneuverable silk thread restricted most of the movement capabilities of the combatants arranged by Gin in an instant.
However, the other party is not subject to this restriction, and can even use this thing to show more ghostly operations, taking advantage of the height difference between the silk thread and the environment.
Used a faster and more flexible style of play than before.
At that time, Gin's side was said to have been caught in the net, but in his opinion.
This can no longer be called the Internet at all.
It was like entering a spider's lair.
He was completely manipulated and lost completely.
But what really made Gin angry was the consequences of losing.
That means there are no consequences.
He was not killed or forcibly arrested.
Instead, they were tied into a rice dumpling and hung upside down on the rooftop.
It seemed that Gin's Mazai Vodka arrived first to rescue him, or the police noticed the situation here and came first to capture him.
To the other party, there is no difference.
At that time, Gin couldn't hold it back and asked about the meaning.
But the answer he got made Gin's facial features become distorted.
"Are you kidding? It ends so early. What's the point?"
The man's eyes were glowing red.
Although he didn't see it with his own eyes, Gin could still understand that it was under that mask.
It must be a smiling face full of teasing and contempt.
"It is absolutely impossible for the prey that falls into my net to escape. Anyway, it's not that there are no other prey. Compared to directly devouring a dispensable guy like you, I just pull it out when I'm in a bad mood. Wouldn't it be more interesting to play around a little bit?"
... As the saying goes, scholars can be killed but not humiliated.
Since Gin's debut, it's not that he hasn't suffered losses or lost face, but he suffered such a big loss and suffered such humiliating treatment.
This is really the first time.
This made Gin almost lose his mind.
"When you come here, who will keep an eye on the situation over there?"
Hearing Gin's words, Vodka's mouth twitched - hell, if he had come a little later, the gun might have been pointed at his head, but when he pulled him up, he started accusing himself of not thinking carefully enough and burning bridges. ?
"Don't worry, brother, the rooftop over there is already on fire. The helicopter can't get down, and the bomb is about to explode. As long as Shirley is really still inside, she will definitely not be able to escape unless she has wings." It fell."
Vodka patted his chest confidently.
But in the next second, Vodka's intercom rang.
"Sir, it seems that someone has escaped from the Twin Towers. From what the police said... everyone in the Twin Towers seems to have been evacuated!"
"What!?"
Vodka's face was suddenly filled with astonishment.
Gin grabbed the walkie-talkie directly: "Do you know who are the people who evacuated?"
"I only heard that there was a man named Shinichiro Zuono inside, and the other people seemed to have been rescued by him!"
After hearing this, I originally planned to look at the situation and call Zuo Ye to secretly investigate whether Miyano Shiho had taken the opportunity to escape, or to find the guilty guy and kill or capture Gin.
I fell into a daze with vodka.
Zuo Ye actually stayed there all this time. Didn't he ask him to evacuate immediately?
How did this guy escape from such a situation?
And also brought out the rest of the people by the way?
Gin came to his senses, frowned, threw the walkie-talkie back to Vodka, got up and went downstairs.
"Go find Rye."
…
The time came a few minutes ago.
There were still four minutes until the bomb's timer was set.
The only breaking point that Conan thought of was rejected by Zuo Ye.
But then Zuo Ye said he wanted to leave again, and he still looked like he was going to take a few people with him.
"...How do we leave?"
Conan didn't think Zuo Ye was joking and asked with a frown.
"It's simple."
Zuo Ye straightened the sleeves of his suit and kicked the floor-to-ceiling window in front of him to pieces.
"Fly away."
"……ha???"
Quietly, Zuo Ye's suit, which was modified to match the scene of the opening ceremony, had changed, becoming narrower and longer, but due to environmental problems, no one noticed it.
Vodka has already rushed to rescue Gin, and now is the best time to evacuate.
But apart from that, Zuo Ye was even more satisfied.
It’s still Zuo Ye’s performance on using the spider silk effect in Gin’s move.
This is a part of the plan and an experimental test.
The test subjects were Gin and his thugs.
Speaking of spider silk.
Zuo Ye's instinctive reaction was Four Hundred Aunts.
But after all, Zuo Ye is not really the Four Hundred Aunt, and wants to imitate Spider-Man's fighting style.
It is difficult, or it cannot play a big role.
As a result, Zuoye launched some new attempts.
For example, Spider-Man himself is quite demanding about the combat environment.
It requires a variety of spacious and complex environments with height differences to be able to operate.
And a place like the rooftop can only be described as so-so.
But if Zuo Ye had left countless spider silks on the rooftop first, he would have been able to create better environmental conditions for him to display. The rooftop was originally an empty plane, but the arrangement of the spider silks made it difficult for him to use it. Become three-dimensional.
Zuo Ye can shoot the spider silk directly on the spider silk that should be a ball of air.
This will forcefully exert the effect of the spider silk.
It doesn't even have to be new webbing.
By directly using ready-made spider silk, you can "pull" or "swing", or even "bounce" or "step on", whatever is convenient for you.
If we talk about the original left field vest, it mainly takes the route of a flexible assassin.
So now that we have Spider Silk, we will have a certain confidence in group battles, and at the same time, we will also have an upper limit in terms of flexible advancement. To sum up.
Zuo Ye was very satisfied.
Of course these are not important, what is important is the current matter.
Under the conditions of Zuoye and others, it seems that there is no other way than the fight that Conan said.
There is no other way to escape.
But this is for ordinary people like Conan.
But for Zuo Ye, it's different.
Zuo Ye didn't even need to spend a few seconds. Four methods of escaping with numerous fuel bottles appeared in his mind, such as... putting on wings.
Fly out.
For another example,
Use the flip-top lighter bug in the lighter set to pass through the flames.
Another example is to summon Erhei back and use spider silk to go downstairs.
But these three methods are either too troublesome or too, well, shocking.
Relatively speaking.
Zuo Ye's fourth path is simple and crude, and... much more ordinary.
"Zuo Ye, what do you mean when you say fly away?"
Conan asked confused.
Zuoye walked back to Conan and grabbed his collar.
"Don't move."
"ah?"
Before Conan could react, a heavy kick was already stepped out by Zuo Ye.
Conan's feet instantly jumped into the air, and the scene in front of him became blurry. The air hit his face head-on, like slaps one after another.
Conan felt his face hurt.
"Fuck——"
Before Conan could even utter his exclamation, he felt the world begin to spin again.
Conan, he flew!
...The terrifying explosive power allowed Zuo Ye to cross a distance of more than ten meters in the blink of an eye, and then took a second heavy step in front of the window.
The figure stopped abruptly.
The waving of the arms, combined with the inertial force of the sprint, was all poured into Conan's body in the left hand, making the god of plague like a shell being discharged.
Fly into the sky.
"ah!
!
! "
The brutal screams pierced the night sky.
Conan successfully crossed dozens of meters in the air and landed in the rooftop swimming pool of Building B, where the "glass cover" on the rooftop had been opened, splashing out a large splash of water.
