"Then there's nothing we can do."
The gray-haired young man smiled, folded the paper in his hand twice, slowly tore it open, then folded it in half again and tore it again.
His movements were slow and exaggerated, like magic. Spider's eyes couldn't help being attracted, and he watched the white confetti falling down.
Of course, there will be monsters when things go wrong. Kawakami took advantage of this action to unlatch the bomb in his cuffs.
Then throw the bomb at the spider.
Spider's reaction was not slow. He retreated sharply, trying to avoid it, but Kawakami Tsumugi's hand speed was faster.
The tiny bomb exploded in the air. Thick smoke obscured the figure of the blond killer. Kawakami's pace did not slow down, and he rushed towards the spider, the dagger on his fingertips shining with a blue light.
"It seems that I can only invite you back to the winery in another way."
The spider listened to the sound and recognized the shape. He leaned back and avoided Kawakami's attack. He performed a deft backflip in the air and opened a distance of nearly five meters from Kawakami.
"You did it suddenly, Ghost." Spider coughed a few times and tried to remove the blood from his mouth with his hand. "It's so ungraceful."
"As for grace, I also want to have it."
Even when he was running at top speed, Kawakami Tsumugi's footsteps were still very light and silent on the wooden floor that easily made noise. He was really like a ghost.
"At least show some understanding to the workers. If I can't get you this performance, the boss will deduct my salary." Kawakami complained.
The spider raised his hand, and colorful purple flames attacked Kawakami, and Kawakami passed through it without hesitation.
Clothes were scorched, and the flames penetrated flesh, flesh, and even bones. Severe pain swept through him. But these are all false, and Kawakami knows that he is unscathed.
"Are you serious about using illusions against me now?"
The dagger spits out a letter like a poisonous snake. The spider couldn't help but block, and a jade-white cane was pulled out of the cuff of the blond killer, blocking the blow.
"Your physical skills are as good as ever." Spider mocked.
"That's enough for you."
They knew each other, and Kawakamiji had confirmed this very early, but judging from the other party's ridicule, they knew each other deeper than Kawakamiji thought.
Spider's fighting style is very unique, Kawakami is not able to predict the opponent's movements every time.
Fire, freezing, suffocation... During the fight, the spider focused on defense and continued to cast illusions on him without giving up.
Obviously, this killer still adheres to the principle of only using illusions to kill people.
Kawakami's physical strength is limited. He can't sustain this kind of high-intensity fighting for too long, and his movements can't help but slow down.
The spider didn't want to fight, he feinted a shot, retreated, and retreated behind the red curtain. Kawakamiji followed.
There was a friction sound between the metal and the track, and a copper-colored fence fell from the top of the stage very quickly. Kawakami was almost hit.
"It's over, Ghost. When I develop a new illusion, I will come to kill you again."
The blond killer turned around and flirted with Kawakami through the fence.
He smoothed his mid-length hair with his hands, patted the dust off his body, and bowed grandly to the gray-haired young man.
"Don't leave in such a hurry." Seeing that the plan was about to fail, Kawakami smiled instead of getting angry.
"What?"
Spider was a little confused and staggered when he stood up. He seemed to finally realize something was wrong, and turned his right wrist, intending to activate the noose on his cuff.
But the spider's movements were still a beat slow.
Kawakami pressed the switch on his left wrist, and a steel wire as thick as his little finger shot out, passed through the spider's right shoulder, and pinned him to the ground.
The steel wire shot through the floor, and the sharp front end split and turned into four sharp hooks, firmly hooking the floor.
Spider had used nooses on the Tower before, and the winery had similar equipment.
"How should I put it? Since you have been attracted by the winery, you have only two endings: either go back with me happily, or go back with me and be beaten half to death. If it were someone else, such as Gin, there might be a third person. Three outcomes: The body is carried back.
"But what about me? I'm kinder, so I only give you the first two options." Kawakami said.
There was a commotion from the auditorium. Kawakami knew that the spider's illusion had been broken. He took two steps forward and got behind the curtain, sticking to the iron door.
"If you don't want to be embarrassed in front of your illusion admirers." Kawakami knocked on the iron door, "Can you open this thing?"
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There was a strong smell of gunpowder smoke and an explosion occurred on the stage.
Scotland stood up from his seat with a solemn expression.
In his mind, he just watched a wonderful illusion show, and the Kashasha guy commented in his ears from time to time.
Then his vision flickered, and smoke billowed from the stage. Scotland turned his head and realized that Kashasha was already gone.
Scotland knew that he had long been under an illusion.
"what happens?"
"what happened?"
"I don't know, is it a performance effect?"
…
The guests were whispering to each other and talking a lot. Scotland's uneasiness grew stronger as he listened to the noisy conversation.
It's obvious that Kashasha and Spider have already fought, but I don't know what the outcome will be.
Although he and Kashasha were enemies, Scotland did not want anything to happen to him, either intellectually or emotionally.
Not long after, the spider came out from behind the curtain.
"The show is over." The blond killer's face was a little pale and his clothes were stained with unknown stains. He announced expressionlessly.
The illusionist then walked backstage, and a waiter wearing a black mask appeared out of nowhere and began to usher the audience out.
Scotland's heart suddenly sank. What came out was actually a spider. Could it be that Kashasha was...
Just then, his cell phone rang, and he hurriedly picked it up.
"It's me. Spider and I have settled the matter." Kashasha said in a steady voice, "Just leave with the guests. We will meet at the old place."
Scotland didn't say anything, and gripped the phone tightly, wondering if this could be an illusion.
"It's not an illusion." As if she understood his thoughts, Kashasha continued, "Although I can't prove it to you...well, let me think about it...well, I really can't prove it to you. .”
"I'm going out first." Scotland said.
He clenched the gun in his hand, whether this was really a cover-up trick by Kashasha or Spider, he had to go to the appointment.
Arriving at the appointment, Scotland met two people.
It's kashasha and spiders.
The former has taken off his disguise but is still wearing a lady's dress; the latter is obviously injured and is sitting in the back seat of a car thinking about life.
Next to the spider is an open first aid kit. Kawakami Ji was holding gauze to bandage his wound.
"Hello, Ghost's companion." Spider waved lazily at him.
"Okay." Kawakami stood up and clapped his hands. "Fortunately, the wire is not thick and can be cured in about two weeks."
"Introduction, this is Mr. Spider, Günter von Goldberg." Kawakami said to Scotland, "The world-famous killer and illusionist, our new member."
"Not a new member." Spider frowned and corrected Kawakami, "It's just that you have another long-term employer. I didn't join you."
