Budo Supreme from Conan

After a while, the angry Miyano Shiho stopped. Without looking at Jiang Wudao who was lying unconscious on the ground, she said lightly: "Stop pretending, I know very well the strength I used."

How big is it, and what do you plan to do in the future?"

"You told me that, except for you, there will be no problem for all of us to move freely. But what are you going to do? Just hide in a small place and practice martial arts hard for more than ten years. In the end, for yourself and for us, you will kill Black

Clothes tissue is solved?"

There was a hint of distress in Miyano Shiho's eyes. The lives of other people were still so colorful and full of fun. But why did he have to practice martial arts in obscurity for more than ten years and finally save everyone? This was too much for him.

It's not fair anymore.

As if he could see what Miyano Shiho was thinking, Jiang Wudao touched her hair and said softly: "I came to this world to practice martial arts. At the beginning, I only planned to practice martial arts. You, Miyano Akemi

, I won’t even care.”

He paused and continued: "But in the martial arts hall, I saw a poor child, which shocked me greatly. He must be just a microcosm of the tragedy of this world, and you, it is you who gave me a little

Silk’s humanity, so I have to do this.”

After he finished speaking, he opened his arms and held Miyano Shiho in his arms, and the two of them hugged each other tightly.

This is what happens on the surface, but is it really the case?

"Hey, I'll go and finally coax this little ancestor. I'd better not tell her about the mask after that, otherwise I always feel like something will happen."

Jiang Wudao left, resolutely, without any hesitation. Miyano Shiho expected him to look back at her, but he didn't. She couldn't help complaining in her heart: "Why are you still a fool, after so many years?

A little progress.”

Thinking about how many years it would take before he could see Jiang Wudao again, Miyano Shiho felt very sad, and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

At this time, Jiang Wudao naturally didn't know that he was going to do something big. He didn't lie about one thing before. The little girl with an abnormally large head really made him feel uncomfortable.

So now he wants to change the world, and he definitely can't do it by himself. His first step is to make money, and his second step is to practice martial arts, and use his hard fists to tell them that I am not afraid of anything except nuclear weapons.

A few days later………

A certain gangster said to another gangster: "Have you heard about the Shadow Lord who is very popular recently?"

"Ha, what is that? Is it a new two-dimensional character that came out recently? Why don't I know, am I out of date? I'm sorry."

"That's it, the underground king who is famous in Tokyo. It is said that he has a particularly powerful power. Not only that, he also eats both black and white. He owns a pharmaceutical company on the white road. It is said that the medicine they make can cure all diseases.

.”

"How do you know so clearly? Are you trying to trick me into joining that organization, but it turns out that the organization is super rubbish and you don't even have any money, just for my money?"

When the first gangster saw that he was not trusted by his companions, he became angry on the spot and yelled at his companions.

"What are you talking about? Who saved you when you were swimming in elementary school? Who helped you when you wanted to be a gangster in the future? But now that you are talking to me like this, we have been gangsters together for more than ten years, right?"

"Okay, okay, I understand. What are you telling me all this for?"

"It's just to get you to join the organization. In fact, I was forced to join at the beginning, but after I met the leader of the organization, I was forced to surrender."

The same thing happened in various areas of Tokyo. There is no doubt that this was done by Jiang Wudao. He found a group of gangsters and conquered them with his absolute force. They consciously recruited new people on their own initiative.

After a while, most of the people in the organization arrived, but Jiang Wudao waited quietly with his arm dragging his chin.

"Everyone, everyone is here. At present, our organization is still relatively small, only about forty people. Are you very disappointed, but on the contrary, this is your opportunity, because our organization will definitely develop

Strong!"

A meal of chicken soup was vigorously fed to a group of people present. The first batch of organization members raised their arms and roared one by one. They were very excited. They didn't know what kind of ecstasy soup Jiang Wudao poured into them.

"Hey, why are you so hopeful about our organization?"

The gangster glanced at his childhood friend and decided to give him a hand.

"Don't talk like that, boss, he will show off his magical powers soon."

Jiang Wudao had no intention of slowly gathering his power from the beginning. Relying on force and money is the most reliable method. If I give you a sweet date after a big stick, you won't surrender?

Jiang Wudao, who was squatting to rest, stood up and pulled out a piece of steel with a wave of his hand.

"This is a piece of steel. Anyone with eyes must be able to see it. What I want to tell you is that I can break this kind of thing casually. Not only that, I can also dodge pistol bullets."

This act of taking objects out of thin air directly shocked most of the people present. Those who were new to the organization kept telling themselves that this was just magic.

"Some people may think that this steel is fake. Well, each of the forty people present here will hit this piece of steel with your greatest strength and see if you have any effect!"

Jiang Wudao's voice was loud and inspiring. If this piece of steel was real and he could make a groove in the steel later, all the newcomers would completely surrender.

There is no doubt that the imagination of these newcomers needs to be improved, and they simply cannot imagine Jiang Wudao's true strength.

After everyone had finished trying it and realized that it was real steel, Jiang Wudao took the piece of steel in his hand and shook it hard. Suddenly, a groove in the shape of a handprint appeared on it.

"How is that possible?!"

The audience was in an uproar. The newcomer simply could not believe that human power could reach such a level.

Before he could even play, Jiang Wudao threw the heavy steel on the ground and stepped on it, just like an ordinary person stepping on a can, flattening the steel.

At this time, a silver flash of light passed by everyone present and headed straight in the direction of Jiang Wudao.

Those were bullets. Everyone present looked back and saw a gangster standing there blankly holding a pistol.

The gangster who invited his childhood friend to join the organization immediately became angry, holding his collar with his hand and saying: "Who asked you to do this! The boss has just developed this organization."

The gangster who was being held up by the collar trembled with his hands and accidentally dropped the pistol. His whole body was trembling and he said: "I, I, I don't want to either, it's..."

"Put him down, I asked him to do it."

Jiang Wudao's energetic voice came from behind, and it didn't sound affected by the bullet at all.

"How is that possible? Boss, boss, he caught the bullet with two fingers!"

A man with glasses and a bookish temperament looked at Jiang Wudao's fingers and said in shock.

What? How is that possible!

Only then did everyone present realize that the boss was fine, and they all walked to him to look at the bullets in his hands.

"That's right," the bookish person continued: "The pistol bullet introduction I saw when I was in school is exactly the same as the bullet casing in the boss's hand."

"I asked him to do that. Didn't I say that I could dodge bullets? Just now was my proof of that. I asked him to shoot at any time."

Afterwards, Jiang Wudao looked at the young gangster who was shooting, helped him up from the ground, and dusted him off: "But I really didn't expect that you wouldn't choose to shoot when I was stepping on steel, because at that time

It's easier if I open the door wide."

Jiang Wudao applied for this pistol from the black organization, of course, before leaving the organization. So of course the quality of this pistol is needless to say, it is the same model as the gin.