People In Conan: Started Becoming A Demonic Guardian

"What's going on?" he

glanced around, and there were two more people lying on the ground, one of whom was a foreign friend with a golden retriever.

"A few of them came up and said that they wanted us to cooperate, and then they wanted to kidnap Xiaolan, they should have come for her. "

They had tranquilizer guns, but they were kicked by Ran carelessly.

When Fujiwara heard this, he saw a scrap iron tranquilizer gun that had been crumpled together by a huge force on the ground.

And Joseph was still wailing on the ground, clutching his loins, and weeping and crying out to the heavens and the earth.

Oda Gugo was directly knocked out by Mao Lilan, and the least injured person on the field was Aiikeyama, but he was also kicked numb by Gray Hara.

I haven't recovered yet...

He really didn't expect a little girl to jump up close to two meters high and give him a kick.

Gong Shoulang, who was hiding in the shadows, came relatively late, but he also witnessed that scene.

I was going to look for an opportunity to rescue them, but now there is another tall man.

She was just about to run away before she thought of something else.

Whoosh—a thud

of breaking wind passed past my ears, and then I saw a small pebble embedded in the trunk of the tree.

This... How much force is that?"

Fujiwara frowned, he had already seen a sneaky woman peeking there.

Gong Shoulang clutched his chest, obviously frightened, if this blow came at her head, it would definitely be pierced.

Weighing the pros and cons, she didn't dare to call the police, so she could only walk out head-on.

The other party is extraordinary, I think it should be on which road, if she reports her name, she should not bully her, a weak woman.

The first priority is to eliminate the anger of the other party.

"This boss, we don't mean to offend, it's all a misunderstanding!" Gong Shoulang faltered, waving his hands, completely exposing his hand to their sight.

"Tell me, whoever sent you here, I will send you down if I can't tell me. Fujiwara Yusheng had a cold face, and since he had been under surveillance before, he had been wondering who had hired someone to spy on him.

Thomas Sindora has not been followed or monitored for a long time since her death.

It was hard for him not to suspect that he had guessed wrong.

For the safety of Gray Plains, I have to guard against it.

"Nobody, nobody, no one sent us... It's all a misunderstanding. "

Don't you say it yet?"

Fujiwara snorted coldly.

With sharp eyes, Gong Shoulang suddenly felt like a man's back, and the kind of eyes that wanted to devour life alive were more oppressive than the eyes of the so-called ruthless black boss she had seen.

Compared to it, it feels like it was a small fight before, and Fujiwara doesn't know how many people he has killed with this substantive murderous aura for the rest of his life.

She immediately weakened her legs, and knelt directly on the ground with a plop, her heart sank, and she was afraid that she would encounter hard stubble today.

If you don't get it, you will confess.

The gray plain mourning on the side was stunned for a moment, and he didn't know why Fujiwara had such a big anger for the rest of his life.

Ashbara, who hadn't felt the smell of alcohol for a long time, was uncomfortable, and she always subconsciously forgot another layer of Fujiwara's identity for the rest of her life.

"I'll give you a chance, there's a little lie, hum..." Fujiwara didn't say much, and picked up a stone from the flower bed lightly.

Then staring at Gong Shoulang, the fingers on his hands slowly twisted, only to see that the stones gradually turned into powder.

"I said, we're not locals....."What

kind of monster is this man.

Gong Shoulang trembled and told the origin of their group.

Fujiwara's face slowly softened from the cold at first.

It turned out that their group of people was a local gang, but they didn't do anything bad on weekdays, and most of them robbed the rich and helped the poor.

Because I did my own thing, I offended a local group and was calculated by the other party, who killed the president of a rival company and then blamed them.

As a result, Mano Kazama, their boss, was caught by Ginzo Nakamori because he wanted to protect them.

Later, the gang was also dismissed, and the rest were brothers from childhood to adulthood, and they could only hold Nakamori Ginzo's daughter hostage in exchange for the boss's release from prison, forcing the other party to investigate thoroughly and compromise.

About half an hour later, Gong Shoulang finished explaining, and the three men on the side also squatted next to the flower bed.

"So you recognize her as Nakamori Aoko? kidnap Nakamori Aoko to change that kind of wind..."

"It's Kazama Mano!" Gong Shoulang emphasized, and then immediately softened the eyes of the rest of Fujiwara: "You can call it whatever you like."

"I don't care about the rest, get out of here with the people who brought you, as for your boss, Nakamori Ginzo is not as unbearable as you think, okay, let's not take it as an example, if you tell a lie today, come to me and die, don't try to deceive me, you can't escape."

Fujiwara left a sentence and left with a few people.

Conan glanced at the few people who were downcast, there are many gangs in the neon area, and the evil ones should be the majority, and this minority is actually quite scarce.

It's just that I don't know how true or false their words are.

"Did you just let them go?" Conan felt that with the means of Fujiwara for the rest of his life, he should kill them all and leave no trouble.

"Otherwise, I'm more inclined to say it's false, so that you can..."

"If they are, that's it, if not, then it's not. Fujiwara said something in the clouds.

"What are you talking about?"

Conan looked at the confused Maolilan and sneered, and what he gained was a burst of Maolilan.

...

Gong Shoulang looked at the distant back in front of her, and she finally collapsed on the flower bed as if relieved.

Her back was soaking wet.

In just one hour, it is comparable to living like a year.

Josel looked down in contemplation, as if recalling something, and pulled out a palm-sized piece of paper from his bosom.

The other two were checking their injuries.

"Sister Lang, why do I feel that man is a little familiar?" Oda Gugo rubbed his shoulder, which was still hot and painful.

"I also feel like I've seen it somewhere..."Xiangikeshan also touched the footprints on his face, still reminiscing about the demeanor of that foot.

"It must be him! It must be true!" Joseph suddenly crushed and held the piece of paper in his hand.

In the eyes of others, it is an ordinary, crumpled tattered piece of paper with black and white images.

"You think it's a newspaper, right? Why did you cut out the picture on it? "Gugo Oda doesn't quite understand Josel's brain circuits.

"This is President Fujiwara! Of course I'll have to cut it off!"

"Wait, he's Fujiwara for the rest of his life?".