ultimate dark villain

When I got a heavy basketball in my hand for the first time and stood on the free throw line to shoot, didn't the ball pass through the basket beautifully and score?

"History of Faith."

Hearing Seto Yutaka calling him, Mimura Nobushi raised his head.

"Are you ready?"

"that……"

Seto Toyo was embarrassed, then he took out a small notebook and wrote in a panic.

Mimura Nobuyoshi read what he wrote under the bright moonlight by the window: The pulley is missing.

He suddenly looked at Seto Yutaka. The expression on Mimura Nobushi's face was probably terrifying, and Seto Yutaka shrank back.

Half of the ropes and pulleys should have been carried by Seto Yutaka. Basically, Seto Yutaka was responsible for keeping the pulleys after they were taken down from the well near the hotel. He must have not known how to put them away after getting them here.

Where is it?

Nobuyoshi Mimura once again put down the rope and backpack on his shoulders.

He knelt on the ground and looked around carefully. Seto Yutaka followed suit.

The two of them groped around in the darkness, but couldn't find it. Mimura Nobushi stood up and looked at his watch. The hands had already passed ten-thirty and were almost there.

So Nobushi Mimura took out the government-issued flashlight from his backpack, put his hand around the light bulb, and turned on the switch.

Even though I had tried my best to prevent the light from leaking out, this wild place was still filled with dim light. The embarrassed expression of Seto Yutaka was right in front of me. Then, Nobuhiro Mimura looked over his shoulder, and immediately

I found the pulley. It was placed on the other side under a tree, on the ground in the corner with nothing nearby. It happened that the moonlight outside the window could not reach the dark place. It was not even a kilometer away from where Seto Toyo put his backpack.

Feet far.

Mimura Nobushi winked at Seto Yutaka and immediately turned off the flashlight. Seto Yutaka hurriedly picked up the pulley.

"I'm sorry, Nobuhiro."

Seto Yutaka said apologetically. Nobuhiro Mimura smiled bitterly.

"Hey! Please, A Feng."

Next, put the backpack and rope on your shoulders and pick up the gasoline can.

Although Nobushi Mimura is confident in his physical strength, these two things are still a bit heavy.

The rope will gradually lose weight halfway, but this twenty-meter-long gasoline barrel must be carried all the way up the mountain. And it must be carried quickly.

Seto Yutaka picked up the rope, and the two of them walked towards the east side, where the pale moonlight shot into a slender strip of light.

"I'm sorry, Nobuhiro."

Yutaka Seto said it again.

"It's okay, don't worry about it. But you have to work hard next."

Looking to the left, on a slightly higher ground, you can see the hotel surrounded by hills. There are several trees growing near the grassland in front of you, and one of them is particularly tall, which is the tree intended to be used to tie the rope.

The kite string pulled down by Nobuhiro Mimura and Yutaka Seto from the mountain was fixed on the left side of the tree. In other words, the kite string passed through the side of the hotel and connected in a straight line to the rock on the mountainside. In fact,

The total length exceeds 300 meters.

I really admire myself for coming up with this method. Can that kite string really pull the rope up the mountain safely?

Mimura Nobushi sighed, thought for a while, and then spoke. It didn't matter even if his words were eavesdropped.

"Afon."

Seto Yutaka, who was on the left, looked up at Nobuyoshi Mimura. "What's going on?"

"We will probably die here. Are you prepared?"

A Seto Yutaka was silent for a while, and then immediately replied: "Well, I'm ready."

"ok."

Nobushi Mimura held the detonator again and smiled.

However, when something passed through the corner of his sight, the smile on his face suddenly froze.

On the east side of the parking lot, in a lower field, a human head popped up.

"Afon!"

As soon as Mimura Nobushi finished speaking, he took Yutaka Seto's arm and ran towards the back of the sliding door of the power plant he had just walked out of. Seto Yutaka staggered a bit because he was holding a heavy soil bomb, but he still followed him.

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While hiding in the darkness of the sliding door with a lowered posture, Nobuhiro Mimura had already pulled out his gun and aimed at the figure.

The figure shouted: "No, don't shoot! Mimura! Don't shoot at me! It's me! Iijima!"

Then Mimura Nobuhi discovered that the figure turned out to be Keita Iijima.

Keita Iijima was a classmate who had a good relationship with Mimura Nobuhi and Seto Yutaka in the class, but the emotion that occupied Mimura Nobuhi's heart at this time was not the increased sense of security from his companions, but a feeling that something was wrong.

Mimura Nobushi found that now that things have happened, he really doesn't like to see anyone else join him as a companion. Damn it, why did you choose it at this juncture?

"It's Iijima, Nobuhiro. It's Iijima!"

Hearing Seto Yutaka shouting excitedly from behind, Mimura Nobuhi felt that he was really in a strange situation.

Keita Iijima stood up gently and climbed up to the building site around the farmers' association. He was holding a backpack in his left hand and something like a kitchen knife in his right hand. He said tremblingly: "I saw a light..."

Nobuhi Mimura gritted his teeth. It must have been the bright light he emitted when he turned on the flashlight and turned it off immediately in order to find the pulley. Nobuhiro Mimura regretted that he actually created a bright light out of impatience, which was not like his own style at all.

Keita Iijima continued: "Then, when I got here, I realized it was you. What are you doing? What is that thing on your shoulders? Is it a rope? Let me join you too."

Someone was eavesdropping. Seto Yutaka frowned and looked at Mimura Nobuhi. His eyes seemed to be slightly widened because he found that Mimura Nobuhi had not lowered his gun.

"Xinshi...Xinshi, what's wrong with you?"

Mimura Nobushi made a gesture with his free right hand to stop Seto Yutaka from coming forward. "Toyo, don't move."

"Hey." Keita Iijima said, his voice trembling a little.

"Why are you pointing that thing at me? Mimura?"

Mimura Nobushi took a breath and said to Keita Iijima: "Don't move." At the same time, he felt Seto Yutaka next to him became nervous.

Keita Iijima took a step forward, and the sad expression on his face was clearly visible even under the moonlight.

"Why? Why on earth? Have you forgotten my face? Mimura? Let me join you."

Nobuhi Mimura cocked the hammer of the Beretta pistol with a click.

Keita Iijima stopped.

There is still a full seven or eight meters away.

"Don't come here." Nobushi Mimura repeated slowly.

"I can't be with you."

Seto Yutaka made a sad voice from the side. "Why? Nobushi Iijima can be trusted!"

"It seems that these two people don't trust each other very much?" Lin Hua, who was hiding aside, wearing a silver-white hockey mask, looked at the two parties confronting each other.

But it seems that the boy with the gun has some plan. Wait and see, maybe he will find something.

Lin Hua also walked near the power plant at the beginning and rushed over after seeing the lights. Who knew that he would see such a wonderful plot as soon as he came over.

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