ultimate dark villain

Nobushi Mimura reset the hammer of the Beretta pistol and threw it towards Yutaka Seto. Although Yutaka Seto hesitated for a while, he still picked up the gun.

Nobushi Mimura's body instantly lost all strength, and he put his hands on his knees slumped.

"If you don't trust me, shoot me now, Afon. It doesn't matter, you shoot. But, Afon, I didn't kill the person. After killing me, you have to be careful and vigilant."

Seto Yutaka looked at Mimura Nobushi with wide eyes.

Mimura Nobushi lowered his head and continued: "I shot Iijima because I had to protect you. Damn it! But the second shot was really not made by me. Maybe that person was somewhere dark.

, looking at us."

Seto Yutaka's expression instantly became confused. Then,

"Ah - ah -" with a mournful face, he made a sound while running towards Nobushi Mimura.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry, Nobuhiro! I was shocked when I saw Iijima die, and that's why..."

Seto Yutaka put the pistol on Mimura Nobuhi's shoulder and burst into tears. Mimura Nobuhi still put his hands on his knees and stared at the ground. I don't know when his own eyes were filled with tears.

Somewhere in his heart, the self in the subconscious realm said to Mimura Nobuhi: Hey, is now the time to do this, Nobuhi? The two of them are facing each other like this, and their whole bodies are full of flaws, aren't they? Shouldn't they forget now?

Are there many enemies waiting around? Look at your watch. There is no time - that voice sounds a lot like your uncle's.

However, the voice was blocked by exhaustion, fatigue, and the shock of Seto Yutaka's suspicion, and could not reach the realm of consciousness.

Just kept crying.

Fon, I have tried so hard to protect you, but you doubt me, which is too much. Fortunately, I have always believed in you. Ah, but maybe Keita Iijima feels the same way: the people he trusts are unwilling to trust himself.

I did something excessive.

But why did that person kill Iijima first instead of me who had the gun?

In the midst of this sadness mixed with feelings of powerlessness and regret, Nobuhi heard the sound of snapping, snapping, snapping, like the sound made by an old typewriter.

There was a moment of hesitation, and a feeling like being stabbed by hot tongs came from everywhere in the body.

This was almost a fatal wound, but it was precisely because of this pain that Nobuhiro Mimura woke up. Yutaka Seto, who put his hand on Nobuhiro Mimura's shoulder, slid to the ground.

Behind Seto Yutaka, I saw a figure wearing a school uniform appearing in the deepest part of the farmers' association parking lot. He was holding a gun that was bigger than a pistol. It looked like a gun in a honey cake box. This

It's a black and gold MP5 submachine gun.

The silver-white hockey mask looks like the mask of death under the moonlight.

"Kill Seto Yutaka and get 800 luck points."

Sure enough, such a person can also provide a large amount of luck value. Is my guess correct?

It's a touching friendship bond, but I'm sorry, I also have reasons to kill you.

Because we are all poor people in a game of death!

The weak eats the strong, and no matter how much you don't want to, you can't resist.

On the other side, Mimura Nobushi realized at this moment that the thing that hit him was of course a bullet! Damn it, it penetrated Fon's body before hitting him.

His whole body felt hot and he felt his movements were a little stiff. Mimura Nobushi instinctively leaned to the left and picked up the pistol that Seto Yutaka had dropped on the ground.

After rolling on the ground, he stood up, aimed at the death-like figure under the moonlight, and fired several shots.

"Is it just this level?" Lin Hua snorted in his heart. As early as the fight, Lin Hua's figure had already moved quickly to the right.

Accompanied by the muffled sound of popping popping, the black and gold MP5 in Lin Hua's hand was like the bright fireworks exploding in the New Year, beautiful and intoxicating.

"Damn it!" He cursed lightly, and Nobuhiro Mimura felt a slight pain in his lower abdomen. Was it the bullet that had just passed through Fon's body?

However, despite being affected by the pain, Nobuhiro Mimura still struggled to dodge the bullet.

"No, it can't be like this. He has a submachine gun in his hand, and I have a pistol. If this continues, it will be me who dies!" He turned around and hid behind a boulder.

A series of bullets hit the stone, making a bang-bang sound and bursting out with sparks.

"Hiding behind the stone, do you think there's nothing I can do about it?" He looked at Nobushi Mimura's struggle indifferently. Although it was dark, Lin Hua could still see clearly through the use of Yuanli and the meager light of the moonlight.

The figure of Nobuhiro Mimura.

"Come!" Nobushi Mimura, who was holding a pistol in his hand behind the stone, gritted his teeth and thought to himself as he listened to the footsteps getting closer and closer.

Unforgivable, Feng, and Iijima, although I don't feel sorry for his death, but people who are so involved in the game will kill less people?

"Bang!" Suddenly, his figure jumped out, and he turned around to fire a shot. Like a cheetah, Nobuhiro Mimura suddenly jumped out from behind the stone. Regardless of the pain of the gunshot wounds on his body, he fired several shots at Lin Hua.

"Pah, pah, pah, pah!" There was no sign of surprise at all. If Lin Hua used this method in the time of Infinite World, even with his current strength, he might not be able to avoid minor injuries.

But now Lin Hua, before entering the world, after training in the never-ending training room, this kind of attack has been deeply rooted in his bones.

At the moment when Nobushi Mimura rioted, Lin Hua's nerves had already reacted subconsciously.

The bullet hit the ground, and he turned over and pulled the trigger.

The black MP5 submachine gun kept spitting out sparks.

The impact, which was twice as strong as before, hit the right side of the abdomen, left shoulder, and left chest area, and the pistol Mimura Sasuke fell from his hand.

However, at this time, Nobuhiro Mimura had already started running to the place where Yutaka Seto had planted the bomb.

He staggered a bit, but still lowered his body, ran quickly, and threw himself into the sliding door in one breath.

The impact points of the submachine gun were lined up in a row and chased Nobuyoshi Mimura. Just when Nobuyoshi Mimura thought, "I've escaped!", the front end of his right foot and the toe of his basketball shoes were completely blown off.

In Mimura Nobushi's head, he felt what real pain was this time.

"Ah!" He let out a soft cry, finally unable to bear the pain that penetrated his bone marrow, he cried out.

But Nobuhiro Mimura did not stop his actions.

Picking up the gasoline barrel placed behind the grass, he dodged, opened the door of the power plant, and ran in. In the dark space, he almost crawled back with his left hand and left foot. The bomb bag detonator was used.

Dragging with right hand.

Nobushi Mimura found that blood was pouring from his mouth. He had probably been hit by more than ten bullets, and the toes of his right foot were unable to stretch.

Never mind where the pain is most severe.

Mimura Nobushi glanced at the front end of the basketball shoes that had nothing left - I can no longer play basketball.

It's absolutely impossible. Even if I can play ball again, I won't be able to become a star player again.

This is where the legend of the talented defender comes to an end.

However, Mimura Nobuhi was more concerned about Seto Yutaka's condition.

"Afeng...is he still alive?"

Murata Hayashika, that guy must be Murata Hayashika, Kiriyama Kazuo and Kawada Shogo. Their body shapes and clothing are not like this. As for their classmates, it is even more impossible - blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and Mimura Nobuyoshi gritted his teeth hard -

—As for you, it seems that you are already involved in this game.

Then come over and chase me. Ah Feng is dead, but I can still move. If you want to give Ah Feng the final blow, wait until you hit me first, then come and chase me. Please, come over and chase me!

Nobuhi Mimura, who was thinking of luring Lin Hua away for Seto Yutaka, may not know yet that the string of bullets just hit Seto Yutaka's heart.

As if responding to Nobushi Mimura's thoughts, through the gap under the tractor in the power plant, a figure could be seen appearing in the pale backlight extending from the sliding door.

The next moment, there was another clicking sound of gunfire, which was not the sound of an MP5 submachine gun.

Along with the bright light that flashed continuously like a flashlight, bullets were fired everywhere in the room. Part of the farm machinery in one place was shot away, and the window on the opposite side was also shattered.

The gunfire stopped. Ammunition ran out.

The moonlight passed through the window, and he had golden hair, holding a black and gold Uzi submachine gun in his hand, with an indifferent expression, and a samurai sword behind his back.

Kazuo Kiriyama!

It turned out to be Kiriyama Kazuo!

He has been in the power plant.

The gunfire stopped and there were no more bullets, but of course Kazuo Kiriyama would refill the magazine immediately.

There was a hint of despair on Mimura Nobushi's face, but he still grabbed something that looked like a screwdriver and threw it to the left. It hit something, made a clang, and then rolled to the concrete floor.

Outside the power plant, Lin Hua, who was about to enter the door to pursue him, heard the familiar sound of gunfire, and his expression suddenly changed.

Kiriyama Kazuo, why is he here? Shouldn't he be chasing Nanabahara Qiuya? Is he lost or already?

"No matter what, just wait here for him to come to your door." Frowning, Lin Hua filled up the bullets of MP5, took out the Tang Dao from the ring, and carefully hid it deep in the woods.

It kept running, staring intently at the door of the power plant.

When he saw Kiriyama Kazuo suddenly appearing, Mimura Nobuyoshi originally thought that he would shoot there, but it would be better to say that Kiriyama Kazuo drew a fan shape with that place as the center and fired the bullets.

Nobushi Mimura crouched down, praying wholeheartedly not to be hit by this wave of gunfire. The gunshots stopped. Nobushi Mimura raised his head.

At this time, I felt that Kiriyama Kazuo was approaching.

Yes, Nobushi Mimura tilted his bloody lips and smiled. I am here. Come here...

However, that fellow Murata Linhua heard the gunfire and should have been waiting for help. Then Feng might.

Mimura Nobushi picked up the bomb with his right hand and placed it on his abdomen. Just like that, trying his best not to make any noise, he stepped back again with his left hand and left foot.

I encountered a hard object like a box behind me, so I circled around it and continued to retreat.

Of course, it was impossible for Kiriyama Kazuo not to hear that sound.

He must have known that he was hiding in the darkness in this direction.

In addition, the trail of blood trailing underneath him left him with nowhere to hide.

I saw Kiriyama Kazuo lowering his body and inspecting the equipment, tables and chairs in the power plant.

Confirm one by one, and at the same time gradually move closer to yourself.

Mimura Nobuhi Take a look around.

You can barely see the middle floor of the building opposite and the outline of the iron staircase leading there near the door.

If you are in good health, you may be able to rush towards Kazuo Kiriyama who enters the house from there.

However, this is of course no longer possible.

There is a trolley against the wall on the east side. It is a trolley with four small wheels used to carry goods.

Beyond that is the corner of the building, which serves as a cubicle for offices.

Immediately next to it, there is a side door leading to the outside. The sliding door is designed to allow vehicles to pass when fully opened; this side door can only be used for people to enter and exit. The door panel is closed.

There was no extra time to think about it. Mimura Nobushi dragged his body towards the trolley. When he got to the trolley, he gently placed the bomb on it. He opened the cover of the injection port and stuffed it in. It was originally hung on the side with a plastic rope and opened in the center.

Rubber block with holes.

He took out the detonating device that he had put into his pocket. Perhaps because of the injury, his fingers could not move flexibly, so he finally peeled off the tape attached to the battery.

A wire extending from the detonator was hanging down. Mimura Nobuyoshi twisted that wire and the front end of the wire connected to the capacitor circuit together.

Pull out the insulating film on the battery box, and the capacitor will start to charge quickly. You can hear a subtle but definite high-pitched sound like tinnitus. Quickly tear off the tape on the switch of the conductive device, and insert the electric tube deeply into the rubber cover of the gasoline barrel.

Then the entire circuit including the conductive device and battery box was placed on the car oil drum, but there was no time to properly fix it. On the right side of the shelling machine, Kiriyama Kazuo's feet could already be seen.

That's right. This is our last glimmer of hope. But Afon and I will both die here, and even now it's impossible to climb up the mountain again. So...

A special gift for you, Kazuo Kiriyama.

It's a pity that Murata Linhua didn't come in.

Mimura Nobushi kicked the trolley hard on the right rear with his left foot. He didn't have time to confirm whether the trolley could pass through the gaps between various debris, and smoothly slid to Kazuo Kiriyama. He ran towards the door handle of the side door with all his strength.

go.

It only took 0.2 seconds to unlock the door. Nobuhiro Mimura even put his right foot without toes to use. He kicked off the floor, almost as if he hit the door panel, and threw himself outside the building.

In the room behind Nobushi Mimura, the entire board wall expanded outwards for an instant, and then, there was a loud bang, shaking the night air covering the island. Kazuo Kiriyama threw it at Akiya Nanabahara, causing his ears to be temporarily paralyzed and lost.

Compared with the sound of a functional hand grenade, this loud noise was several times louder. Mimura Nobushi thought to himself: Ah, it seems that my eardrum is finished.

Lin Hua, who was outside, also heard the explosion and the radiating fire. He couldn't help but shrink his eyes. This guy actually had such a powerful weapon. At the same time, he was also grateful in his heart. Fortunately, he didn't go in, otherwise

If you do, you will be seriously injured even if you don't die.

Mimura Nobushi's body lying on the ground was blown away from the place by the blast and rubbed against the ground for a certain distance.

There was a scratch on his forehead, and there were unknown fragments or debris flying around, but when Nobushi Mimura looked back, he saw where the wall of the building should have been.

Debris that kept falling from the sky accumulated on the ground, and amidst the smoke and dust, only the skeleton remained.

Only a little wall remains on the north side where the building within the building is located, but through the smoke and dust, the interior furnishings of the building within the building can be clearly seen.

On the south side, even the roof was blown off, and the equipment and other items inside fell everywhere.

Even with unclear vision at night, you can see that everything has been burned to black.

There were two or three bright flames, and I didn’t know what was burning. The side door that Mimura Nobuhi jumped out of, only the lower hinge was still connected to the remains of the wall, and it looked like it was saluting as it tilted towards here.

With.

The office cubicle has also disappeared, and nothing is left in place. However, for some unknown reason, perhaps due to the suppression of the blast wind, the desk seemed to be pressed against the end of a harvester, clinging to the side that had been spared damage.

On the wall, emphasize your presence.

Something might have been blown up so high that it finally fell to the ground. It obviously took a long time to escape before it finally made a high-pitched metallic sound in the smoke and dust. However, Mimura Nobuhiro could hardly hear the sound.

Nobushi Mimura came back to his senses, raised his upper body from the pile of debris covering the wall or something, stared at the remains of the building, and let out a "ha!"

Yes, the effect of my home-made gasoline barrel bomb is really good. With such destructive power, the plan will definitely succeed. In the final effort, in order to let those kind-hearted classmates survive, Nanabahara and Nakagawa-san also

There are Utsumi classmates and the others.

However, it was too late. All in all, I finally defeated one of the enemies in front of me. Speaking of which...

"Afeng...I'm coming to accompany you."

Mimura Nobushi muttered as he finally stood up and knelt on his right knee on the rubble.

When you open your mouth like this, blood will flow from your teeth, and there will be severe pain from your chest to your abdomen.

It seems incredible that he is still alive.

However, Mimura Nobushi propped himself up with both hands, first landed on the heel of his right foot, then straightened his left foot, and finally stood up. He looked towards the room where the explosion occurred.

At this time, Nobushi Mimura saw: the broken wooden door was opened.

Kiriyama Kazuo rushed out quickly.

Seemingly nothing happened, he raised the machine gun that looked like a honey cake box with his right hand.

Hello--

Nobushi Mimura wanted to laugh in his heart.

No, in fact, the lips stained with blood might actually form a smile.

Are you kidding?

How is this possible!

But it doesn’t matter what Nobuyoshi Mimura is thinking.

Click, click, click! A sound like a typewriter, accompanied by the burst of sparks.

At this time, Kiriyama Kazuo had already fired.

This time, Nobushi Mimura was hit by the rain of bullets from the front, and staggered back on the rubble-strewn ground.

There was something against his back. Although he no longer needed to confirm what it was.

Kiriyama Kazuo stood quietly, as if embedded in the light emitted by the flames inside the building.

Behind him, he saw Nobushi Mimura lying on the ground, half of his body buried in rubble, and his face still facing the direction he was looking to the right.

Nobushi Mimura thought to himself. Kazuo Kiriyama, damn it, did I lose to you in the end?

Nobushi Mimura thought to himself. Fon, it's all my fault for being careless. I'm sorry.

Nobushi Mimura thought to himself: Uncle, now I am really embarrassed.

Mimura Nobuhi thought to himself. Ikumi, you want to have a happy relationship. My brother has no chance to understand what true love is. Brother, I... The submachine gun spurted out fire again, and Mimura Nobuhi's thinking was interrupted.

The bullet tore into Mimura Nobuhi's language center. Near Mimura Nobuhi's head, the windshield, which was already full of cracks, was completely broken. Most of it collapsed and fell to the ground, but there were still some fine mist-like fragments that fell like adding insult to injury.

On the body of Mimura Nobuhi who has long been gathering dust.

Then, Nobushi Mimura staggered forward and collapsed. A pile of rubble bounced up with a crash. It only took less than thirty seconds for the parts other than the brain to lose life. His beloved uncle's relics - originally belonged to his uncle

The earrings of the lover - stained by the blood flowing out of the left ear, reflecting the flames in the building, shining bright red.

In this way, Nobushi Mimura, known as the "Third Man", died.

I don’t know if it was the heat generated by the explosion, or the sadness over the death of the third man.

Raindrops fell one after another from the sky.

outside the house.

Listening to the gunshots and the standing figure that he remembered again, Lin Hua couldn't help but take a deep breath. Is this guy human?

There was no damage at all from such an explosion?

Yes, there was no damage at all. In Lin Hua's sight, Kiriyama Kazuo's clothes and golden hair were not even messy.

"Those who don't abide by the rules of the game are going to be killed!" His eyes shifted to where Lin Hua was hiding. Kazuo Kiriyama tilted his head slightly, thinking of the scene he encountered at the entrance of the tree cave before, and thought to himself.

The Uzi submachine gun was raised in his right hand.

"Are you going to do it?" Feeling nervous, Lin Hua tightened his grip on the MP5.

Excitement, fear, excitement.

All kinds of emotions filled Lin Hua's mind.

"Bang!" Suddenly there was a sound of gold and iron, not a gunshot, but coins.

A Japanese yen coin was tossed high from Kiriyama Kazuo's hand under the moonlight.

Then it fell down and landed firmly in Kiriyama Kazuo's hands.

After glancing at the coin, Kiriyama Kazuo walked towards the distance without looking back.

"This guy, do you use coins to decide?" Looking at Kiriyama Kazuo who was far away, Lin Hua even wanted to shoot directly for a moment, but he still endured it.

"Kazuo Kiriyama!" is truly a terrifying opponent.

Gently wiping the rain off the hockey mask with his right hand, Lin Hua chuckled and walked in the opposite direction of Kiriyama Kazuo.

But having said that, killing a strong man requires destroying a powerful organization, which is even more exciting, isn't it?

Thinking of being able to kill Kiriyama Kazuo with his own hands, the blood in Lin Hua's body even started to boil.

This kind of feeling has never been felt before even in the world of Infernal Affairs, when I single-handedly planned to conquer half of the country.

at the same time

A shrill alarm sounded suddenly, and the computer system of the command post of the game supervisor outside the island suddenly failed. The screen was in chaos, and the monitoring of all students was disabled!!

"What's going on? What's going on?" Lieutenant Anjo and other officers anxiously circled around the paralyzed computer like headless flies.

"Hacker programs have invaded and the computer system cannot run normally!!" The technician pounded on the keyboard: "System resources have been invaded!!"

“Where did the hacker come from?”

"There are too many connections and it is impossible to determine the enemy's invasion direction!!"

A flash animation appeared on the screen, a Q-version cartoon man made a dunk action, and the big "3" on his jersey flashed in front of everyone's eyes.

"What's this??"

"Virus intrusion! The speed is too fast and cannot be removed!!"

"The system database has been modified, the satellite GPS monitor has been frozen, and all collar radio wave monitors have failed! Only the bugs can still be used."

"Let me think of a way!" Anjo yelled at the technician at the top of his lungs. But it was to no avail.

"Moxi Moxi." On the island, Kitano watched as all the lights in the detector dimmed instantly, his face couldn't help but change, and at the same time, the phone in his pocket rang.

"Kitano, at nine o'clock tomorrow morning, East Coast, I believe you have seen it, but I didn't expect that among this class of students, there would be an amazing person." A deep voice came from the phone.

"I understand!" With an inexplicable light shining in his eyes, Kitano nodded and said softly.

"Then, I hope I can meet you!" Looking at the moon hanging high in the sky, Kitano closed his eyes slightly.

middle East.

A strange middle-aged man.

In the dark room, a computer made a noisy sound.

The middle-aged man's hands kept typing out commands on the keyboard.

What a strange person, in this dark room, he was actually wearing a pair of sunglasses.

After a long time, he stopped his hands and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Friend, I can only help your nephew get here."

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