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Chapter 611: Bourbon: Another fatal case

In a hotel room.

The sofas, tables and chairs were pushed aside, leaving an unobstructed area.

Tsujima Shuji and Fifaku took off their coats, wearing only simple shirts, and stood facing each other.

Wei Que's sleeves were rolled up, revealing his fair and strong arm lines, a few buttons of his shirt were loosened, and he even took off his sunglasses.

Seriousness written all over his face.

But the young man stood opposite with a calm and leisurely attitude, his shirt was neatly buttoned, and there were no wrinkles on his body.

It gives the impression that he is not serious.

The two of them were not preparing for a boxing match, but for a real fight.

Weapons can be used when necessary.

It will not stop until one of the parties admits defeat.

On the other side of Bourbon and Scotland, where tables and chairs were piled up, two men with naturally curly black hair were seen fighting.

"Weiqiao, you are so weak."

"Turn around, turn around and fight back! Your reaction is too slow!"

"Wouldn't you feel ashamed if an adult lost to a minor?"

"Kaa, you are too serious, please deal with that guy quickly."

The blond man held a can of beer and pointed while shouting.

The expression on Scotland's side gradually became complicated.

Obviously the scene would be the same if Bourbon went up there himself.

Who is the person subdued by Kaa's moves every time?

The red-haired man listened to the song indifferently, as if the scene of the two fighting was not worthy of his attention.

"Now..." The young man stepped on the wall and jumped up.

He kicked the black-haired man violently.

The opponent who was kicked could only fold his arms to defend passively, and was kicked backwards repeatedly.

The young man kicked the opponent one last time, then stopped kicking, and with the power of the last kick, he jumped up and spun again in mid-air.

Appeared behind the man.

Before the man could turn around, a gun was pressed against the back of the man's head. At the same time, a dagger was pressed against the man's neck, even leaving a bloody mark.

"check mate~"

[Checkmate.]

"Admit defeat." The black-haired man raised his hands to express surrender.

It's not that he didn't think about using weapons, but the other party didn't give him a chance to take out his weapons.

At this level, it is too much for Bourbon to still say that Kaa is letting off steam.

He somewhat understood why Kaa held a high position at such a young age.

Almost the second he admitted defeat, the gun on the back of his head was removed, and the dagger on his neck was also removed.

He touched the tiny scars on his neck with his fingertips and felt a faint sting.

"Sorry, sorry, I couldn't control my strength~" The boy raised his hands and apologized sincerely.

The weapon had been put away long ago, and it was completely impossible to see where the other party had placed the weapon.

"Can't control it? Just pretend it's not under control." Wei Que smiled, yawned, and didn't care about the marks on his neck.

Wei Que didn't believe that this kind of strength would make it difficult to control one's strength.

But since I can't think of a way to offend Kaa, let's just think that the other person "didn't control his strength well" and "was careless".

"Aren't you going to the archery range? Let's go." He covered his mouth with his hand, yawned, and greeted the young man.

"That's it? Is it over? You should have punched this guy in the eye. It doesn't matter if he's wearing sunglasses anyway." Bourbon stood up and said, looking like he wasn't fully enjoying the show.

"I don't mind punching you." Wei Que looked back at him, smiled casually, and put on his sunglasses.

"Do you think I'm afraid of you?" The blond man sneered.

"Bourbon, if you are so bored, do you need the master to play with you?" The black-haired and wild-eyed boy put on his coat and chuckled.

"Pfft, haha, what? It turns out to be an energetic golden retriever dog." Wei Que suddenly laughed unceremoniously.

The blond man's aura suddenly darkened.

"Why don't you two compete in archery?" Tsushima Shuji kindly reminded from the side.

"I can do it, as long as someone dares." Wei Que shrugged.

"Let's compare." The blond man did not hesitate.

"Compared to the Feast, Bourbon is so childish." Shuji Tsushima complained to Scotland and Laphroaig.

"Bourbon...has always been like this." Scotland said with a complicated expression.

No, in fact, Bourbon was very mature at other times, and could even be said to be mysterious and taciturn.

It's just that when he is around Kaa, he will be like Zero when he was a child.

You have to run away quickly, if this continues...

It's really out of control.



Besides the five of them, there was also a woman on the shooting range.

The action is very standard.

Accurate but...somewhat average.

When he saw them coming in, he turned his head and looked over. He stayed on Tsushima Shuji for a while and then took them back.

"Mr. Crane, come on." Tsushima Shuji held a long bow and said to Wei Que.

"What about me? Master Xiuzhi actually doesn't cheer for me as a bodyguard?" The blond man smiled brightly, but the background was gloomy.

Traitor!! Kaa, the traitor who cheats and cheats!!

Is it just because that guy from Wei Que also has naturally curly black hair and a pretty face?!

"Um...come on?" Tsushima Shuji pondered for a moment and said perfunctorily.

Bourbon: OK, perfunctory enough.

Oh, little traitor.

Do you remember who cooked the food you ate?

Spit it out!

The blond man was holding a bow and arrow and wielding a long sword.

"Did Tohru-kun secretly play Sword Art Online too much behind our backs?" Shuji Tsushima complained behind him.

"Maybe." Midorikawa smiled.

Zero, who secretly practices his swordplay behind everyone's back, is as competitive as ever.

Toru Amuro, who heard the complaint:...

The hand holding the bow tightened.

Forget it, just pretend you didn't hear it.

The two people kept pulling the bow, trying how hard they should use.

He obviously looks like a newbie.

So the first arrow missed without hesitation.

The second arrow hit the outermost circle.

After trying again and again, the two were able to shoot the arrow into the eighth ring.

She already has better grades than the lady next door.

Shuji Tsushima was also shooting arrows. Each arrow was shot at the same place, and the previous arrow would always be broken by the next arrow.

Sora Sakai and Mutsu Midorikawa are also shooting arrows, and their results are also good, and they can occasionally hit the target.

The woman surrounded by five strong men looked a little unacceptable.

So she shook her hand and the arrow flew out.

Flying out of the archery range.

"Not good -" the woman took off her shooting glasses and exclaimed.

Shuji Tsushima and others looked in the direction where the arrow flew away.

"It would be bad if someone passes by." The young man said with a worried tone.

"Yeah, you'll be hurt," Wei Que agreed from the side.

The two looked like they were really worried about passers-by.

Until everyone saw the arrow shooting straight towards a car on the road.

The car stopped.

A familiar figure got out of the car.

"Who is it! Who did it?" the figure who got out of the car shouted angrily.

"It's Mr. Mori..." Tsushima Shuji said with emotion.

"What a good luck." Toru Amuro also said with emotion.

Tell me, how many people will die in today’s murder?


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