"Haha... Although I have long thought that I might have such a day, after all, in this ghost place, I still played a little too crazy."
Seeing that he was surrounded by enemies from all sides, Yan Qing did not panic, but instead showed a ferocious smile.
"So I don't have any complaints, but - I don't necessarily lose!"
"The star below is Tianqiaoxing! I am Yan Qing, one of the Eighteen Heroes of Liangshan. Now——"
"screw you!"
Hei Laodeng, who had no martial ethics, just slashed at him with his sword.
Yan Qing ducked backwards, but Joan of Arc had already waved the evil dragon flag and poked at him.
In addition, there are sharp blades spinning in the air. Although Lawrence is a little weak due to the release of the Noble Phantasm, he is still able to create some gem sharp blades.
"Damn it, can't you just wait for me to finish what I'm saying!"
Yan Qing dodges and deflects several attacks, retreats to the corner, and roars angrily.
"You'll die if you say it, but you'll die if you don't say it. What's the use of talking so much!" Annuo sneered, "Just what you did in Shinjuku, look at what your brother Yu Qilin did after you went to Juyi Hall
I’ll let you kneel down for a few days and nights!”
What Annuo said was quite literate, and he seemed to have read Water Margin.
Yan Qing was startled for a moment, and randomly showed an angry expression.
"Then don't live anymore!"
He did not choose to attack - or in other words, he knew that there was no possibility of winning against several powerful servants. Instead, he would be like a sad clown if he was eliminated in a few strokes.
Yan Qing's choice is——
drop.
He took out a button from one of his pockets and pressed it.
"What it is!"
Jeanne's eyes widened and she pointed her evil dragon flag at Yan Qing.
Drip, drip, drip.
"It's a bomb!" Matthew's voice in the communication suddenly became urgent. "It's right below this house. There are still...twenty-three seconds before the explosion!"
"Everyone, get out of there quickly!"
"Tsk—" Annuo gritted his teeth, spat, and kicked Yan Qing up as he looked at the sneer.
"Pfft——"
Annuo's huge force kicked Yan Qing directly into the wall, and Yan Qing spit out a large mouthful of blood.
"I'm going to pick up Lawrence! Wang, little girl from France, you two take the master and leave! As for Holmes Moriarty, you two, wish yourselves the best!"
Annuo turned over and sat on his will-o'-the-wisp, raised his butt and sat down suddenly. The ground under the motorcycle collapsed instantly. The motorcycle landed. He grabbed Lawrence and threw it into the back seat. He twisted the handlebar and roared.
He rushed out directly in the direction he came from.
"Master, hold my hand!"
"Master-chan, catch me quickly!"
Artoria and Jeanne stretched out their hands to Fujimaru Ritsuka at the same time.
Without nodding, Fujimaru Ritsuka always chose to trust his servants unconditionally.
Of course, except for people like Moriarty.
Snapped.
The three of them grabbed each other's hands, and Arturia and Jeanne used their strength together to lift themselves up high and jump out directly from the gap on the side of the club.
And the moment they landed—
Buzz——
boom!!!!!!
A huge explosion occurred behind them.
"This guy is really a complete lunatic. With such a huge impact...didn't he intend to survive?" Leonardo patted his chest, his face a little ugly.
She was already considering whether to forcefully transfer Fujimaru Ritsuka Reiko back.
How long ago did you encounter such danger?
"Master-chan, are you okay?" Jeanne glanced at Ritsuka Fujimaru, who was wearing a suit, looking a little nervous.
"As long as Miss Artoria and Miss Jeanne are here, I will be fine." Fujimaru Ritsuka responded to Jeanne with a smile.
"It seems that all the idiots who were dancing inside have been wiped out. Lawrence, do you want to save them?" Annuo, still holding the cigar he had lit before, turned his head and asked.
"......No."
Lawrence got out of the car with lingering fear, looking at the clubhouse that had turned into a burning ruin, with disgust in his eyes.
"Those who can dance peacefully in the center of Shinjuku will be wiped out if they are wiped out."
She sincerely looked down on these so-called "rich people" who were not in the mainstream.
It can be regarded as a character with clear hatred.
"What about Holmes and the Moriartys? Are they all dead?" Joan of Arc looked around and asked a little strangely.
"Still alive! And very much alive!" Moriarty's voice came from the corner of the street, a little angry, "Do you really want me to die!?"
"Ah ha, I'm sorry, I can't die just yet." Holmes walked out from the other side of the street corner, looking calm and calm.
Everyone in Chaldea gathered together again and looked at the ruined clubhouse.
"Um......"
Holmes touched his chin. There were still people who were not completely dead struggling and groaning around the ruins. His eyes focused on one of them.
"Well......"
Moriarty stroked his beard, narrowed his eyes, and looked at the same person.
Annuo rolled his eyes.
"Now that you've seen it all, what's the ink mark on there?"
He drew his holy sword.
Zheng——
Poof——
"ah--"
Annuo's sword penetrated a person who looked like an ordinary citizen.
The disguise faded away, and it was Yan Qing.
"Those... damn... eyes of yours!"
Yan Qing's expression was full of anger.
"What? You still want to run away now?" Annuo pulled out his sword with a smile, and there was an obvious blood hole on Yan Qing's chest.
With such an injury, there is no doubt that Yan Qing will retire.
"Haha...that's not true..."
He knelt down weakly on the ground with a sad smile on his face.
"As a proud Liangshanbo knight, I will die here..."
"However, I should have given up my honor long ago, right? It's really troublesome..."
"Ah, haha..."
"Honor and pride?"
The memory of the doppelgänger has long been left in Yan Qing's spirit base, and there was a strong look of confusion in his eyes.
"I still remember that at the beginning, I wanted to kill that Archer..."
"Where did my pride go?"
After saying that, he closed his eyes, and his body fell to the ground as if it collapsed, turning into a flash of golden light and disappearing from the same place.
"...Shinjuku's Assassin, Yan Qing, confirmed to be eliminated."
"The battle is over, thank you for your hard work."
Seeing Yan Qing disappear, Ma Xiu finally breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile.