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.
To be continued...