Conan: What's wrong with my Yan Shuangying's painting style?

However, the SKJ865 flight that was taxiing and making an emergency landing was attacked. This meant that the attackers could not be assassins from a mysterious organization, but rather some other force.

However, he had never heard that such a force existed in Hokkaido.

"What are you afraid of?!"

It was noticed that many mercenary soldiers did not take action, probably because they were intimidated by Yan Shuangying's aura.

The Death Merchant's deputy couldn't help it. He flipped over and jumped onto the tilted plane, waved his hand and spoke loudly.

"Why waste time talking to him? Kill him! No matter how powerful he is, he's only one person, and there are more than ten of us. Do you think that with more than ten people and more than ten submachine guns, we are afraid of a blind man wearing sunglasses late at night?!"

After these words were spoken, many mercenary soldiers no longer hesitated.

They all raised their guns at the same time, aimed at Yan Shuangying's position, pulled the trigger directly, and prepared to fire.

However, at the moment when these mercenaries pointed their guns at Yan Shuangying, a black pistol appeared in each of Yan Shuangying's hands, and the muzzle was shining with a deadly gray light.

The next moment, gunshots and flames covered the surface of flight SKJ865.

"W-what's going on?"

At this moment, the top official of Hakodate Airport, who was still using a telescope to observe the situation, exclaimed.

He is still standing here watching the fight - it's not that he doesn't want to resolve this incident, but with the salary they get, it's impossible for security personnel to fight terrorists with submachine guns with batons.

The gun is fast from three steps away, and accurate and fast within three steps! Although it is said that a single sword can break a gun, it is not this gun that is broken!

The security personnel are already doing their best and are worthy of their salary by leading the evacuation of passengers preparing to board the plane. They cannot be expected to do anything more, and it is impossible for him to personally deal with the terrorists, so he can only do this OMO.

"What's going on...huh?!"

The deputy director raised his binoculars and exclaimed in surprise.

He could hardly imagine that the terrorists who had just been standing on the surface of flight SKJ865 had been wiped out at this moment, with only two people still standing on the surface of the plane.

Looking at the ground near flight SKJ865, many bodies can be seen!

“…Who on earth is this guy?”

The deputy director of Hakodate Airport muttered in shock.

The deputy head of Hakodate Airport was not the only one who wanted to ask this question. The deputy of the Death Merchant who was facing Yan Shuangying at this moment also wanted to ask this question.

————The opponent’s strength is extremely terrifying, and the suppression power is so strong that it is unimaginable.

More than ten submachine guns were firing in an almost coverless manner, but in the end they didn't even touch the corners of the enemy's clothes. Instead, they were pierced through the head by pistol bullets one after another and died on the spot!

One against thirteen, two small pistols against thirteen submachine guns, and as a result, twelve of the thirteen submachine gunners died!

Even if you tell others about this kind of thing, no one will believe it!

"Now, you're the only one left."

Yan Shuangying's voice rang out.

But this time, the sound was not coming from in front of him, but from behind him!

The Death Merchant's deputy turned around suddenly and saw a pistol pointed at his head. The crisis of death instantly spread in his heart and spread to his whole body in an instant.

In Yan Shuangying's sleeve, the eagle claw hook slowly retracted, carrying with it some debris from the surface of the aircraft body.

————If you want to be able to fight thirteen people without any cover without getting hurt, it is not enough to rely on a fast gun.

He had just used his eagle claw hook and a mobile combat method, using the outer surface of the SKJ865 flight to carry out mobile combat. Now he was able to get behind the opponent quietly and completely put an end to this battle.

"Who the hell are you?!"

The Death Merchant's deputy said in disbelief.

This is really fucking weird. It's okay that a little-known theater troupe can afford such a highly skilled sniper, but they can actually afford such a terrifying killer to provide random escort?

The cost of hiring guards alone is almost as much as the price of that sapphire star, right?

"Oh? You attacked me, but you don't even know who I am?"

Yan Shuangying looked at the terrorist in front of him, then spoke calmly.

"I am Yan Shuangying."

Chapter 344 Tonight, Yan Shuangying joins the hunt (1/5)

"Yan Shuangying?"

The Death Merchant's deputy's expression changed.

He had never heard of this name. This was not some legendary killer known worldwide. And judging from the order of the names, it seemed that he was from a big country in the East or Singapore... But, how could such a monster come out of such a country?

"My friend, I remember there's an old saying in the Eastern countries: 'When you meet, leave a way for us to meet again in the future.'"

"Our target isn't you, but the Sapphire Star on this flight. This confrontation was purely a misunderstanding. Why don't we make peace with each other? Don't worry, you won't lose anything!"

He said as the deputy instinctively stepped back.

"Have you heard of the famous arms dealer in Southeast Asia? The one known as the Merchant of Death, Brian D. Kadokura?"

"We are the Death Merchant's subordinates, and this operation was also planned by the Death Merchant. Do you still think that the Death Merchant can't offer any benefits for reconciliation? Even if you won't give me face, you should give the Death Merchant some face, right?"

————Brian D. Kadokura, who?

Yan Shuangying looked at the Death Merchant's deputy.

Just as the other party focused on the battlefield and arms trade in Southeast Asia and was unaware of him in Tokyo, Yan Shuangying was determined to kill the Black Organization and those idiots who were seeking their own death, and would not pay attention to the arms dealers in Southeast Asia.

But it didn't matter that he couldn't remember who Brian D. Kadokura was.

Because, as long as Brian D. Kadokura is still in the Hokkaido area, he will soon become a dead man that no one cares about. At that time, no one will care about the face of the Death Merchant.

The dead have no face.

Snapped----

Shuichi Akai grabbed the side of the tilted cabin door and rolled out.

He raised his head and looked at the body that fell to the side and the urban legend standing behind the body. There was no other emotion in his heart, he just felt that all this was within his expectations.

————If this group of terrorists who attacked the taxiing and forced landing plane could kill Yan Shuangying with just a dozen people.

It has to be said that these terrorists are truly gods among gods. Any one of them is not much inferior to the former ace of the Black Organization, Gin. It is a waste of their talents to let them strafing a plane here.

"..."

Yan Shuangying's gaze fell on the other person's half-covered mask, which was a little difficult to stretch.

For a moment, even the urban legends of Beika Town were temporarily speechless because of the other people's divine attire.

Didi————

The rapid sound of flashing police lights approached Hakodate Airport from far away.

Flashing blue and red police lights can also be seen in the night sky, as well as the clattering sound of helicopter propellers turning.

It is obvious that the police officers of Hakodate Police Headquarters inherited the mysterious characteristics of police in movies who always arrive at the scene after everything is settled and then strike hard at the good guys who remain at the scene.

"Where are you going next?"

Shuichi Akai listened to the sirens and asked the figure not far away in disbelief.

The figure turned around and disappeared in the wind. All that could be heard was the words that figure left for Akai Shuichi——

"hunting."

The night is deep, and tonight, Yan Shuangying joins the hunt!

The urban legend of Beika Town quietly disappeared from Akai Shuichi's sight. The opponent's speed was so fast that even he, who was known as the Red Comet... and was once code-named Rye Whiskey, could not catch sight of the opponent.

This is quite similar to the speed Kyogoku Makoto used to attack the two pilots in the cockpit.

However, as far as Shuichi Akai could remember, when he and Yan Shuangying had teamed up to attack the Black Organization's stronghold, Yan Shuangying did not seem to have displayed such terrifying speed.

If Yan Shuangying had not been hiding his strength from him at that time, it would mean that Yan Shuangying had evolved again in just one month.

————It’s simply a criminal’s nightmare.

Akai Shuichi was amazed in his heart.

There is an urban legend about a person who is already terrifyingly strong, and is still getting stronger at an accelerating rate. He never stops burning with anger, believes in killing evil and kills criminals indiscriminately. No one knows what kind of place can produce such a person.

He stood on the inclined surface of flight SKJ865 and suddenly remembered the time point the other party had told him.

1945 years.

He thought that Yan Shuangying was being humorous for a while and was joking with him, but now, a strange thought inexplicably flashed through his mind——

Perhaps he really was a man born in 1945, a warrior forged in the Second Great War?

call out----

The police car rushed out directly from the vicinity of Hakodate Airport.

The staff there did not dare to stop them, for fear that the Hakodate police, whose blood pressure would soar, would just perform a police car show to destroy the parking lot. Then not only would he lose his job, but he would also have to pay to go to work.

Looking at the police car of Hakodate Police Headquarters approaching here quickly.

Akai Xiu was not panicked at all.

After the police officer got out of the car and looked up at Shuichi Akai in confusion, he jumped down slowly and landed unharmed. He stood among the body of the submachine gunner and a pool of blood, and took out his ID.

"I'm a member of the Tokyo Regional Headquarters of the Japanese Public Security Bureau."

He said without changing his expression.

"Huh? The Japanese Public Security Tokyo Headquarters...?"

The police officer from Hakodate Police Headquarters was stunned.

He took the ID, a look of confusion in his eyes. He couldn't understand why the Japanese public security officers from Tokyo would appear at Hakodate Airport in Hokkaido, and on a hijacked plane...

"this is……"

The police officer looked at the name on the ID, raised his head, looked at his tight mask, hesitated for a moment, and asked.

"Are you sure you are Rei Furuya?"

Akai Shuichi nodded without hesitation and said seriously.

"Yes, I'm Rei Furuya, a member of the Public Security Planning and Countermeasures Division of the Tokyo Regional Headquarters of the Japanese Public Security Bureau."