Conan: I'm not really a winery boss

Chapter 499 Unexpected Situations
On the other hand, Bourbon's battle with the champion was at an impasse.

He has no weapons that can inflict damage on the champion, and a champion missing an arm cannot catch him.

But it's not a one-on-one battle, and teammates who can't help can sometimes be a hindrance.

The champion jumped over the bourbon and rushed to the hiding survivors.

Due to time constraints, Bourbon was unable to channel these survivors' fear of monsters, nor could he train them into warriors in less than a day.

Therefore, those survivors became his weakness, the variable in this battle.

"Block the door with something!" Bourbon shouted while running after the champion, and had to guard against the champion's sudden return of his carbine.

"That kind of iron plate, can it stop me?" The champion grinned with a cruel and bloodthirsty smile.

It chose the room that was making constant banging noises.

The champion turned sideways, left side forward, and slammed the door open with his muscular left arm.

Taking advantage of this sudden stop, it turned around sharply and swung its left fist at Bourbon.

Because it was concealed by the action of hitting the door, the champion did not have any warning this time.

Bourbon's center of gravity sank, his feet stopped at the same time regardless of inertia, and he leaned his body back as hard as he could, with his knees at right angles and his body almost parallel to the ground.

Phew, the huge fist and the blood-red muscular arm were less than three inches away from Bourbon's face. The wind of the fist lifted his bangs, and the shadow of his arm made his expression look cloudy and uncertain.

The champion didn't stop, he raised his right foot high and stepped on it.

Bourbon leaned back on the ground with his intact right hand and turned sideways with his strength.

An instant mistake would determine the outcome. Bourbon was out of rhythm and could only dodge the champion's successive attacks.

But at this moment, a burly orange figure sprang out of the knocked-open room.

Police officer Mu Mu tightly held a sharp and sharp chair leg that was smashed at the tip,
He waited too long for this opportunity.

At this moment, two policemen rushed out from the next room, and one of them jumped forward and hugged the champion's legs.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Police officer Mumu stabbed the sharp iron chair leg into the fracture of the champion's right shoulder.

"Roar!" the champion cried out in pain, wanting to turn around and smash Mu Mu's head.

At this moment, Bourbon jumped up violently, inserted his thumb into the champion's left eye, clasped its face with the other four fingers, and kept pressing his thumb inward.

Police officer Mu Mu also twisted the iron rod in his hand non-stop, smashing the flesh and blood on the champion's shoulders, blood spattered on the ground, and on his clothes and face.

The champion who was [-] meters tall was suppressed and knelt on the ground with one knee.

"Won."

The moment this thought came to Bourbon's mind, the champion suddenly changed his attack, instead of hitting with his fist, he grabbed with his palm.

Instead, he swung his left arm outward, rubbed Bourbon's abdomen with his forearm, and pushed him away.

Then he grabbed the iron pipe inserted into his right shoulder with his left hand, pulled it out forcefully, and lifted the iron pipe high.

Police officer Mumu, who was clinging to the iron pipe, was also lifted into the sky.

The champion swung his left arm down hard, and Mu Mu couldn't hold on to the iron rod anymore, and his strong body fell directly to the ground.

"Roar!" The champion roared, ignoring the police officer who was hugging its right leg, and kicked Mumu, who was lying in front of it, flying away with a kick like kicking a football.

Then it kept moving, directly piercing the head of the policeman on the right leg with the iron pipe in his left hand, and then let go of his fist and smashed the skull of the policeman on the left leg with a back swing.

"Ha ha--"

The champion opened his big mouth capable of biting off a human head, half roaring and half laughing, the only remaining eye was full of ferocity, and the blood stains all over his body merged with its skin color.

It swayed and turned towards Bourbon at an extremely fast speed.

Bourbon was about to dodge, but his legs felt numb, he twitched a few times like a cramp, and fell to the ground.

"What's the matter?" Bourbon straightened his upper body and looked at his twitching legs.

Only then did he notice that the clothes on his abdomen had been torn, and there were tiny but dense bloodstains on the epidermis of his abdomen.

He suddenly remembered the fluff on the champion's forearm.

It was poisonous, and this red muscle monster was even more special than the one I met before despite its similar appearance.

The champion, who was rushing towards Bourbon, suddenly turned his head 180 degrees and glanced back, then his body tilted.

It's being targeted by someone.

"It's really sharp." The muzzle of the sniper rifle held by Akai Hideichi tilted down, and the cigarette fell down at the same time he opened his mouth.

"But can you pay attention to my side all the time?"

The moment the cigarette bomb fell to the ground, the champion bent his legs and leaped upwards.

bang bang.

Two bullets flew past its soles.

At this moment, Akai Hideichi raised the muzzle of his gun and threw it at the champion who jumped into the air without even aiming at it.

The champion's left arm exploded with blood, and it used it to protect its head.

Bang, the champion fell to the ground and immediately bounced up.

Bourbon straightened his upper body with difficulty and looked at the figures on the left and right sides of the mechanical door.

"you."

"It's support, everything is in Fu Jiang's plan." The "woman" with a ponytail behind her head replied.

"Huh..." Bourbon let out a heavy breath, unable to raise any more strength, his whole body limp on the ground, his vision gradually dimmed.

The "Fu Jiang. Hehuan" champion suddenly opened his mouth and called out Fu Jiang's name, "He is here too?"

Cheng Shi frowned vigilantly, "Do you know him?"

"I don't know." The champion stood up straight, "But I know, he is dead, just like you."

The champion is dead.

Officer Mumu's iron rod had already penetrated its heart, and Bourbon's thumb had also been pressed into its eye socket and injured its brain nerves.

The reason why it uses its arms to block the bullets of the sniper rifle to protect its head is because it considers itself a champion, and a champion needs a death that matches the champion.

……

A monster dressed like a researcher ran towards the laboratory with "Wei Young" on his shoulders.

When it came to the door, it took out the door card and swiped the lock. With a beep, the door of the laboratory was separated from the left and right.

There is only one monster in the lab, Tokaj in a white coat.

There are no guards, no evacuation, it is still doing experiments in a leisurely manner, as if nothing can make it panic.

The monster carried "Wei Young" into the laboratory, looked around, and confirmed that there were no other creatures except Tokai.

Tokai frowned, "What did you bring her here for?"

"Take it as a pass." The monster turned around and threw "Wei Young" on its shoulders out of the laboratory, "but it's not needed now."

It turned over the test stand and jumped directly at Tokaj, grabbing its hand tightly.

Tokaj's wrist was firmly held by the only assistant in the base who could cooperate with him in the experiment.

It seemed to understand something, and turned to look at the door.

In the slightly cloudy pupils, a man wearing a low top hat and a monster carrying a rocket launcher on their shoulders fired rockets into the laboratory together.

boom--

The air wave of the explosion swept away, blasting all kinds of chemical instruments made of glass to pieces.

The flames engulfed Tokai's entire body.

But Fu Jiang's mouth drooped, because there was only one explosion.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the black barrel of the bazooka was aimed at his head.

　Thank you for not selling the two hundred rewards of the dusk

　　
　
(End of this chapter)