Holy Grail War? Dragon Ball Wars!.

"What happened?"

Chianti frowned and asked after reuniting with Cohen.

"do not know."

What greeted him was Cohen's confused shaking of his head.

He vaguely remembered from the communication before that Gin and Vodka said they were following Vermouth, but later no matter how he called he couldn't get in touch with them so he followed the route to look for them.

As a result, I saw this scene on this street corner.

"Hit by a car?"

It has to be said that the current situation of vodka and gin is unimaginable.

One was hit into the wall and got stuck, and the other was stuffed headfirst into a trash can.

This is not a normal thing to happen.

"Where can you find a car in a place like this?"

"If I had known I should have taken a picture before, it doesn't seem too late now."

"Better not to do that."

Facing the two people who had been knocked to the ground, Chianti's gloating look was very ignorant, and Cohen stopped her.

If such a shameful thing were seen by others, it would probably be difficult for Gin to accept, right?

If someone takes a photo of me as having a dark history, I will definitely be killed.

"The person is still alive, but it's hard to say how badly injured he is."

I had seen the injuries of the two men before. Vodka's was on the chest and Gin's was on the chin. Both of their wounds looked like they had been hit hard by something.

There is no way that such injuries could be caused by those hostile forces.

With the abilities of those guys, if they really had a chance to catch Gin and Vodka, they would not have just left them here like throwing away garbage.

"I have already dispersed the idlers. Now just don't let anyone get close to me."

We definitely cannot let the ambulance take these two people directly to the local hospital.

So it is best to contact the organization’s forces in Singapore to handle it.

With the organization's capabilities, it would be no problem to have a place to heal injuries.

"Tsuna, run over there!"

But at this moment, strange words sounded, making them look sideways.

"Sorry! Excuse me!"

I saw a young boy pulling a little girl towards the intersection, and then turning around and crossing the street.

The other party ran away without even looking at the two people lying on the ground, leaving them puzzled.

"Yes, there are traces of footsteps here."

Not long after, the two heard a new voice, which was undoubtedly the tone of an adult.

"It looks like there are more people coming. I'll go scare them away."

Taking out the gun in his hand, Chianti said with some anticipation.

If the other party doesn't know what's best for you, it's okay to just pull out a gun and kill him here.

Just because there is no target, I can satisfy my craving for shooting.

"Hey"

But just as she approached the intersection and tried to aim the gun at the other person's head, something unexpected happened.

"Snapped!!"

"Eh?"

Before she could fire the gun, the other party reacted even faster and grabbed her wrist, then kicked her to the ground. Under the pain, the gun in her hand was snatched away and pointed at her head.

Chianti was stunned by the quick and agile movement.

Could it be that she met an ace agent from some country?

"Do not move!"

L sat directly on Chianti's back, clasped both of her hands with one hand, pointed a gun at her, and then glanced at Cohen who also had a gun pointed at him.

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Conan followed behind him and was also stunned by his smooth operation.

Not

As a detective, isn't this level of force a bit excessive?

He just noticed an "acquaintance" walking out from the corner with a gun. Before he could even shout out a warning, L had already counterattacked the other party.

It was so fast that even Conan couldn't see it.

Obviously from observation, L's pale skin shows that he should not be the kind of person who can move very well.

If he had this ability, Gin would have been in jail long ago.

But the next moment Conan realized that L's eyes were wandering and realized that there was more than one person.

He then closed his mouth and remained silent.

"What's going on with this guy?!"

"It's really scary. I run into someone incredible just around the corner."

Compared to the panicked Chianti, L slowly shook his head and looked at Cohen and said.

"Is this a murder scene?"

Even though Cohen was pointing a gun at him, L was talking as if nothing had happened.

“It seems we have some misunderstandings.”

"Does misunderstanding mean pulling out a gun?"

L could feel that the person beneath him was concealing his strength and preparing for an opportunity to resist. Hearing Cohen's words, he said calmly.

(This guy)

Chianti was pinned to the ground, temporarily unable to move, but she did not panic.

Cohen will definitely find a chance for himself to break free, and then he will make sure to teach this guy a lesson.

"too late"

But at this moment, Chianti and Cohen heard L's calm voice.

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"boom!!"

"Varied!?"

There was a whistling sound, and a football rushed out from the corner in an inverted "V" shape.

"Snapped!!"

Cohen didn't expect this to happen. The ball hit him in the face and sent him flying.

"Cohen!"

At this moment, L quickly stood up, pulled Chianti up, released his hand, and kicked him towards Cohen.

He then grabbed Conan who was running over, and the two of them used Chianti's body as a cover and went straight through the alley.

"Ok?"

At the moment of passing by, Conan saw the "acquaintance" lying on the ground. He opened his eyes wide but was unable to break free from L's grasp and could only "walk away" regretfully.

"hateful!!"

"Don't even think about running away!"

"and many more!"

After adjusting his body balance, Chianti wanted to chase after him, but was stopped by Cohen.

“Don’t make things complicated.”

This was a completely unexpected encounter.

It didn't look like the other party was coming for them, but rather was trying to chase the two little ghosts who had passed by here before.

It was just that Chianti provoked the other party, which resulted in an unexpected disaster.

(He was talking to buy time, actually to let the companions behind me find my position.)

He was hit by the football and lost his balance. Even if he wanted to shoot, the opponent's action of grabbing Chianti and using him as a "shield" extinguished his idea.

Not to mention that the action of kicking Chianti down in front of him and crossing the road was so smooth.

It was as if that person had calculated it carefully.

It was obvious that any mistake would lead to irreparable consequences, but it succeeded nonetheless.

What a scary guy, it feels like he's facing Gin.

Cohen was speechless after being beaten by that series of actions. The reason why he stopped Chianti was very simple.

If Chianti rushed forward with his brain, he would probably be captured immediately.

"But! My gun was taken away!"

Chianti shouted angrily, unable to bear the humiliation.

I thought it was just a simple matter of scaring people, and it was a sure thing, but how did it turn out like this?

"What are you...?"

At this moment, Vermouth came out from the other side, looking at the miserable appearance of several people, she was puzzled.

Just now, she saw a stranger holding Conan and passing by, and she was worried about what happened.

As a result, it seems that Chianti suffered a great loss?