The opponent's ability is targeted by [Protection from Evil]!
Even restraint!
Recalling Bundy's appearance before, Jason was quite confident in his guess.
"That is to say..."
"The other party had the purpose of weakening me from the beginning."
Jason whispered to himself softly, his eyes flashing with a hint of coldness.
The other party comes with bad intentions.
Naturally, he wants to retaliate.
Life in the city that never sleeps has already taught Jason what to do.
Someone has stretched out a malicious paw towards you.
Then just...chop it into pieces!
Click, click.
No. 13 bullets were stuffed into the magazine of the lever-action shotgun one by one.
Jason took out the whole box of explosives hidden under the seat and placed it where he originally sat. He sat on the opposite side and poured kerosene around while raising his right hand and knocking.
Side coachman's window.
Boom, boom.
The gentle knocking sound was enough for Finch to notice.
The young police officer calmly began to control the speed of the carriage, making it travel one-third slower than usual.
Since the other party chose to 'abduct' Bundy as the beginning of the plan.
Then, everything will naturally be arranged after that.
In other words, whether Jason discovered the other party's intention and did not go to the 'Moon Mask' Club and stayed at the police station, or whether Jason did not discover it and went directly to the 'Moon Mask' Club, the other party had a back-up plan.
Under such a premise, it is certainly impossible for Jason to do what the other party wants.
Therefore, it is necessary to disrupt the opponent's rhythm.
At this moment, Finch was doing just that according to Jason's instructions.
Finch tried hard to act normal, but his eyes couldn't help but look around.
He seems to be investigating something.
This is not difficult for Finch.
Because he really wanted to see the planner.
Unfortunately, in the early morning mist, there were many early risers, and it was difficult for the young police officer to distinguish which one was the organizer.
Even, in Finch's view, every one of them is suspicious.
Finch's appearance naturally attracted the attention of people passing by.
Especially, when the carriage turned a corner and entered Kensington Street, and the speed slowed down again, Finch attracted more and more attention.
Because, no carriage has ever been so slow on Kensing Street in the morning.
But soon, people let out waves of exclamations, because just when they were about to reach the street leading to the 'Moon Mask' Club, when they were supposed to turn, the slowly advancing carriage suddenly accelerated straight away.
Rush forward.
"Finch? Finch?"
Hall's shout came from the carriage following behind.
However, the young police officer ignored him and instead accelerated the carriage.
"Discovered?"
"pity……"
"It's a bit late!"
In the early morning mist, a figure who had been attracted by Finch's strange appearance for a long time could not help but shake his head as he looked at the carriage going away.
He admitted that this young 'night watchman' was indeed unexpected.
But, that’s it.
The strength may be good, but the experience is too shallow.
It was only after we hit the road that we realized something was wrong.
"really!"
"It was just because of good luck that I destroyed the arrangement of the 'Moon Mask'."
"But good luck once does not mean good luck every time."
This figure whispered to himself.
But he forgot that it was precisely because of Jason's "little experience" that he avoided the trap he set in the "Moon Mask" police station.
Or……
The other party remembered, but deliberately ignored it.
People are always lucky.
And, selectively receive the information you want.
To those disadvantageous?
Always turn a blind eye.
Tread, step.
The man in the mist stepped forward. At this moment, he took out his hand that had been inserted into his coat and pointed at the carriage that was speeding away.
next moment--
A completely dark carriage appeared quietly.
As if invisible, it suddenly passed through the shops on one side of the street and crossed in front of the carriage driven by Finch.
The distance between the two sides was less than ten meters, and there was no time to brake.
"Sir Jason, be careful!"
With such a cry, the young police officer chose to jump out of the car.
This is the best choice right now.
If you jump down, you may end up with a bruised nose and face, or even broken bones and tendons.
But not jumping?
That would be shattered into pieces.
The figure in the mist obviously expected this scene, but he paid no attention to Finch.
After all, his target from beginning to end was the 'night watchman' in the carriage, not a small police officer.
Calculating the optimal distance, the other party waved his hand suddenly.
I saw the dark carriage lying in the middle of the road standing up like this, and moving out of thin air. At this time, the carriage originally driven by Finch was about to hit the middle of the dark carriage, but as the darkness
The carriage stood upright, and immediately it felt like they were moving in tandem.
Then,
The door of the dark carriage opened.
call!
The cold breath was like the cold wind in the far north, instantly covering the carriage of the carriage beside him.
The man walking in the mist had a winning smile on his face.
The opponent's steps became faster and faster.
At this moment, the two carriages had already stopped.
The dark carriage is controlled by a man.
The other one stopped because the horse pulling the cart was affected by the cold breath.
Soon, the man ran to the carriage.
The other party opened the car door with a face full of expectations.
But then the expectation solidified on this man's face.
Because, not only did he not see the target person, but he saw a whole box of explosives.
Moreover, the smell of kerosene filled the nasal cavity.
trap!
This word popped into the man's mind.
Subconsciously, I turned around and ran.
but,
late!
A lit explosive fell at his feet.
boom!
Amidst the huge explosion, the shock wave mixed with flames instantly engulfed the man and the two carriages.
The two carriages were completely torn apart.
Debris and debris were flying everywhere.
The man was knocked away by the huge impact.
But the man did not die on the spot!
The man, who was covered in darkness and had several broken bones, struggled to get up from the ground, but Jason was faster.
Jason, who had jumped off the carriage just before turning onto Kensington Street and was observing in the dark, pulled the trigger at this moment.
boom!
Click, click!
Amidst the unique rhythmic sound of the lever-action shotgun, the opponent's upper body was shattered by the pellets contained in the No. 13 bullet.
However, the man did not die.
He is still struggling.
Of course he has to struggle!
He still has many useless backup plans!
He will soon be promoted from 'gravekeeper' to 'corpse transporter' in a real sense.
He is unwilling to give in!
I’m not willing to die like this!
"etc!"
"I……"
He shouted loudly, but...
boom!
Click, click!
boom!
The continuous fire from the guns of the 'Winchester Brothers' concealed everything.
Four No. 13 bombs silenced the man completely.
Jason looked at the other party's body coldly. After putting down the gun, he suddenly raised his hand——
"si ot yn!"
"'i!"
An invisible special force field instantly covered the man's body.
