Chapter 771 Are the people in the Metropolitan Police Department so fierce?

The blade flashed, and Kikuchiyo's blade silently slid gently from the tablecloth to the marble under the tablecloth.

The pool table was broken in the middle in an instant, and even the guns in the middle of the secret compartment were cut out with a smooth cut.

"What?!"

Tsuchida Hitoshi was stunned when he saw the strange scene in front of him.

The pool table was cut open like this? !

If it were a human, it would probably be cut in half on the spot...

Wait, something is wrong, where did this knife come from? !

Tsuchida Hitoshi was surprised at first, and then he was confused.

However, Fujino did not give him the opportunity to ask questions.

After cutting the pool table with a sword, Fujino's figure turned into a shadow, and he quickly rushed towards Tsuchida Hitoshi, then raised Kikuchiyo in his hand and fell again.

Another blade flashed again, and the silver-white barrel of the pistol in Tsuchida Hitoshi's hand was cut in half.

Half of the gun barrel fell to the floor with a crisp "click!" sound.

Only half of the gun was left in his hand.

With the potential energy of swinging the knife, Fujino turned again, raised his left elbow, and hit it out like a hammer, making a close contact with Tsuchida Hitoshi's face.

Under the impact of the huge force, Tsuchida Hitoshi's neck was dislocated and tilted to one side.

Then his body was like a kite, flying in the air in a perfect arc.

Then one side of his face fell straight to the floor, and he fell into a sweet sleep like a baby.

"BOSS!"

A bald man saw Tsuchida Hitoshi being knocked out, and reached into his pocket to take out a gun.

But before he could take out the gun, Fujino rushed forward and kicked him out with a flying kick.

"Let's go!"

"We all followed the leader through the sword and gun, let's not lose face for the American gang!"

"Be alert!"

"Shit!"

"He only has a sword!"

"Can he kill all of us? !"

"Go and grab the gun and he'll be done for!"

The American gang members watching the scene around were clamoring.

Although they all saw their leader being elbowed and knocked away, the second in command being kicked away, and they also witnessed Fujino chopping off the pool table with a knife.

But as gang members, they were not big in anything except courage.

Without thinking too much, they all rushed forward.

"Douzi, put the gun away!"

Fujino quickly glanced at the American gang members who were running over to grab the gun, and put Kikuchiyo back into the sheath in his hand: "Leave this group of people to me!"

"...Oh! "

Kaito Kuroba hesitated and responded.

Then he looked at Fujino, who rushed forward with a knife and mixed with more than a dozen people, and was silent for a while: "..."

So, this guy should be a detective, right?

Although he had heard that Fujino's method of dealing with criminal organizations was very fierce and violent.

But you...

This is too fierce, right?

…………

"Ah--! !"

As the melee of more than a dozen people began, a woman in a dress among the onlookers first let out a sharp cry.

Then, the onlookers around, who had not yet recovered from their shock, became agitated.

In the crowd, Sato Miwako caught a little brother of the American gang, raised her leg and kneed him to fly away, and then asked Megure Jusan who was standing aside: "Inspector Megure, that Higgins should be Fujino, right?"

"It should be like this!"

Megure Jusan threw another little brother of the American gang over his shoulder and knocked him unconscious: "I don't think anyone else would dare to rush up and beat up more than a dozen people except Brother Fujino. "

"What should we do now?"

"Let's subdue these people first."

Megure Jusan sighed, feeling a little helpless.

Their original plan with Fujino was to catch them and search this place when they were liquidated.

But who could have thought that Tsuchida Hitoshi would not play by the rules!

Normally, the club was won away, and a large sum of money was won away. Anyone with a little bit of brains should wait until the other party left and then secretly retaliate, right?

How could someone just pull out a gun and threaten in front of a bunch of people after losing?

Is it really that bad?

Is this the brain circuit of a normal person?

…………

On the other side, Kuroba Kaito took out a white cloth to cover the gun in the secret compartment, and all the guns in the secret compartment disappeared.

He just stood up and raised his head, and saw a black shadow flying towards him.

"What the hell? !"

He reacted quickly and dodged directly.

"Bang! "

A dull sound sounded behind him.

Kaito Kuroba turned his head to look at the bar that was smashed through behind him, and saw a man with his upper body embedded in the wine cabinet and his lower body hanging outside, which looked like an anime style.

He swallowed his saliva and looked in the direction where the man flew.

As far as his eyes could see, a woman in a white dress and short hair joined Fujino's melee.

At this time, the woman was kicking people away at a frequency of one kick per child.

And she was wearing high heels...

It was like a Valkyrie descended to the earth!

Next to the Valkyrie, there was a fat man in a suit.

Although it is not as powerful as the Valkyrie.

But the little fat man is extremely flexible.

Continuously using over-the-shoulder throws, knocking people around to the ground.

These two people, Kuroba Kaito, knew each other. They were both policemen from the Metropolitan Police Department.

When Fujino was handling the case before, both of them were police officers handling the case. He remembered this very clearly...

But that's not the point.

The point is, are all the people in the Metropolitan Police so fierce?

…………

Soon, all the more than 20 American gang members in the bar room were ‘arrested’ by Fujino and others in the box.

When the plainclothes policemen who were ambushing downstairs came up, only a few members of the American Gang survived.

The American gang members who were 'subdued' and gave up resistance were handcuffed and concentrated on an empty floor in the box.

"We are the criminal police of the Criminal Division."

Miwako Sato took out the police manual, showed it to those who were still awake, and said in a deep voice: "You are suspected of smuggling firearms, smuggling drugs, organizing violent crimes, and extortion. Now we have officially arrested you. Do you have any objections? "

Member of the American Gang: "..."

Do we dare to be meaningful?

The few people who were still conscious didn't dare to say a word.

The black-skinned young man Toru Amuro, who was handcuffed and squatting among them, was also silent.

After going upstairs, he did not go downstairs and began to investigate matters related to gun smuggling.

I watched a billiards match by the way...

I just didn't expect that this group of people would draw their guns and knives during the competition, and then start an offline real-person PK melee.

Several policemen suddenly appeared from the crowd and took care of dozens of them.

Especially the woman in the dress kicked everyone hard.

Even he was almost accidentally kicked by a high-heeled shoe.

Aren’t the people from the Metropolitan Police Department too fierce?