Jingguang was thinking about one thing.

Maybe Seiichi had a point when he said that Sanada was unlucky.

but,

Is bad luck contagious?

He looked at the dark intersection behind him, and the dark shadow hiding behind the electric pole.

The corners of his mouth twitched.

Brother, you were hiding under the lamp post, but have you ever thought about your shadow?

I saw the empty street behind me, under the bright street lamp pole.

A black line was stretched out and two shadows appeared, one short and one long, one deep and one shallow, with the bottom overlapping.

That's because the street lamp above his head and the adjacent street lamp not far away are shining together. This phenomenon occurs when two different light sources shine on the same object.

After seeing Jingguang stop moving through the gap between the street lamp and the wall, the man sneaked a look at Jingguang, then quickly retracted his gaze.

Jingguang: “…”

This criminal doesn't seem to be very smart.

It seemed that he was annoyed by his own actions, or because he had been discovered.

so,

The man was so angry that he walked out of the cover of the street lamp pole and entered Jingguang's field of vision.

He was still a little surprised, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Aren't you going to run?"

Jingguang looked at the man in a black windbreaker with a black hood and a black mask.

The corner of his mouth twitched, and he looked at her with a strange aesthetic.

Why do you like to wear black from head to toe?

He put the shopping bag in his hand a little further away before looking up and asking, "So, what do you want to do, Mr. Prisoner?"

He had noticed that he was being followed before he entered the supermarket, and thought it was just a common thief who walked away when he saw there was no chance.

Unexpectedly, the guy was still there when I came out, and planned to follow me to my residence.

He could sense the fierce hostility, and what flashed through his mind was what Sanada said when he met him yesterday.

Could it be such a coincidence?

As it turns out, it was probably just a coincidence.

His indifference seemed to annoy the man.

The other party pulled out a dagger from his arms and rushed towards Jingguang.

Jing Guang's expression turned cold.

He calmly watched the man approach with a dagger in his hand, then turned his body to avoid the sharp blade, grabbed the man's right wrist with both hands, twisted it, and dropped it to the ground with a crisp sound.

Then, with a fierce look in his eyes, he snapped twice without hesitation.

Directly removed his two arms.

The man screamed, and he could no longer hold the pistol in his left hand, which he had been hiding in his arms for a sneak attack.

He fell to the ground with his arms turned outward, which was a very creepy sight.

Knowing that if the roots are not removed, they will grow again in the spring breeze, Jing Guang raised his foot and crushed the man's finger bones in front of his horrified eyes.

There is no possibility that he will pick up a knife or a gun again in his life.

At this moment, the man lying on the ground kicked his legs wildly, but the pain in his arms and hands made him lie on the ground gasping for breath but unable to move like a dehydrated fish.