Hallmaggio was about to catch up with his prey.

It may be just two steps away, or one step, and he will immediately step into meat sauce by Misda, who is running away in a panic.

But, at this moment, somehow, Mista seemed to have regained his eyes, and the speed of jumping on the wall suddenly became faster.

"What?"

Hallmaggio frowned tightly.

Misda's overly tenacious vitality made him think of cockroaches involuntarily.

Many times you feel like you are about to stomp the cockroach, but these things that cannot be beaten can drag your broken limbs and body to suddenly jump out far away.

This feeling is indeed very uncomfortable.

"Is there still the strength to accelerate?"

"Is it because he was hiding his energy before, or something that stimulated his explosion?"

Following the direction of Misda's escape, Hallmaggio looked at it intently.

Soon, he saw Misda's destination:

"Drain? So that's it..."

Hallmaggio saw through his opponent's intentions at a glance:

"The drainage pipes are narrow and can't get in if they don't get smaller."

"Misda's pocket size became an advantage there, and he could use the drainage pipe to escape safely to other places."

"And if I get smaller and go into the pipeline to chase me, I will lose that advantage in size and strength in front of him."

"But...hehe..."

"You don't seem to understand, Mysda."

Not knowing what he thought of, a sneer appeared on the corner of Hallmaggio's mouth.

He didn't even speed up his pursuit, but just followed Mista in a leisurely manner.

Mysta jumped forward with all his strength, completely ignoring the blood flowing from his body.

Soon, he jumped to the drain with difficulty.

Misda began to climb up in a hurry and soon got into the narrow drainage pipe.

However, I don't know what I thought of...

Instead of drilling deep into the pipeline as Hallmaggio imagined, Misda stopped at the entrance of the pipeline.

He suddenly turned around, leaned down and lay on the edge of the pipe, looking like a front-line soldier lying down by the trenches waiting for battle.

"You won't run away?"

Hallmaggio asked in surprise.

“Is it useful to escape?”

"Your ability has an impact range of at least a few dozen meters, right?"

"My body is small and broken now, and I can't escape that far."

Misda sighed lightly, but there was no desperate despair in his tone:

"Besides, do you think I came here just to escape?"

"I'm here just for the purpose of this pipeline itself-"

"This pipe is made of iron, and the edge of this pipe... Huh... you shouldn't be able to see the 'giant' like you, right?"

"At this pipe entrance, there happened to be a small metal bulge."

As he said that, he lying at the entrance of the pipe suddenly reached into his arms and groped for a while, and soon found a yellow, golden gadget.

This is the pistol bullet he carried with him.

But Hallmaggio could only vaguely see Mista's movements, but could not see what he took out.

There is no way, Mysda has shrunk too much.

At this moment, the pistol bullets on his body and his sexy pistol on the stand-alone have been reduced to small sand that is difficult for normal people to distinguish with their naked eyes.

In this dim light, Hallmaggio couldn't see clearly.

But Mista was afraid that his opponent would not know how he died. He even raised the small bullet in his hand and explained to Hallmaggio in detail:

"Don't understand yet?"

"The bullet does not have to be put into a pistol to fire. Its bottom fire can be detonated as long as it hits a striker."

"And now, the raised iron sheet at the entrance of this pipe can be used as a 'fire needle' to detonate the bottom fire!"

"Detonate the bottom fire?"

Hallmaggio was slightly stunned when he heard it:

What's the use of just detonating the bottom fire?

Without the ballistic stability and airtight acceleration given by the barrel of the pistol, what power can a bullet be blown out of thin air?

Isn’t this just a firecracker?

Apart from listening to the sound and seeing the ignition, it's simply...

"Wait...fire? Could it be?"

A very bad idea suddenly came to Hallmaggio's mind.

And Mista seemed to have captured the emotional changes at this moment, and he immediately said with a hot streak:

"You should be able to smell it?"

"The rich smell of biogas accumulated in this sewer!"

"As you follow me, the further away from the air outlet of the manhole cover, the more intense the smell will be!"

"Now...haha, as long as I detonate this bullet and ignite a ray of fire..."

Misda held the bullet in his hand tightly and shouted loudly:

"You and I will die in this fire!"

"What?!"

Hallmaggio's face changed slightly:

It turns out that Misda's purpose is not to escape, but to die with him!

This is the main sewer that gathers a large amount of domestic sewage. The smell inside is suffocating. The smell of biogas is indeed very strong.

Of course, it is hard to say whether the biogas can reach the detonated concentration based on the nose alone.

But if the biogas here can really reach a concentration that can be detonated and Mista makes a little more fire, then Hallmaggio, who was originally going to defeat his opponent, will really capsize the gutter.

"What a dangerous tactic..."

"It seems that I still have a low opinion of you if I can find opportunities in this situation."

Hallmaggio deeply admired Misda's wit and decisiveness.

But his tone was not panicked at all.

"What a pity, Misda."

"You just want to find an opportunity to die with me in a desperate situation, but you forgot... No, you didn't understand at all..."

"My substitute ability!"

Hallmaggio stared at Mista.

At this moment, Misda was lying at the pipe entrance, holding a bullet high with one hand, and smashing it hard towards the metal pipe entrance below.

Once it is smashed, Hallmaggio's life will be decided by God.

But Hallmaggio did not intend to give Mista this opportunity:

"It takes me a long time to make objects smaller, but it only takes a moment to get them back to their original state!"

"This is not only for me, but for you!"

"And now, look... where have you been in Misda?"

"Can you install your huge body with such a narrow pipe opening?"

Hallmaggio's voice rang out in the dark like a demon's whisper.

Then, the moment before Misda detonated the bullet, he quietly said in his heart:

"Little feet!"

"Let him get back to his original state!"

At this moment...
To be continued...