Type-Moon, but the Servant is Tom

After all, the battery was stolen yesterday morning and did not come to him yesterday afternoon or evening, so Schrödinger must not have discovered that he had stolen it.

The next moment, the words spoken by the visitor finally caused Moriarty to fall into the ice cave.

"You were the only one who stole my battery, right?!"

"Schrödinger!" Moriarty swallowed in shock and couldn't help but take a step back, "How could you find this place?!"

Before Bai Song could react, a figure stood up to his right, pointed his finger at Moriarty, the bartender, and said through gritted teeth.

"Tai...tai...taijun...taijun, that's him!"

After seeing the man appearing on the right side of Bai Song, Moriarty immediately understood everything, stared at the man and said, "Is it you?!"

After being greeted by Moriarty's murderous look, Pi Yanzi, the hollow man, was immediately startled.

"Mrs. Taijun, I leave it to you!"

After saying that, the empty man quickly took a few steps back. He just came over to identify it and didn't want to get involved.

After leaving the door, he looked at Bai Song's back.

The empty man's face turned slightly red, and his heart was pounding. Somehow, he always felt that Bai Song was so handsome when he just kicked the door open.

Inside the bar, Bai Song and Moriarty seemed to have entered the preparation stage for battle.

‘Damn it… there’s no escape! ’ Looking around quickly, Moriarty looked a little desperate. In this bar that didn’t even have a back door, he had no way to make money!

Now...there is only one battle!

After understanding that there was no escape, Moriarty's inner fear was washed away a little. He held his right hand in vain, and a very elegant and gorgeous cane appeared in his hand.

At the same time, a cat with huge muscles also appeared on Bai Song's right side.

"Yeah!" Moriarty took a deep breath, and the next moment he picked up his cane and rushed in the direction of Schrödinger, as if he wanted to confront him head-on.

However, as soon as he took a step forward, he stopped this action, and suddenly took out a short-barreled flintlock gun with his free left hand!

Chapter 313 Tom: Take! Transform! Send!

The moment the charge ended, Moriarty raised the corner of his mouth and took out a firearm from the darkness with his left hand, which was obviously a short-barreled flintlock gun.

However, the shape is not the traditional brown color, and the handle is not made of wood either. This pistol is completely white, and it is obviously made of a special material, which is... ivory.

The moment he took it out, Moriarty did not take aim.

Instead, he directly chose to shoot from the waist, because this way he could shoot at the fastest speed and prevent Schrödinger and Schrödinger's cat from reacting.

If you don't choose waist shooting, you won't be able to achieve the effect of this sneak attack.

The target of the waist shot was undoubtedly Schrödinger at the door. Moriarty knew very well that it only had a repelling effect on Schrödinger, forcing him to leave a slight gap from the door.

Only by forcing Schrödinger to retreat could Moriarty himself escape from this gap.

As for why you don’t want to go any further and just shoot Schrödinger to death? Please, he didn't believe that the short-barreled flintlock gun that came with the summons could kill Schrödinger with one shot.

Not to mention dying, even if Schrödinger was shot, he would definitely not be injured!

After all...this is the man who destroyed the moon!

"Sir, times have changed!"

"Nani?!"

Seeing the short-barreled flintlock gun that suddenly appeared in Moriarty's left hand, Bai Song was immediately frightened.

If he were not a human being, but a cat, his hair would probably explode all over his body.

After realizing that Moriarty was an old man, Bai Song quickly tried to escape, but... Moriarty was not going to give Bai Song this chance.

The moment he took out his gun, Moriarty quickly pulled the trigger!

"boom!!!"

The moment the trigger was pulled, a stream of fiery snakes erupted from the muzzle of the short-barreled flintlock gun.

Then a projectile that looked like a leg-stretching eyeball was ejected from the muzzle of the gun and flew towards Bai Song's crotch at an extremely fast speed!

Seeing this, Bai Song was shocked.

At this time, Bai Song just wanted to curse. Are these long-range attacks just because? ! Arash was like this before, and now this bad old man who doesn't know who he is is like this.

But there was no time to dwell on it. In order to keep his body safe, Bai Song violently tilted his hips to the left, trying to avoid the blow by twisting his hips.

Before, when Arash used remote output against him, he used his flexible hips to avoid it.

So, it will definitely work this time!

"Crack!"

"Ouch... I'm so stupid!" However, before he could turn around, he felt a soreness in his waist, and Bai Song's face suddenly turned the color of pig liver.

He... got up to his waist.

Bai Song suddenly panicked as he watched the projectiles flying rapidly through the air, reaching speeds several times the speed of sound, approaching him little by little.

Damn it, my second brother is already in a superposition state of sending and not sending, and the change of state is only whether the next projectile can hit or not.

At this moment, Bai Song was filled with despair. If he had known that this guy would be so unruly and unethical, he should have hid behind him and let his subordinates catch him!

But just when Bai Song was so desperate, Tom smiled crookedly.

It doesn't matter, it will take action!

Tom, who was about to rush out, saw Moriarty pull out a pistol and shoot his master directly, then decisively blocked his master.

Although Tom knew very well that as a cat, it was impossible for him to block the bullets of the pistol.

But... who said that the bad old man in front of him was shot with a real gun?

If you look closely, you will see that the pistol in Moriarty's hand is completely white and has many unnecessary golden decorations. Obviously, the gun in the hand of this bad old man cannot be a real gun.

So, Tom thought, this pistol must be a toy gun that fires BB bullets.

Although he knew very well that he couldn't deal with a real gun, if it was a toy gun, then Tom...even if he had to hold up his master Bai Song with one hand, he could easily neutralize the attack.

Then he confidently took out a pan from his back, held it with one hand and stretched it out straight, pointing the bottom of the pan in Moriarty's direction.

But as soon as he aimed the direction of the projectile, Tom noticed something was wrong. He looked at the pan carefully and finally discovered the problem.

The pellet...is fired at an angle that won't hit the pan!

So I took out another red pen, drew a shooting target on the bottom of the pot, and then rearranged the position.

After Tom repositioned himself, the projectile finally arrived as expected, directly over the pan and flying straight towards Bai Song's crotch.

However... only about five or six centimeters past the pan, the projectile finally seemed to realize something was wrong and quickly stopped the car. If it remembered correctly, there was a target next to it. Bar?

According to the basic principle, you must attack the unit with taunt.

As a result, the projectile retracted decisively and hit the bottom of the pan in a semicircular arc.

"bang~~~!!!"

As the projectile hit the pan perfectly, a muffled sound erupted, and even echoed back and forth in the relatively small bar.

After seeing the projectile being blocked by Tom, Bai Song finally breathed a sigh of relief and said tremblingly, "It's so... so itchy, Tom!"

Under normal circumstances, Bai Song would not panic, but this was obviously not an ordinary situation. If Tom had not taken action just now, his second brother would have been in serious danger.

Looking at the muscular cat in front of him, Bai Song felt an indescribable sense of security.

I have to add a chicken drumstick to Tom after I go back, otherwise I will be sorry for Tom's proud record of being the savior many times.

Needless to say, compared to what Tom had done, Bai Song felt that he was a little too stingy to reward one or two just for legs or something.

"???"

On the opposite side, after Moriarty noticed the trajectory of the projectiles he fired, his head was filled with question marks.

Why did his bullets fly past Tom, only to fly back on his own initiative, and then be perfectly blocked by Tom's frying pan?

As a result, Moriarty, a servant who was not specialized in fighting, hesitated for a moment.

Weird, so weird!

However, there was no room for Moriarty to hesitate in this situation.

Because Muscle Tom was already waving the pan in his direction at this time!

Chapter 314 Moriarty’s victory!

Obviously, his plan to try to open a gap and escape from here was completely ruined at this moment.

It's just... He doesn't understand why his bullet can still turn? Could it be said to be some kind of ability of Schrödinger? Control gravity?

However, it stands to reason that his bullets cannot be ignored.

He has an inherent skill called 'Magic Bullet Shooter', which has the effect of being able to cross all obstacles, hit the bullet and kill the opponent.

Even if it stands to reason that Schrödinger cannot be killed, at least he must be able to hit him.

There must be something wrong with this!

There are so many possibilities that because I really can't think of anything that could cause the bullets to consciously go back and hit the fortifications even though they have already broken through the defense line.

Even if Schrödinger could control objects, he would definitely have to shoot them over like the Force and directly control them in place, and then in turn direct the attack towards himself.

Or simply an invisible force locks the bullet in place and prevents it from moving.

How could there be such a thing as first breaking through the defense line and then going back to hit the defensive pan? It's like the bullet has its own unique offensive thinking.

Because he really couldn't figure it out, Moriarty finally gave up thinking.

After all...it is impossible for this bullet to find that there is a target there. If you don't hit it, you will hit it without giving the target face, right? Obviously impossible.

This possibility even appeared in Moriarty's mind, but was directly rejected by Moriarty himself.

How could such a weird thing happen in this world?

After giving up wondering what the previous scene was that was neither scientific nor magical, Moriarty began to concentrate on dealing with the menacing Tom Cat.

Looking at Tom rushing toward him, Moriarty casually threw aside the white ivory short-barreled flintlock gun in his hand, then held the gorgeous and elegant crutch in one hand and decided to fight Tom head-on.

Although he is an archer, he is simply a crispy ranged player.

He once heard Mr. Jin say that archers should fight to the fullest. Archers who don't fight to the fullest are heretics!

Well, although it wasn't Mr. Jin's words that forced him to make up his mind to confront Tom head-on.

The main reason is that his weapons cannot be used in this small bar, but may give the enemy an opportunity to take advantage of him. He is already far weaker than the enemy, and he will definitely be sent to the target by then!

After making up his mind, Moriarty no longer hesitated and attacked decisively.

He is not a weakling who only defends. There is no doubt that he is a strong attacker. He has always adhered to a basic principle.

That is...if you hesitate, you will lose!

"Drink!"

Moriarty elegantly picked up the cane and swung it directly towards Tom's head with a very elegant gesture!

However, just when he was about to hit, his crutch seemed to have its own unique attack idea, and it hit the bottom of the pan uncontrollably.

Moriarty's whole body was moved by the cane, and he poked it in the direction of the pan, "Nani?!"

"bang~~~!!!"

Not surprisingly, the tip of the cane hit the target on the bottom of the pan perfectly, and the location of the hit was an extremely perfect ten-ring.

After taking two steps back, Moriarty took a deep look at the pan in Tom's hand, and finally understood why the previous bullet hit the pan in that weird way.

"I see...Is this your Noble Phantasm?"

Moriarty thought back to what he felt just now. It was not that the weapon was being sucked forcibly.

But... the weapon has a mind of its own. It is not that the attack is absorbed after it is fired, but it is prepared to hit the pan during the forward swing of the attack.

Every time he saw the target pattern on the pan in Tom's hand, Moriarty felt a thrill.

Not only did his weapon want to hit the target, but he himself couldn't help but want to hit the target directly on the pan, and it had to be ten rings!

But after realizing this, think about it in reverse.

Since you can’t help but want to chop Tom’s frying pan when you see it, then as long as you don’t look at the picture of the frying pan, then you’ll be fine!