Pirate’s Brood Order

Footsteps came from the open door, Mr. 5 raised his hand and swung it, a white waxy substance fell on the ground and melted into a liquid, flowing towards Mr. 3, crawling up the trouser leg and merging into it at the position of his little finger.

"Miss. What about Valentine's Day?"

"She didn't come, it's just the two of us!" Mr.5 glanced at the environment in the factory, "Is it enough to clean up this factory?"

"The president's request is to clean up every link. Except for this factory, everyone involved in ore mining and transportation must be silenced." Mr. It’s too troublesome, and everyone in the whole town may be an insider, so killing them all is the safest way.”

"No wonder you rank above me in the club, because you are more ruthless than me." Mr. 5 licked his lower lip, picked a booger from his nostril and flicked it into the air.

The piercing boogers rubbed against the air to give off the smell of gunpowder smoke, and a dazzling spark was shining. Suddenly, a hurricane swept over, and a wriggling black shadow grabbed the spark and held it tightly.

It was like the hoarse sound of an explosion of inferior firecrackers, bang! With a bang, the flame was extinguished, leaving only a faint white smoke floating in the air.

The pupils of Mr.3 and Mr.5 contracted at the same time, staring at the man who seemed to be covered by a mass of shadows, he actually used one hand to extinguish the explosion, and those black shadows were like living creatures, clawing and clawing at the surroundings of soot.

"who?"

The figure suddenly disappeared in place, and appeared next to Mr.5 in the next moment. The thick arm swung like a tail whip and squeezed the air heavily. Then a flower flew upside down and shot out.

"This is also the question I want to ask, but before that, we have to change places. I don't want to destroy my factory." The man who seemed to be accompanied by a shadow moved his eyes to Mr. 3 while walking, and saw He spread his five fingers and grabbed at the opponent in the air. Suddenly, countless black lines gushed out and pierced through the air, like countless poisonous snakes with open fangs, viciously biting the opponent's whole body.

"Candle wall!"

Mr.3 clasped his hands and five fingers together, and a circle of wax mist centered on his hands immediately solidified into a wall in front of him. He looked in horror at the dense bulges behind the wax wall that was as hard as steel, and his ears There is a "hissing" sound all around.

Horrible and dull footsteps were mixed in, Mr. 3's complexion changed, and sticky wax juice began to spill out from all over his body, wrapping himself like a ball.

Almost at the moment when the sphere was just wrapped, an indescribable terrifying force smashed through the wax wall, and the violent shadow came along with the fist. The surface of the wax sphere was sunken downwards, and it continuously collapsed and shattered into liquid and splashed around. splash.

Layers of wax balls exploded, and Mr. 3's body suddenly softened into a puddle of melted candles that were pierced through, and the wax liquid was spilled all over the floor.

The cracked wax liquid quickly condensed on the ground, and then Mr.3 jumped up from the ground, swinging his hands forward, and the swords condensed by the candles rushed towards him, and he himself ran towards the outside of the factory as if slipping under his feet .

Yarlin stood still, black strands gathered into bundles, entangled the weapon and flung it away. When he stepped a little, there was a dull explosion in the air, and he caught up with the five fingers on Mr.3's back first. A fierce gouging forward.

"Look down!"

Mr. 5 just got up from a rolling stone and roared.

Mr. 3's scalp went numb, and he quickly shrunk his neck and rolled forward. He rolled out in a circle on the ground in a state of embarrassment, leaving a puddle of wax, with mottled blood spots on the wax.

Whizzing!

Several booger bombs exploded in the air, and the flames ignited the wax liquid on the ground, and quickly assisted the combustion and rushed towards Yarlin like a gangrene.

On the opposite side Mr. 3 opened his mouth wide and stared at the black shadow in the flame explosion panting. His condition was not very good at the moment. A large piece of flesh and blood had been gouged out from the back of his spine and his right shoulder. Blood spurted out unstoppably, and the skin at the edge of the hideous wound was infected into a horrific black, exuding a stench.

Sluggishness, weakness, and coldness began to spread from the wound. Mr. 3 tried to melt the carrion of the wound into wax, but found that the original white wax was also dyed with faint black spots, giving people an extremely ominous feeling.

Mr.5 looked at Mr.3's wound, and the flesh on his face twitched slightly. Even the smell of gunpowder smoke on his body couldn't suppress the faint stench.

He flew out just by meeting him, the ribs in his chest hurt as if they were broken, and Mr. 3 was seriously injured. Pick out the boogers and shoot them into the fire.

In an instant, dazzling red lights lit up in the flames, and the tumbling heat wave blasted the ground into huge craters, but the uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense.

It's not just him, the horror on Mr.3's face is even more obvious. He can clearly feel that there is no scorching heat coming from the wax liquid burning in the flames. The temperature of the flame is isolated.

There is a strange shadow raging in the flames. If they look closely, they will find a dark walk stripped from the burning sea of ​​flames. The air was dyed into black mist, domineeringly blocking the approach of air and temperature.

This kind of strong rejection was shown when fighting Smoker, but it was not so obvious when facing the smoke manipulated by the natural department, but now facing Mr.5's booger bomb and Mr. 3's wax liquid burned, as if revealing a gesture of complete contempt for crushing.

The jets of boogers are accurately pumped away by the black silk, and the power of the explosion can be crushed by Yarlin's casual attack. The strength brought by up to 70 points of muscle activity and bone hardness makes each blow The attack strength is not inferior to the power of an explosion.

The sea of ​​flames seemed to be blown away by the black wind, and Yarlin showed his figure intact. The blood dripped down his arm slowly, and landed on a mine that was bombed into a mess of potholes. The dark red and black blood dripped down. On the ground, Mr.3's face became paler and paler.

That blood is his.

"It's not enough for those who killed me, and you dare to come to my territory. Are you already prepared for death?" A terrifying and dull aura emanated from Yarlin's body, and the shadows around him raged. The countless black threads spread out like roaring pythons surged, covering the entire sky and rolling down towards the two of them.

Under the cover, there was the sound of approaching footsteps, like drumbeats beating on the beating hearts of the two of them...

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