Chapter 397

The sound of the gun sounded, and the ferocious bullets pierced through the barrel, shattering into dozens of frantic shrapnel the moment they exited the muzzle, rotating like a knife to cover Dalaran’s pupils.

Before he could even put his head away, the blood spattered frantically, the pale skull stubble was exposed, an eyeball was cut and a dark black light flashed away, and Dalaran made a miserable howling sound, seemingly unable to accept the sudden change of the situation. It’s really going to die here.

Blackbeard was fierce and decisive, and he didn’t even give Dalaran any chance to delay his breathing.

He screamed, and another eyeball reflected Tic and the others, as if to imprint the murderer’s face firmly in the depths of his soul.

Sorrowful and angry howls, and cold eyes, it feels like a schizophrenic patient, with two consciousnesses in one body at the same time.

As his consciousness gradually plunged into darkness, Van Oka blew the black smoke on his muzzle, “A guy who could drive Ace into desperation was shot so easily by me. This is really the blessing of fate!”

Poison Q was observing the condition of Ace’s body. The foul blood clots on the decaying wound turned into iron and rusty color. His face was a little surprised and said: “Blood poison should be removed, but there is another one. The toxin stays in Ace’s body, it should be some kind of parasitic reproductive infection, but in a short time, it should not die!”

Poison Q used his nails to scrape a layer of rust from the skin and flesh. The rust and flesh were strangely fused together. He stared with wide eyes and could see some slight tremors and creeps, as if flesh and blood had become a mass of conscious life. Things.

After thinking for a while, he picked up an apple from the basket and pierced his nails into the flesh concealedly. He said quietly: “If you can’t say, I have to find two living people to feed it, and then let me take a good dissection and observe it, although it doesn’t. This parasite can definitely be eliminated, but at least he can be controlled to prevent him from dying!”

As he spoke, Tic had already carried Ace on his shoulders as if carrying a dead dog, and the shadow of the dark shadow of the night gradually shrouded in.

The burnt-glazed sand exudes black smoke, and Dalaran’s unrecognizable corpse lies quietly on the ground. Not far away, Sanji Shi’s angry eyes are just looking at each other.

For a long while!

“Tsk tsk, my cowardly and stupid brother died like this, but the guy who killed you was also killed, hehe, it’s really funny!” Amid the cold laughter, a hint of transparent ripples in the air, Vincent Mok Nichi, who had searched the East China Sea all the way to Alabastan, emerged from his invisibility. He kicked the already dead Sanji with the sole of his foot, and a cold and sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: ” Your father asked me to take you back, but I didn’t tell you to live, so it’s no wonder that I’ve been watching a movie next to me and I can’t save you.”

Vincent Mok Nitch has a smooth blue wavy hair, a pair of black goggles under the counterclockwise curled eyebrows, the same black ear guards are worn on the auricles, and the number “2” is written on him. He wears a black cloak, gold gloves on his hands, and a lightning bolt belt around his waist.

His appearance is seven points similar to Sanji, but his lips are thin, and his whole person looks mean and sinister. He picked up Sanji’s body with his toes, and carried Sanji’s body on his shoulders with a slight disgust, and said to himself He said: “In fact, you don’t necessarily need your corpse. You are dead anyway. Take back some of your cells that are enough to clone to complete the marriage with the Charlotte family!”

After struggling for a minute or two, Nizhi gave up this lazy thought. After all, his father’s order was to bring Sanji back, but he didn’t mention that he brought back only a jar of cultured cell tissue.

“Really even death is causing me trouble!” Nizhe frowned toward Dalaran’s corpse, squatted down, and with one hand pulled out a syringe for ingesting human cells from his arms, and pierced it quickly. Laran’s body then quickly extracted a tube of blood, a muscle, and a section of bone marrow, and put them into frozen miniature petri dishes.

“Unfortunately, the guy who was playing with fire was taken away by the black beard.” Nichi rubbed the petri dish in his hand, thought of it as if in a diffusive mind, and then stood up.

The gravel under his feet was flowing, and the wind and sand blew his cloak. Niche’s face changed suddenly. With a shrug of his shoulders, he smashed the corpse behind him like a sack. At the same time, he twisted his waist and stepped on the ground with one foot. , The other leg flicked like a whip.

Bang!

In the air, a mirror for a woman’s makeup was kicked, and cracked ripples appeared on it. Nizhi’s pupils shrank sharply. Through the black windshield, he saw Sanji’s corpse strangely engulfed by the mirror. One of the mirrors The strange man was looking over sullenly.



call!

When the yin wind swept, the sound of the sonic boom pierced the ear protectors violently, Nizhi’s wrists turned, and his feet stepped on the side to hide, and then he saw a silver light rubbing the air on the side to pull out a dark figure, the palm of his hand was empty, just grabbed The finished petri dish is missing.

He stood vigilantly, and Yu Guangyi glanced from left to right. On the left was a strange figure in the mirror, and on the right was a dark silver light, a long-haired man who snatched his petri dish in his hand. Standing next to Dalaran’s corpse.

With the gloomy breath, the air immediately filled with a dangerous smell, and Niche rolled his mouth, “Is he in a gang with that dead guy? It’s really unlucky!”

“Two people, it’s not right, there are people!” Nichi retracted his gaze from the two of them, glanced at the flowing desert in the distance, and two blurred figures came over, and his figure quickly magnified in his sight.

A total of four people!

He stood there and did not move easily, but squeezed a hypocritical smile on his face, scratching the wavy hair and sighed: “I didn’t kill that guy, I just happened to pass by, oh, if you don’t believe it, I can take you to find the murderer who killed him, and just walked in that direction. Not long after I left, there is still too late for you to chase him.”

The weird rotating mirror didn’t speak, but as the mirror rotated, more mirrors were reflected in the air, which virtually blocked Niche’s escape route.

The figure on the right put the petri dish into his arms, and stared at Niche indifferently without saying a word.

“Really, I’m telling the truth. Those guys are not good people at first sight. They are very vicious. It was a sinister guy who killed your companion with a gun, but the bastard who ordered him to kill was a bite. The ugly fat man with rotten teeth…” Nizhi looked around and helplessly explained, “Really, there is no need to fight to death because of a misunderstanding, so as to let the real murderer go!”

“I know that you didn’t kill you!” In the two silhouettes that came by on the other side, the corners of the white clothes were exposed under the dark squad, and the slightly hoarse voice was like a poisonous snake. Whatever day, those who come here are all corpse pickers!”

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