Pirate's Steel Chain Finger

Chapter 81 Catch the rainbow

“Sounds interesting, can I participate in it too?”

Following the sound, everyone looked up. I saw a weird man wrapped in a black cloak, wearing a black felt hat and a white embroidered golden mask floating in mid-air, watching them condescendingly.

“Ghost (Larva)?” Blake Moya, the’Guest in the Rain’, who wears the withered sheep headgear, clearly understands the various iconic masks in the mask carnival. There is a chance to look back.”

Leaving aside other things for the time being, this guy can hide from everyone’s perception until he speaks out before letting everyone notice him. This is quite remarkable. And the ability to float in the air is obviously not the ‘Moonwalk’ in Marine Six Styles…isn’t it a capable person? That fat Boerbo is very strong, and if there are more minor details, it is really possible that the hunt will fail. Therefore, Blake Moya planned to stabilize the unexpected ‘ghost’ first, and kill the two revolutionary cadres in front of him before taking care of him.

“You…!!!” Little Isar just wanted to shout angrily, but was covered by the fat Boolbo beside him. He didn’t know whether it was cold sweat or rain on Polbo’s face, but he was restrained from letting him speak.

But CP5 doesn’t have so many worries. Before ‘Guest in the Rain’ Blake Moya had time to speak, the mysterious man wearing the smiling cat’s headgear on the other side rushed into the air a few steps, with his left index finger cocked. It was one of Marine Six Styles’ ‘Finger Pistol’ starting hands!

The black ghost avoided this fierce Finger Pistol with only one side of his body, and then the whole person “floated” strangely behind the smiling cat. He did not see any movement, but the smiling cat suddenly burst into blood. , A lot of blood also spilled under the headgear.

Just one round of fighting, the smiley cat was hit hard!

The fight was only a moment! ‘Guest in the Rain’ Blake Moya was too late to stop, seeing the smiley cat falling straight towards the ground with blood scattered all over his body, his body disappeared instantly and then appeared where the smiley cat fell to catch it.

“What a great skill… You are not a nameless guy, report your name!” Blake Moya revealed his true face after tearing off the withered sheep headgear and white wool cloak. This is a burly man about 30 years old. His face is long and thin, and his stilted eyebrows look very dejected all over his face.

The black figure that looked like a ghost drifted slowly from the air with raindrops, and stopped the fall when it was 2 meters above the ground. He didn’t answer, but looked at Blake Moya quietly.

“Are you a member of the Revolutionary Army?” Blake Moya put the smiling cat, who had lost his breath in his arms, on the ground, then stood up and moved his shoulders: “You have lost your last chance to escape. You guys. …Don’t even try to run!”

He opened his hands and made a gesture of embracing the sky, muttering to himself: “The rain is just right…”

“Raindrop cage·catchtherainbow!”

An almost imperceptible spherical wave spread rapidly around Blake Moya, directly affecting the entire alley.

Little Aisar’s eyes condensed suddenly, and he couldn’t help but let out a painful cry. I saw blood spots appearing all over his body, as if he was directly hit by ten shotguns. Polbo was better, but he couldn’t stop getting scars.

“This is…!!!” Polbo discovered that at some point, the rain in the alley had stopped. No, it’s just that the “rain” around them has stopped! The raindrops fixed in the air turned into hard solid sharp blades, forming a deadly ‘prison cage’. As long as you move slightly, you will be hit hard by the dense raindrops!

And the silently floating ‘ghost’ still has no response, as if all this has nothing to do with it.

“I’m very smart, I completely controlled myself and didn’t take any action.” Blake Moya smiled slyly: “But, do you think it’s better to be self-judgmental when you hit the raindrops? Or is it better to be a fixed target?”

He leaned over and wiped a handful of rainwater from the ground, and then threw it empty-handed. The rainwater on his hand directly turned into a dense ball-shaped solid, making a Ding Ling clanging sound like a marble.

“Thank you for your help too, so that I have time to bring these two revolutionary rats into the range of ability.” Blake Moya casually tossed the raindrop marbles in his hand, as if he was talking with a friend in a leisurely manner. No one can escape from his ‘raindrop cage’, and the three people in front of him are now at their disposal like lambs to be slaughtered.

“What is your ability?” Polbo didn’t dare to move, but barely asked aloud.

Blake Moya smiled at Polbo, then slammed a handful of raindrop marbles at him!

With the dull sound of dense hard objects piercing into the flesh, Little Aisar fell to the ground with a puff. At the critical moment, Little Isar ignored the fixed raindrops around his body and pierced his body, using his body to block all the raindrop marbles that flew toward Polbo.

There was no last word, and the little Isar, who collapsed in a pool of blood, was silent.

“It’s so touching… the great master and apprentice are affectionate~” Blake Moya laughed jokingly, “Wow hahaha!! Cry, Polbo, what the hell are you like, your tears and nose are streaming.” It’s out, it’s too ugly hahahaha!”

Polbo looked at the corpse of the young man trembling all over, and then slammed his eyes to Blake Moya who was laughing loudly: “Blake Moya…you vicious bastard…”

“I don’t like the look in your eyes.” Blake Moya wiped out another handful of rain, his eyes full of mockery: “It looks like you don’t need this pair of eyes, right? Then I will help you~”

Suddenly he remembered something, and then raised his eyes to look at the black ghost floating quietly in the air, showing Bai Sensen’s teeth, and grinning grinningly: “Oh, oh…how did I forget Mr. Ghost? It’s really rude. What a rude~ Hee hee, Mr. Ghost, do you like shooting games? Let me tell you, I have liked shooting games since I was a kid, especially fixed targets. For example… like you!”

“Finger Pistol·Yashigure!!”

Four raindrop marbles were hit by Blake Moya’s Finger Pistol’s special technique directly on the legs of the black ghost. He wants to brutally torture this damn ghost little by little, just start by breaking his legs!

Four raindrop marbles directly pierced the black ghost’s legs, and then flew towards the rear unabated.

“Huh?” Blake Moya stared suspiciously at the legs of the black ghost…why there is no blood?

At this moment, the black ghost suddenly moved! He drifted strangely and quickly towards Blake Moya, ignoring the deadly cage formed by the fixed raindrops around him!

“Impossible!” Blake Moya had only time to let out this roar, and was hit hard by a heavy punch. Immediately afterwards, he felt like he was being attacked by countless chainsaws at the same time. The heavy fists pierced his left arm guarding him all the way, crushing his breastbone and crushing his internal organs. , And finally broke out!

A huge amount of blood was sprayed from Blake Moya’s back, but it was completely absorbed by the deep and mysterious zipper space silently opened on the alley walls and the ground behind him, without even a drop of extra blood being splashed.

Even with such a terrible injury, Blake Moya was not immediately exasperated. He reluctantly turned his head to look at Polbo who was trapped in the rain cage, and tremblingly raised his right hand, but couldn’t hold it anyway.

Damn it… Even if it’s dead, Laozi has to squeeze her back… Don’t you bastard want to save these two revolutionary armies? Then Laozi killed them! No, it won’t work… I’m out of strength…

On the other side, Polbo stared at both sides in amazement, and suddenly shouted, “Zipper…you are!!!”

The black ghost didn’t turn around either, and his free left hand twitched his index finger towards Polbo. Polbo’s feet suddenly slid, and the whole person slammed directly on the densely packed deadly rainwater cage.

“Uh, uh!! You…you…” Polbo stared at the black ghost, barely spit out a few words, and fell to the ground in desperation.

Blake Moya stared blankly at what was happening in front of him, his brain filled with severe pain couldn’t figure out what was going on at all.

Suddenly, the power of returning to the light made him a flash of inspiration-this guy wants to plant and frame! Not only framed us, but also framed the revolutionary army! Blake Moya reluctantly used his last strength to look down at the ground, and found that the scars on the smiling cat’s corpse were the marks of Finger Pistol! And the black ghost didn’t let his feet touch the ground even when he attacked him!

This… asshole!

Blake Moya was completely breathless, and went straight to the ground. His corpse plunged into the open zipper space on the ground, and disappeared into the vast and boundless space along with the corpse of the smiling cat and blood.

The black ghost glanced at the bodies of Polbo and Isar, then turned to fly into the sky and disappeared in the pouring rain.

The rain was heavy in the alleys, and only two corpses, one fat and one thin, were left on the floor.

The blood and rain gradually mingled together, regardless of each other.