When night falls, the clouds are thick and the moonlight is dim, it is a good time to kill

Several dark shadows swept across the sky, occasionally making people see it, and they thought it was a desert bird

Ye Xian and several people converged in a dark alley, and what they saw was each other’s masks

“Start acting, do not harm the people, disperse”

Several figures dispersed and quickly disappeared into the night

Daz Bonnis is the third person in the Baroque Work Society, codenamed Mr.1, he was once a famous bounty hunter in the West Sea, and later became a subordinate of Shah Klockdar, a fruit chopper who can turn his whole body into a blade as hard as iron and cut off everything he touches.

After killing a pirate who did not measure himself tonight, he was rushing back, and after entering an alley, he felt that something was wrong, and there was a creepy feeling, and he who had passed the edge of death many times, instantly fell down and rolled away

“Boom…” A shockwave instantly hit the place where Mr. 1 was standing

Mr.1, who was hiding in the corner, breathed a sigh of relief, according to the power of such an explosion, if he did not hide, even if he did not die, he would be seriously injured

“Yo! I actually let him get out of the way.” Holding a pumpkin cannon, Ma Yan was half-kneeling on the roof, and was a little surprised to be dodged by Mr.1 with a blow she had been preparing for a long time

Mr.1 lurked in the direction of the shooting, believing that anyone close to him would be killed

And Ma Yan, who has been a killer in the night attack, is also full of experience, no, she floats in mid-air, through the cover of clouds, you can’t tell her without looking carefully

“Now it’s fun.” Ma Yan looked at Mr.1, who was lurking below, in various dead corners in the wall, and slowly touched the roof where she had just stayed

Ma Yan stayed in the air and watched the good show, imagining Mr.1 pounced, and it was funny

“Huh? Why didn’t it move? Did you escape?” Mr.1 was a little confused that the other party had a few good opportunities to shoot just now

Looking at Mr.1, who was still moving, Ma Yan fired another shot along the trajectory of the shot just now

“Bang…” Mr.1 glanced at the smoking hole at his feet, put aside the doubt in his heart, and lurked in the past again

“Hee-hee… Maybe it’s a little more fun.” With a little demonic smile, she landed on the roof of a building next door to where the first shot was fired

Mr.1 looked at the maryan on the roof not far away, a bloody smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he accelerated his speed and rushed towards the maji, each landing point was covered by a shield

Ma Yan looked at Mr.1 who rushed over in a panic, raised the gun is a blow, and every time he missed the shot, Ma Yan was even more flustered

“Got you! Die! “Mr.1 came to the front of the marsh in a few flashes. Looking at the mysterious guy wrapped in black robes and with a mask on his face, his hands turned into sharp blades, a rapid step, and the sharp blades of his hands slashed through the body of Ma Yan, staggered over, and stood with his back to Ma Yan

“It’s not… True… Body…”Mr.1 trembled

“Hee-hee… That’s right, reward you for flying.” At this time, the romantic turret, pumpkin cannon, has been aimed at the back of Mr.1

“Bye bye!” Ma Yan showed a small devilish smile, and then pulled the plate machine

“Boom…” I saw Mr.1’s body being hit by the frontal romantic battery pumpkin cannon, and the mutilated body fell to the roof in a parabola

Ma Yan flicked the soul chain and sent the confused Mr.1 soul to a small hell

One of the Baroque working societies, Mr.1 Daz Bonis, is dead

……

As the second mysterious figure in the Baroque Work Society, codenamed Miss. Two-fingered, thorny fruit ability, the whole body can become extremely sharp, can easily pierce the stone wall, and after inserting the spike into the acupuncture channel of the arm, it can become extremely strong.

She is now lurking in a coffee shop as a coquettish manager, unless summoned by the president, she is very relaxed, at most to collect intelligence

Tonight, her coffee shop welcomed a special customer, shrouded in black robes, not a very tall guest

Miss. walked with both fingers twisted and pinched to the black pupil, stared at the mask of the black pupil with curious eyes and asked

“What coffee do you want?”

Black Eyes replied, “Are you Miss. Two-fingered Pola?”

A trace of sharpness flashed in Miss’s eyes, and his face said quietly: “Guest, I don’t know what Miss. Two fingers.”

“Yes?” Black Pupil pulled out his knife and slashed over

Miss. Unhurriedly stretched out his fingers, which had become extremely sharp, and blocked it

“Who are you?” Miss. asked coldly with both fingers, my identity was actually leaked, it seems that I killed her first, and then reported to the president

“I’m the one here to lead you on your way.” The black pupil rushed up, and the horizontal knife slashed away

Miss’s fingers became more slender and sharp, and he stabbed at the black pupil with a swing

The two came and went, and after more than a dozen moves, they almost destroyed the tables in the coffee shop

“The last knife.” Black Pupil swung his knife at Miss again, and his fingers were sharp, thorn-like and slashed down

The black mist reunited, and the black pupils held the knife and looked at Miss, who had already cut her throat

“Fight again, and you will follow me to serve the adults

.”

The curse of the marching eight-room emperor came into play, and Miss. stood up again with both fingers, obediently standing behind Black Pupil, and turned into a loyal doll

One of the Baroque working societies, Miss. Two fingers, Pola is extinct

The two left the crumbling coffee shop and disappeared into the night

“Collection, all kinds of requests, will be added later, I wish everyone Chinese New Year’s Eve happiness.”


Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like