My dormitory collectively crossed

No one knows exactly what happened.

They were only horrified to discover that the buildings and streets of Kakuza-cho were constantly and unscrupulously destroyed.

One by one, suffocating holes appeared on the ground and high-rise buildings

Like an apocalyptic catastrophe befalls the world.

Even more terrifying.

All this happens silently.

Screams, howls of pain, hurried footsteps and shouts suddenly overshadowed the music on the high street.

however.

In the space that the human eye cannot see, a unique scene is staged.

A pig-like wailing sounded.

With a miserable cry like a dead old man, he fled wildly in horror.

It was a figure.

And it doesn't seem to be a figure.

From a distance, it looks more like a round meat ball.

He was supposed to be wearing a chilling and loose death tyrant outfit that squeezed tightly around him, and the white belt seemed to be tying a ball of rice dumplings.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!. "! "

"This Killian is too awesome, I can't beat him at all!!!!"

"Who the hell told me that Kylian is a scumbag, I don't want to cut him to death!?"

While cursing loudly, he rolled and crawled into the air as a black streamer flashed.

If other people see this scene, I am afraid they will be shocked and even their eyeballs will fall out.

No one could imagine that this fat man, estimated to weigh more than [-] jins, could move so sensitively.

A huge black shadow that covered the sky roared wildly behind him, and the figure squirmed forward like a bug.

From time to time, the huge body touched the corners of the tall buildings, and it slammed the building into one big hole after another.

A terrifying Reiatsu emanated from the long black body, like a medieval witch's cloak.

The head seems to be wearing a pale mask, and the long and thin nose exudes an amazing cold glow.

Great virtual Killian.

Born out of the resentment of the soul, it is a giant phantom formed by over 100 phantoms swallowing each other.

The meat ball rolled around on the ground, avoiding a boulder that fell from the sky, the fat on his face trembled, and stood up with difficulty.

He glanced at Da Xu who was roaring behind him, and found that the chicken legs in his hands were covered with dust.

He suddenly spit out a mouthful of spit on the ground.

"Damn it! My uncle even got his chicken legs dirty!"

A figure in a death tyrant outfit suddenly appeared beside him, respectfully saying:

"Lord Lin Fei, Captain Aizen asks you to end your mission quickly and return to Soul Soul Realm."

Lin Fei shoved the ashes-stained chicken leg into the mouth with a pity, and he swallowed the bones.

Then the oil-stained hands rubbed at will on the death tyrant outfit that was regarded as a treasure by countless death gods.

This action made the mouth of the god of death who rushed to the scene twitch slightly.

"Let him wait! It's rare for this uncle to come on a mission, and he ran into Da Xu before he had enough chicken legs. It's really fucking irritating!"

Lin Fei pointed at the immature God of Death with a dissatisfied expression.

"But Captain Aizen emphasized that this is an urgent matter."

Young Death gritted his teeth.

Lin Fei frowned and said helplessly:

"Okay, let's go then."

The voice fell, and he was about to start walking.

The young god of death was hesitant to speak, but finally he couldn't help but pointed to the big virtual that was exuding a strange red glow from his mouth in the distance.

"o , o Daxu don't care?"

Lin Fei put an arm around the shoulders of the young Reaper and wiped his hands vigorously on him.

"Don't worry about it? Don't worry about it."

The young god of death was taken aback.

next moment.

Boom! !

A vast purple thunder soared into the sky at Daxu's feet and plunged straight into the sky.

Da Xu, who was accumulating phantom flashes, let out a miserable wailing and dissipated with a bang.

"Let's go, from the moment this guy ruined my uncle's drumstick, it's already dead."

Lin Fei laughed and stepped forward.

The figure looks extraordinarily in the endless thunder light and shadow behind

- Well, still like a ball of meat.

The young god of death shook his head, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

No one would have thought that this group of serious meatballs was actually the third seat of the fifth division of the [-]th Team of the Guardian of the Soul Realm.

Moreover, he is also the owner of the strongest Zanpakutō of the Thunder type.

(Well, the third meat ball, Lin Fei, is officially online!)......(Zhao is good)......................

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Chapter 229 The sensational world!The storm is coming

Legend has it that the great pirate Golden Lion, Shi Kee, died and the Air Pirates were all destroyed by the hands of the navy, but in just a few days, the news spread throughout the sea.

Like a nuclear bomb exploded, this piece of news completely caused a great sensation in the great waterway and the four seas.

And the navy did not hide anything about the biggest hero behind this shocking war, and went alone into the young navy who finally defeated the big pirate golden lion.

The name of Charles Levy gradually spread in the four seas.

Thousands of civilians sang this name, and the pirates shivered under the light of this name.

The news that Li Wei single-handedly killed the "world destroyer" Bondi Valdo was also leaked by someone with a heart.

The title of "Light of Justice" is well deserved!

A sea area in the New World.

In a tavern in a small kingdom street.

A slender figure exuding an icy aura sat on a chair.

This man is stylish and refined, with silver hair well-groomed and neat, with small solid gold buttons, a thin figure, and a dignified manner.

His 723 movements are elegant like aristocrats, and even when sitting down, he has to carefully adjust the position of his feet.

This will allow the creases of the pants to line up with the knees.

He held the wine glass in his hand to his lips, and the red wine in the transparent glass radiated dazzling light under the dim agate light.

Only the cloak that seems to be made of blood behind him dilutes his noble-like elegance and adds a bit of chill.

boom--

The door of the empty tavern was pushed open, and a deep figure walked in.

He wore a dark green cloak, gently shaking the raindrops on the cloak.

In the dim light, a face with scarlet tattoos came into view.

"Only you can drink such low-quality red wine so uniquely."

The man who pushed in the door chuckled.

Redfield didn't look back, took a sip of red wine and said with a smile:

"The famous number one criminal of the World Government even asked me, a pirate, to chat in such a place. Aren't you afraid of being discovered by the World Government's bastards?" The Revolutionary Army leader Dorag shook his head, and went straight (bcbc) to ask the bartender for a glass of brandy.

"In terms of threat, you are not much weaker than me."

Redfield spread his hands and said:

"I'm afraid you didn't come to me for a drink."

The smile on the corner of Drago's mouth was even more prosperous, and he looked deeply at Redfield, whose breath was obviously colder than before.

"I heard that you let go of a navy on Lorte Island."

Redfield frowned, then let go, mocking:

"I didn't expect you to be interested in that kid."

Drago laughed.

The hearty and heroic laughter seemed to shake the ash from the walls of the dilapidated tavern.

"I guess there should be no one in this sea now who is not interested in "Light of Justice" Charles Levy?"

"What do you think of him?"

Redfield seemed to remember something and sighed with a smile.

"He's a funny guy."

Drago smiled and said:

"very good."