Pirate’s Brood Order

The gunshot rang out, and the ferocious bullet pierced out along the barrel, shattering into dozens of frantic shrapnel the moment it escaped from the muzzle, spinning like knives and covering Dalaran's entire pupil.

Before the head could even be moved away, blood splattered wildly, the pale stubble of the skull was exposed, an eyeball was cut off, and a gloomy black light flashed away. Dalaran let out a miserable howl, as if he could not accept the sudden turn of the situation. Really will die here.

Blackbeard's fierceness and decisiveness didn't even give Dalaran any chance to procrastinate and breathe.

He howled in his mouth, and the other eyeball firmly reflected Tiqi and the others, as if he wanted to firmly imprint the face of the murderer in the depths of his soul.

With the shrill and angry howling and the cold gaze, he felt like a schizophrenic patient, with two consciousnesses occupying one body at the same time.

Consciousness gradually fell into darkness, Fan Oka blew the black smoke from the muzzle of the gun, "A guy who can drive Ace into a corner was shot by me so easily, this is really the blessing of fate!"

Poison Q observed the condition of Ace's body. The foul-smelling blood clots on the rotting wound turned into an iron and rusty color strangely. He said with some surprise on his face: "The blood poison should be relieved, but there is another kind of blood poison." The toxin stays in Ace's body, it should be some kind of parasite-like reproductive infection, but it should not die in a short time!"

Poison Q scraped off a layer of rust from Ace's flesh with his fingernails. The rust and flesh fused together strangely. He stared wide-eyed and could see some slight tremors and wriggling, as if the flesh and blood had become a conscious living mass. thing.

After thinking for a while, he casually picked up an apple from the basket, pierced his nails into the flesh concealedly, and said quietly: "If you don't know, you have to find two living people to feed it, and then let me dissect it and observe it carefully. This parasite can definitely be eliminated, but at least it can be controlled so that he does not die!"

While talking, Tiki already carried Ace on his shoulders like a dead dog, and the shadowy figure gradually shrouded in the darkness of night.

The sand that had been scorched into a glazed state emitted black smoke, and Dalaran's unrecognizable corpse was lying quietly on the ground. Not far away, Sanji's white dead fish eyes stared at him angrily.

half an hour!

"Tsk tsk, my cowardly and stupid brother died like this, but the guy who killed you was also killed, hehe, it's really interesting!" Amidst the cold laughter, there were traces of transparent ripples in the air, Vincent Mokney, who searched for traces from the East China Sea and searched all the way to Alabasta, emerged from his invisible state. He kicked the already dead Sanji to death with his feet, and a cold and sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Father My lord told me to take you back, but I didn't specifically tell you to live, so it's no wonder I've been watching the show by the side and I'm not going to save you."

Vincent Mockney has blue wavy hair with a smooth side, a pair of black goggles under the counterclockwise curly eyebrows, black ear protectors on the top of the ears, and a shirt with the number "2" written on it. A black cloak, golden gloves on his hands, and a belt with the lightning logo wrapped around his waist.

His appearance is 70% similar to Sanji's, but his lips are thin, and his whole person looks mean and sinister. He lifted Sanji's body up with his toes, carried it on his shoulder with a slight disgust, and said to himself Yu said: "Actually, you may not need your body, anyway, you are dead, just bring back a part of your cells that are enough to clone, and complete the marriage with the Charlotte family!"

After struggling like this for a minute or two, Niji still gave up the idea of ​​being lazy. After all, his father's order was to bring Sanji back, but he didn't mention that he only brought back a jar of cultured cell tissue.

"It's really causing me trouble even if I'm dead!" Niji walked towards Dalaran's corpse with a frown, squatted down, and pulled out a syringe for ingesting human cells from his arms with one hand, and stabbed it swiftly. From Laran's body, a tube of blood, a piece of muscle, and a piece of bone marrow were quickly extracted, and they were sorted into frozen micro-petri dishes.

"It's a pity that the guy who played with fire was taken away by that black beard." Nizhi rubbed the petri dish in his hand, thought as if wandering in his mind, and then stood up.

The gravel under his feet flowed, and the wind and sand blew his cloak. Nizhi's face changed suddenly. He shrugged his shoulders and threw the corpse he was carrying behind him like a sack without hesitation. At the same time, he twisted his waist and stepped on the ground with one foot , the other leg flicked like a whip.

snap!

In the air, a mirror used by a woman to dress up was kicked, and cracked ripples appeared on it. Niji's pupils shrank, and through the black goggle he saw Sanji's body being swallowed strangely by the mirror. In the mirror, a The strange man was looking over gloomyly.

call!

The wind came, and the sound of the sonic boom pierced through the earmuffs. Nizhi flipped his wrists, stomped his feet one after another and dodged sideways. Then he saw a silver light rubbing against the side air and pulled out a dark figure. His palm was empty, and he just grabbed The completed petri dish disappeared.

He stood vigilantly on the spot, and glanced left and right from the corner of his eye. On the left was a strange figure in the mirror, and on the right was a man with dark silver light and long hair hitting the ground. He snatched his petri dish in his hand, and Standing next to the dead body in Dalaran.

With a gloomy and gloomy atmosphere, there was a dangerous smell in the air. Ni Zhi pouted, "Are you with that dead guy? It's really unlucky!"

"Two people, no, there are still people!" Ni Zhi withdrew his gaze from the two, and glanced at two blurred figures approaching in the desert flowing in the distance, their figures rapidly enlarged in his sight.

There are four people in total!

He stood there without moving easily, but squeezed out a hypocritical smile on his face, scratched his wavy hair and sighed: "I didn't kill that guy, I just happened to pass by, oh, if you don't believe me, I can take you to find the murderer who killed him, and I walked in that direction, I just left for a while, there is still time for you to chase him now."

The strangely rotating mirror did not speak, but as the mirror rotated, more mirrors were reflected in the air, virtually blocking Nizhi's escape route.

The figure on the right put the petri dish in his arms, stared at Nizhi indifferently without saying a word.

"Really, I'm telling the truth. Those guys don't look like good people at first glance. They look extremely vicious. The guy who killed your companion was an insidious guy who attacked with a gun, but the bastard who ordered to kill him was a mouthful Ugly fat man with rotten teeth..." Ni Zhi looked around and explained helplessly, "Really, there is no need to kill the real murderer because of a misunderstanding!"

"I know you didn't kill the man!" Among the two figures walking over from the other side, the white corners of their clothes were exposed under their dark long coats, and their slightly hoarse voices sounded like poisonous snakes spitting out snake letters, "I'm just curious about today's What day, the guys who come here are all corpse pickers!"