North Blue, Philbay Island.

late at night.

The sky was red with blood and flames.

Bang bang bang! !

Rumble! !

The roar of guns resounded fiercely in the street, and hundreds of Marines were attacking a mafia family's station.

Thick smoke was billowing, and the thick barriers were stationed, and shocking gaps were blasted out by successive artillery, and rocks were flying.

"Damn Marine!! Where did their weapons come from!?"

A mafia cadre in a black suit climbed out from under the collapsed wall, his face was bloodied, his eyes were red and he roared angrily.

As one of the best mafia forces on Philbey Island, their Snooker family controls more than half of the underground industries within hundreds of nautical miles of the island, and their business scope includes illegal businesses such as wine making, smuggling, gambling, and customs.

In this sphere of influence, they call the wind and call the rain, make money every day, have hundreds of members, and even have muskets and explosives in their weapons. Even some small and medium-sized pirate groups dare not easily provoke their snooker family.

But everything went haywire in an instant.

The prosperous, beautiful, and drunken life was completely shattered and disillusioned in the roar of the explosion.

An explosion awakened York Snoke from his chaotic sleep, countless attacks whizzed past his ears, and he couldn't even tell what the sound was.

The family garrison, the arsenal, the courtyard, the meeting room, the chamber of commerce, the earth, the buildings, the air...everything is trembling.

Under the continuous and indiscriminate bombardment, the cadres of the Snoke family couldn't react at all, and were directly buried in the ruins by the fierce firepower.

York snooker only felt his ears buzzing and then went numb.

He stared blankly at the well-trained North Blue Marine, armed with all kinds of weapons, methodically approaching their family resident and crushing everything, feeling extremely terrified in his heart.

high temperature flamethrower,

A stun gun that swallows blue electric light;

portable machine gun,

Even Yorke snooker saw a row of Marines each carrying a rocket over their shoulders!

Cutting-edge weapons never seen before! !

Boom! !

A portable small missile suddenly exploded overhead, and the dome-shaped building of the church was immediately blown to pieces, leaving it in a mess.

Amidst the loud noise, a large number of stones were torn apart and collapsed.

A huge shadow suddenly flooded York Snoke from top to bottom.

There was a look of despair in his eyes.

Before being overwhelmed by the boulder flow, he saw a clog-clad, wretched-looking Marine step out of the crowd with his hands in his pockets, and...

Raise a private building abruptly! !

...Boom! !

The private houses were thrown high and crashed to the ground, completely destroying the Snoke family's residence into a mess, like ruins.

In the billowing black smoke, Jiaji looked at his hands in a daze.

When did I become so strong?

He just wanted to try it at first, but he didn't expect that he could actually throw a private building away with his bare hands!

"Major Kaji is too strong!!"

"Germa's technological weapons are far inferior to Major Kaji's power!!"

"It's really too strong!! You really deserve to be the elite of the headquarters!!"

The surrounding North Blue Marines stared at Kaji with shocked faces and cheered wildly.

Hearing the cheers from Marine beside him, Jiaji's heart was surging, and he couldn't help laughing with his hands on his hips:

"Of course!! Laozi is a genius!!"

He glanced contemptuously at a repeating machine gun in Marine's hand, and said with disdain:

"Guns... are really a primitive and crude way of fighting."

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at the same time.

Another island in North Blue.

A similar scene is unfolding.

A secret resident of a Mafia family, the Marine Force is on the move.

"Marine!! Damn Marine!! You are not leaving us any way out!!"

A mafia leader with a mustache cursed angrily.

While speaking, he held a huge shield made of fine steel in both hands, and crashed into the oncoming Marine crowd like a bull, and the powerful force directly turned them all on their backs.

"Hahahaha!! Have you seen my power?"

The mafia boss laughed.

But in the next second, his laughter stopped abruptly.

Bang!

He heard a crisp sword cry.

Following the sound, I saw a tall black-haired figure slowly walking out of the raging flames.

The sound of high heels stepping on the ground is sweet and moving, but there is a kind of ultimate coldness.

It was a woman.

There was a beauty mole at the corner of her mouth, her long black hair was tied up in a bun behind her head, and her curvaceous body was wrapped in a short pink skirt.

Following her footsteps, the flawless white Marine cloak behind her seemed to be swaying and dancing in the flames.

She holds a long knife in one hand.

The blade is slender, showing a bright golden color, reflecting the leaping flames.

This is a very strong woman.

If it was normal, the mafia leader would probably do everything possible to get her into bed and conquer her.

but now,

He doesn't have any ideas.

A slender cut slowly spread from his giant metal shield.

From the strongest front of the shield, to his arms, to his throat...

Blood lines slowly emerged.

"What a fast knife..."

he hissed.

The shield and the person, split into two, crashed down!

Gion stood in front of him, sheathing the knife with a cold expression.

"In the name of justice, the death penalty!"

After the words fell, the Marines rushed in behind her.

Shouts and wailing came from all directions, and Gion stood still, lost in thought for a long time.

"I... have become a lot stronger."

she murmured softly.

She suddenly understood a lot.

The special training in the past ten days has increased her strength by at least 30%!

It's just because her opponent has always been that monster-like guy, who is always ruled, and the distance is always so far away, so she didn't find the improvement of her strength.

But the thought lasted only a few seconds, and Gion soon clenched his fists again and clenched his silver teeth.

"Not enough...not enough."

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The other side.

An expensive private luxury mansion.

North Blue, the famous mafia family in the British Isles... the residence of the leader of the Rockefeller family.

In the luxurious bedroom.

Gemansa, the leader of the Rockefeller family, suddenly woke up from his sleep, pulled out the pistol hidden under the pillow, and fired several shots at a shadow in the room without looking at it.

bang bang bang!

Keng Keng Keng! !

The sound of bullets hitting the sword sounded, and sparks splashed everywhere, illuminating a serious face wearing a military cap.

Jemansa's pupils shrank.

"It's you!"

His mistress recoiled in terror, pulling the quilt tighter around her.

The figure of the flying squirrel stepped out of the darkness.

He carried a saber in his hand.

The saber was dripping with blood.

"You broke the rules."

The flying squirrel said expressionlessly:

"So... Rogers Darren, Supreme Commander of the North Blue, with regards to you."

After the words fell, a cold light flashed away in the darkness.

laugh!

The splashed blood stained the Chinese tent red.

next second,

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

The woman's terrified screams resounded throughout the mansion.

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