The 21st Century of the Gangsters Everywhere

The latest website: "This is hell..." Li Ping looked around, a little disappointed. "It's too... friendly, isn't it?"

"Friendly? This is hell, how can it be friendly." Hei Dao refuted Li Ping's statement. "The blame is immortal in hell. After we fall into hell, we will be ravaged and killed by the **** guards endlessly, and then resurrected until our consciousness is completely wiped out and can no longer be resurrected..."

"...emmmmm, if I don't die, so do I." Li Ping put his fingers against his chin and looked at the **** surface below with a subtle expression. "And ah, being ravaged and killed? That's not new, isn't it? Thinking of it this way, the **** in Walking with God and the 18th **** next door are more reasonable."

"…what?"

"By the way, how many times have you died now?" Li Ping turned his head to look at the black knife.

"It didn't matter much later, but I came down for more than 20 years, almost 30,000 times..."

"Only 30,000 times?" Li Ping raised his brows.

"talent?"

"Do you know how many times I've died so far?" Li Ping gave the answer directly without waiting for the black knife to guess. "970,000 times."

What level of wicked are you? Hey... The black knife took two steps back without a trace.

"Are you kidding me?" Hei Dao's arm trembled a little, the breath of **** would arouse people's instincts, and would also expose the most essential side of people.

Also, this is the basis for **** to give the blamer the power to resist the guardians of hell.

For example, the black blade in his hand, the person who used the ability to use flames before.

As for the **** of death and human beings, it can only make the essential temperament of these people more prominent.

For example, the silver-haired primary school student next to him has a more stern temperament, the handsome black-haired guy over there has a more elegant temperament, the orange-haired youth over there is mad with blood, and Li Ping's temperament... is wrapped in the ultimate deadness, The madness hidden beneath the cool.

This kind of temperament... is only found in the group of the most ancient villains who have been fighting against the will of **** countless years ago and have become stronger and stronger.

Being wrapped in death because of too much death, and calmly doing things because of seeing too much.

And these two things add up, it is called madness that is horizontal and fatal.

But why does such a ghostly temperament appear in a young man!

"How holy are you! People with such aura are all wicked people without precedent in history! Why isn't **** responding? People like you should be suppressed at the bottom of hell!" Affected by the breath, people gradually became crazy.

"There are two reasons. First, I have a clear conscience, and I will say it in a few words. It is absolutely no problem to live tens of thousands of people in one sentence. Second, I am at the same level as hell, but in different units. The merits and demerits of the universe will not be judged by the will of the wreckage of the original universe like hell.”

"Who the **** are you... What purpose do you have!" Hei Dao's hand holding the knife kept shaking.

"Purpose?" Li Ping turned around pretending to be puzzled. "Shouldn't I be asking you this?"

"Guilty Hei Dao, what are you trying to do to bring us to hell? Have I prepared my dessert well?" Li Ping turned around and looked at Hei Dao's horrified expression.

"Meal... dessert?"

"You only have two or three big cats and kittens, not even appetizers. It's rare to come to hell, at least let me have a good time." Li Ping drew out his sword and slapped the black knife with the side of the blade. cheek. "You can only learn from each other in the Soul Soul World, and you can't fight, isn't it uncomfortable, ah?"

Who the **** is the villain!

"Don't deceive people too much! You bastard!" The black knife pushed away Li Ping's blade and waved it forward.

But in the next moment, Li Ping grabbed his face and fixed it in mid-air. As Li Ping gradually exerted force on his hand, the scream of the black knife became louder and louder.

"I heard that when you die, you will be resurrected at the bottom of hell? Hurry up and prepare for the welcome party." In Li Ping's palm, a group of illusory Reiatsu gradually gathered. "If the welcome party isn't fun, I'll let you know how gentle **** is on your side."

After speaking, Li Ping shook his hand, making the black knife's body and his arm in a straight line, and then a phantom flash shot out from Li Ping's right palm, directly evaporating the black knife.

"...Hey, do we still need a guide?" Hitsugaya Toshiro sighed. He didn't expect that the experts from the 12th Division and the 2nd Division joined forces to describe Li Ping's psychological profile without much error. .

"Moral Tyrant"

"Act according to the interests of the largest group"

"Old Colors"

"Never play cards according to the routine"

"Playing cards according to the routine must be used to pave the way for not following the routine"

"The Fun Man"

"Jealousy"

"Cherish the life of every good person, and treat the life of the wicked like a mustard"

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Etc. labels are all labelled descriptions carried out by the joint research team Li Ping.

"It doesn't matter, the battle between Rukia and the others is not over yet. I can feel Rukia's spiritual pressure fluctuations here. Of course, it seems that Ee can't hold on for long. Let's go." After speaking, Li Ping jumped down first. The platform in mid-air fell into the "city" of hell.

Hitsugaya Toushiro and Kuchiki Byakuya looked at each other, and both saw the helplessness in each other's eyes. Sometimes it's not interesting to have a teammate who is too powerful and can lift the table.

For example, this time, in the thinking of the two, Li Ping may continue the somewhat decadent camouflage, let the straight and hot-blooded teenager come forward, and then sit back and watch Ichigo Kurosaki being calculated by the black knife, and cooperate with the performance of the black knife to maximize the drama. .

Then Li Ping overturned the table, changing from a twists and turns of immersive viewing to a one-sided attack...

The two shrugged at the same time and were about to jump off.

"Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo!" Kurosaki Ichigo, whose mouth and limbs were bound by the road, struggled constantly on the platform.

Just now, he wanted to ask 970,000 times what he meant when Li Ping was funny, and then he was jointly sealed by Kuchiki Byakuya and Hitsugaya Toshiro.

"Ah, I forgot there is another person, can't you untie this level of ghosts?" Kuchiki Byakuya glanced back at Kurosaki Ichigo and waved his hand to release the bondage.

"Long-winded! I've been a bad ghost! Hey!"

After Li Ping landed, UU reading www.uukanshu.com ran along the street. If he ignored the will of hell, which was about the same size as the first machine, he would go around and hide and hide, and the found guilty would be eaten up. In addition to smashing Bianbian, Li Ping even felt that this space was quite peaceful.

"Woooooooooo~~~" As if the sound of a whistle sounded in his ears, a huge **** guard stood up from the building beside Li Ping and glanced at Li Ping who was running.

Then he slapped Hitsugaya Toshiro and Kuchiki Byakuya, who were several positions behind Li Ping.

The two looked blank and swung their swords at the same time. The torrent of pink petals and the blue ice dragon hit the palm of the **** guard at the same time, directly knocking the **** guard into the air.

"Hey! Didn't you see another person in front of you!" Hitsugaya Toshiro pointed at Li Ping in front of him, and slapped the **** guard for a while.

"Probably...even if it's the guards of hell...it's bullying the soft and afraid of the hard..." Kuchiki Byakuya said with some doubts about the slowness of life.