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On Wednesday, Mr. 8 and Miss. detoured into the depths of the jungle in a large circle. The two of them stared at the corpse with a burst belly in the mountain. The smell of blood in the air had not completely dissipated.

"Do you want to make contact?" The two of them didn't approach the tomb out of caution, but hid on the opposite side of the col, their eyes twitching, as if they were making up their minds and haven't decided yet.

"We do need the Captain's help, but only if he can reach Alabasta alive to replace Crum." Miss. On Wednesday, listening to the sound of gunshots blowing up the corpses in the woods, blood spattered in her eyes. A flash of compassion was quickly replaced by perseverance: "Although this decision is cold, we cannot easily expose ourselves."

"Someone came out!" Mr. 8 leaned down and stared at the location of the tomb, a stern profile like a rock polished into his sight, and the moon frost slanted across the mountain and dragged his shadow on the ground The old man dragged, the black cross pattern on the forehead and between the eyebrows gave a deep and obscure feeling, and he glanced over as if he was aware of it.

"It's that Colonel Yarlin!" Mr. 8 felt his heart twitch inexplicably. He felt like he was being stared at by some kind of cold-blooded and wet animal, and a cold feeling climbed up his back from the grass.

Miss. didn't speak on Wednesday, her eyes were tightly locked on Yaerlin's body, just observing from a distance, she seemed to have felt a savage aura coming towards her.

She saw three more figures follow behind the tomb, two naval soldiers, and an ugly man facing disfigurement, with one eye open and exuding a gloomy aura, and followed behind Yaerlin.

boom!

Another dull sound of gunfire echoed in the woods, Yaerlin's figure suddenly disappeared in place, a black afterimage was pulled from the **** of the mountain, twisted like a deep black ribbon, black. The back of the belt followed a figure with slightly strange movements.

"He discovered us just now!" Mr. 8 said to Miss. Wednesday with a sigh of relief, "I have a feeling that this Colonel Yarlin is a very dangerous person."

Miss. Wednesday's eyes gleamed with thought. She stared at the afterimage in the col that had not completely dissipated, and then turned and headed for the woods.

Overlooking from a high altitude, the continuous afterimage pulling is like a black python swimming on the ground. Yaerlin's figure suddenly stagnates. He stands in the center of the battlefield, surrounded by scorched and burning bullet marks, fragmented and mutilated corpses. Block, he casually broke the neck of a sneak attack agent, and shook it gently like throwing garbage. The corpse made a sound like air leaking in the air, and an inconspicuous black line volleyed out from the neck. Returning to Yaerlin's palm, and looking at the corpse that fell to the ground, only a shriveled human skin and scattered clothes were left on the ground.

Yaerlin glanced gloomily and sternly at the agents of the Baroque studio standing around him, each red and black digital logo was mapped on his retina, "Whether you are pirates or something else, in short, you are here. Just in time."

The progress of the mother nest is just a final touch!

"The target appears, kill him!"

The secret agents of the Baroque studio raised their firearms in unison and aimed at Yaerlin to contain and shoot.

Bang bang bang!

Like a broken movement played, the fire net woven by bullets shrouded it, and Yaerlin walked forward, as if he didn't care about the bullets, but slowly raised his left hand above his head.

Black bird cage!

Countless black threads shot out from his palm, as if the fireworks blasted into the sky exploded, and the black threads falling from the spindle looked like a birdcage under an upside-down hood.

The sound of sliding and sputtering, the strange slippage of the bullets changed the trajectory, all of them turned into life-threatening stray bullets and refracted back, and the messy memorandum was suddenly silenced, replaced by the sound of bullets penetrating musculoskeletal shattering, blood "gurgling" During the spray, one body staggered and fell to the ground softly.

The black bird cage scattered and fell to the ground, like blooming and spreading petals radiating toward the surroundings with Yaerlin as the center, and like countless poisonous snakes crawling around, the surrounding 100 meters were instantly swept away, and a There is no living person standing.

The corpse that fell to the ground, or was seriously injured, stared at the black thread that penetrated into the body from the seven orifices, and soon even the sound of breathing stopped abruptly, and only the wind blew and was swallowed and drained. The sound of the corpse skin flapping lightly on the ground, is it good?

Miss. Wednesday covered her mouth, let out a sigh of relief, and looked at Mr. 8 in astonishment, seeing her pale face in horror in the other's eyes.

Sentu and some surviving navy officers who were hiding in the distance came out from behind the cover and looked at the figure of the man in the center one by one, with irrepressible enthusiasm in their eyes.

boom!

Gunshots!

The black line on the ground automatically stood up vertically on the trajectory without wind. Yaerlin tilted his head. He saw a charred hole in the middle of the black line. The bullet shot through his cheek pierced a tree behind him. A hole the size of a head emerges.

He wiped his cheek with his finger, and there was a slight tingling sensation of smoke burning on it~lightnovelpub.net~ He looked blankly towards the edge of the forest, and the men holding the extended musket looked at each other at the same time Come here, the long golden hair is being blown by the wind like the fluffy mane of a lion.

"Kill him!"

Yaerlin stretched out his hand and pointed forward, and a fast-running figure swept across the air like a steel meteor, smashing into the edge of the woods.

Hodgton strode stiffly with his legs, his arms stretched out like a big bird, his hands swept across the tree trunks he hit, and in the red light, those trees suddenly burst into trees that were frozen like steel. The spear, swish and swish, shot away.

"Another capable person! It's a loss, I have to pay more!" The blond man's mouth twitched slightly, but there was no panic in his eyes. The speed was so fast that it formed a phantom, and the air facing the muzzle seemed to crack like a solid mirror.

bang bang bang bang...

The tree spears that shot up were shattered almost simultaneously in mid-air, and the friction of the bullets piercing burned the tree spears into scorched red fragments and scattered them on the ground.

Hodgton inserted his hands into the ground, and the condensed steel-like stone walls stood up and piled up. The plucking sound of plucking blasts smashed the stone wall into a sieve. The charred bullet holes actually dyed one side of the stone wall black brown. The opponent's firepower is fierce.

There was a distance of dozens of meters, and the air between the two was full of muffled thunder, and stone walls arched around Hodgdon as if there was no end. There was no emotional fluctuation on his face, as if the most patient. The hunter was waiting for the moment when the other party gasped.

"It's really troublesome!" The blond man frowned, and suddenly took out a special bullet from the leg of his trousers and added it to the blast of bullets.

boom!

The dull sound of gunshots was mingled with a faint sound...