The sound of musculoskeletal tearing came one after another, knife lights intertwined in the cramped environment, blood and stumps were spilled on the ground, and Hockedon blocked the entrance and exit of the passage, staring coldly at the transformation body navy to the staff in the baroque studio stronghold. Bloody carnage.

"A stronghold of low-level personnel, worthless!"

Hodgton raised his hand and pinched the throat of a panicked spy, and with a slight flick of his fingertips, the opponent's entire head became rigid and petrified. The panic before death is like a fine carving from the hands of a master.

Quickly cleaned up, leaving the stumps and corpses in one place, and the navy with no evolutionary potential all withdrew. Only then did Houghton shake the bone chain in his hand, like a white snake swallowing and swimming on the ground, and smashed all the corpses into pieces. The scum, the flesh and blood is quickly swallowed by the bone chain.

He burped lightly and left.

"Next place!"

Hockedon randomly drew a line on the label on the map, "Just follow this order and clean up one by one."

Two days after Houghton left.

click.

The soles of her feet stepped on the rust debris. Vivi covered her mouth and looked at Ikalem. The channels under her feet were stained with coagulated blood, and the coagulated blood spots covered almost every corner. However, there is no "meat" of a corpse. At most, some bones and minced meat can be found under some sloping tables and chairs.

The whole pattern is like a **** slaughterhouse, and also like an ink painting that expresses abstraction and horror. The absurd distortion reveals the cruelty.

"Vivi!" Ikalem turned over a reclining chair in the center of the room. The back of the chair seemed to have a pattern cut out by someone's fingernails. It was a "seagull" symbolizing the symbol of the Navy. , the blood that has been solidified is painted red, and there are four hideous characters "Blood for blood!" engraved on the bottom.

"It was made by the Navy!" Wei Wei stared at the past, her expression changed, and her eyes behind the veil flickered: "The Baroque Studio sent someone to kill the Navy Colonel, so the Navy branch washed the Baroque Studio with blood. In this way, it is a simple act of revenge against criminals, and it has nothing to do with interfering in the internal affairs of Alabasta.”

"So that's the case, did Colonel Yarlin fight this kind of plan?" Ikalem took a deep breath: "Any excuse is fine, as long as the navy can help us fight the Baroque studio, for us, It's a good thing."

"Although this Colonel Yarlin is a bit ruthless, he is still much better than a navy like Krum, who is helping the tyrants. Perhaps, we can try to trust this colonel." Wei Wei thought for a while in her heart. Later: "Let's get out of here as soon as possible and go to the next nearest stronghold."

the other side.

In a middle-level stronghold of the Baroque Studio, the appearance is a high-rise building half-covered by sand and dust, and the rusty iron signs and leaking windows are blown by the wind.

The windows in the bottom row suddenly shattered, and secret agents armed with guns and knives poured out one by one, killing the navy who lined up indifferently with their knives on the opposite side.

Hodgdon stepped on his feet, the sand was strangely solid, and the solid anti-shock force made him pass a bone shadow on the ground, and the white bones attached to the surface reflected cold killing intent, I saw him quickly stick The ground galloped, the red light in his pupils flickered strangely, and suddenly, he grabbed the ground with his backhand, raindrop-shaped blood poured out in the air, and a few strands of the woman's red curly hair fell to the ground.

A hole was blasted in the sand, and a mole was jumped out of it, and his body suddenly swelled into a short, stout old woman, roaring in exasperation: "I just got a new hairstyle, and he tore off my scalp. , Mr.4 quickly kill him for me."

"Devil Fruit Powers!"

Hodgdon's one-eyed locked the opponent tightly. As a member of Yaerlin's legion, it was the instinct that the mother nest branded in their body to improve the legion's rank and size. His hunting and greed were in the same vein as Yaerlin's eyes when he saw his prey.

"You can never escape!"

The foul-smelling liquid continuously exploded on the sand, and then turned into a group of lively venom that condensed in Hockedon's hands. This was a chronic toxin extracted and purified from his body. On the ground, four condensed sand snakes sputtered into a black-brown contamination with a swirl of venom, and madly ejected and bit the old woman's back.

Chi!

Before she could dodge, she was just about to transform into a mole to dig a hole to escape when the gravel exploded abruptly, and the sinuous bone chain spurs shot out. She stumbled, her center of gravity was unstable, and if she tried to reflect it again, her limbs were entangled by a sand snake. The sound of twisting and rubbing rubbed her pores and skin, and the stench and paralyzing venom penetrated into the blood like juice from a rag. Entering the body~lightnovelpub.net~ suddenly turned black, the liver felt a heart-wrenching pain, the breath that came out of the mouth and nose had a stench of sour water, the base of the tongue trembled and the lips and cheeks hit Terrible paralysis.

"Poisoned, I have no strength!"

Miss. Christmas was horrified, and then she felt that the twisting sensation from her limbs disappeared, and the sand snake scattered into gravel again and was scattered by the wind. She fell heavily forward, and was caught and closed by the hideous bone spurs. .

Hodgdon threw one hand back gently, and two naval transformations appeared behind him, catching the fainted old woman.

"Take good care of her, you have to live to bring the capable person back to the branch and send it to Yaerlin." Hodgdon said with a grin, and the faces of the two guards' transformants also showed anthropomorphic excited smiles.

Pong!

The terrifying sound of swinging the bat made the air seem to be squeezed. Hodgton turned around and followed the sound. The Mr.4 who was looking at him slowly swung the heavy bat. Under his feet was a metal-like bat. Like a biological dachshund, it is a big gun that eats "dog fruit" (letting inanimate things "take" devil fruit to gain power is the invention of a scientific madman, a kind of research and development and application of devil fruit. new form, little known!).

As Mr.4 swung the bat, the dachshund spit out a "time bomb" disguised as a baseball. At the moment of the swipe and touch, a strong feeling of hitting was emitted, and a swept straight line split the air. A white mark appeared in front of Houghton.

The oppressive baseball roared with terrifying power and the explosion of his savings. Hodgton raised his hand and the red light surged, his eyes staring at the strange dachshund, and the black threads at the bottom of his pupils were surging strangely. Move, as if the gaze of another eye is peeping through it...