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"Oh oh!" The Ronin warrior bit a tree in his mouth, held a Shinobi sword at his waist, closed his eyes and said: "Dear Jiang Xue, immediately...I'll give you something to eat..."

With one step, the ronin warrior and the murderous condemned person crossed between the electric light and flint.

Blood spattered and screamed again and again.

The scene was **** with a stump and broken arm.

The Ronin warrior closed his eyes, but never opened them.

He stood proudly, but no murderer dared to attack him again.

The ronin warrior's name is Izo, and he is a swordsman who loves swords more than anyone and sacrifices blood to it.

"what……"

"Monster!"

"Run!"

Although he was a vicious death row inmate, he was still shocked when faced with Izang.

"Oh, oh!" A petite man with a hood of five people raised his hand and took out a microphone, "You have nowhere to run, sad humans!"

She raised her head and turned out to be a girl.

"At least let me sing calmly and send you on the road!"

The girl opened her hood, took off her coat, and began to sing into the microphone.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah..."

All death row prisoners who were impacted by the sound wave were greatly impacted, and the bones on their bodies were shattered. The body without the support of the bones was a lump of soft flesh. With a "slap", it collapsed to the ground.

She is Kosmia, a singer convicted by the witch referee in Western countries.

"Catch it all in one net." Kosmia looked excited.

"Shoot you all in one swoop! Ama! You kid, you all killed all of a sudden! What about my share!?" It was obvious that Kosmia had killed all the fellow prisoners who were dissatisfied with it, kicking her ass. Shares.

Kosmia was lying on the ground, supporting her body with her knees and one hand, turning her head and rubbing the corners of her mouth with the other hand, her pretty face flushed and said, "I'll be with you!"

"How can you be enough by yourself!" The companion was obviously dissatisfied.

One of the five people with a hood, looked at the funny companion, couldn't help sighing, and walked towards the dead prisoner who was lying flat, muttering: "What a bunch of boring guys, eh..."

He found that there was another death row prisoner who had not died.

"Well, this guy still has to breathe!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah..."

The little man suddenly threw the huge dying giant into the sky, her hood fell, and it turned out to be a little girl with compressed hair.

"You..." She took off her coat and bounced up, "I should be thankful."

In the air, she hugged the big man from behind and bit him on the neck.

"It's the luckiest to be killed by me."

"Oh... I ah ah ah ah ah..."

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The giant man's body shrivelled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and turned into a corpse when he landed.

The little girl landed easily, wiped the corners of her mouth, and smiled: "It's delicious!"

She is Dotya, an alchemist whose body has undergone countless changes.

Dotya's voice is very sweet, and the person is beautiful, but his clothes are not fashionable, and he wears black and white stockings, which is really ugly.

The one who kicked Kosmia, dressed very "fashion", had a stinky face, was Yan Xin, a pirate who dominated the southern islands.

"Ah, my desire to kill and slaughter is already unbearable." Yan Xin took off his coat, but his opponent was no longer in the training ground.

Finally, the tallest figure among the five hooded people, a big man dressed as a clown, named Shangpu.

He is a serial killer, and Champ's target is "little guys", the death row are all big guys, he has no interest at all.

"That's it!" Hearing Sheila introduced the identities of the five people, the minister "touched" his chin and said, "This is a good card! But..."

"Anyway, they are equipped with imperial tools?" The minister was sharp-eyed, and it was natural to see at a glance that Kosmia's microphone, Dotya's teeth, and Yanxin's sword were all imperial tools...

"I reclaimed all the Teikoku scattered in foreign countries! Can't I dispose of them casually?" Sheila smiled: "After all, they have the world's most powerful masters! Compared to your dad, yours The four ghosts of Rakshasa are much stronger!"

"Hmm, what a lovely provocation!"

"It's not a provocation! Because we will kill them for the justice that troubles father."

The minister took a look at Sheila, felt the evil spirit radiating from his son, and smiled with satisfaction: "Ah, that's not the case. Now when there is an abnormal change in the country, the group of loyal ministers are officially suffering. Great opportunity!"

"Just take advantage of this opportunity to punish all those who oppose me with a continuous sitting system." The minister looked savage, shaped like an evil spirit, his eyes turned blood red, and his forehead opened. "A diamond-shaped jewel, "If you have a crime, you can settle as much as you want, hehehehe..."

Looking at the minister at this time, even as a son, Sheila still felt a little uncomfortable.

He couldn't help but secretly said in his heart: "It's really bad enough. If you want to follow your father, it's a bit overwhelming. But, forget it, all in all, it's just fun. There are so many toys!"

Hunter headquarters.

Will was lying on the bunk. He was badly injured.

Meowing "forced", why is only oneself being beaten up all the time!

This is not the first time Will has made such a sigh.

Although the mission failed, the most important thing is that fortunately, no one in the hunter team sacrificed this time.

Nelia and Black Eye who betrayed are not counted!

Of course, thanks to being beaten up in this way, he also lost the prize.

Fortunately, the color has been hung up, and now there is a lovely little angel to help Will rub the shining grace of "medicine".

Will secretly glanced aside, and saw Lan holding the "medicine" jar and bandage very intently helping him wipe the "medicine".

Such a pleasing scene immediately made Will float up, and the regret value of being beaten up suddenly decreased a lot.

"Wow..."

Will seems to be able to feel the breath of the other person on the back of his neck, and his slender fingertips gently gestured near the wound, followed by a sense of ecstasy as soon as the "medicine" ointment was applied to the wound...

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"

As an honest person, Will did not hide the fact that this was really the pain of buying a watch last year, at least not for the first time...

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