Chapter one hundred and ninety-three, a tasteless victory
Woohoo...!
The dark wind howls and bites the bones, and souls dance and circle in the sky.
The black vortex slowly rotated at a speed that seemed slow but not slow, and a terrifying sense of oppression swept across the sea and sky. The huge Xiangbo Land was silent, and everyone looked at the sky with fear and uneasiness in their eyes, trembling.
At the same time, in area 13, Xia Qi's rip-off bar.
"Pluto" Rayleigh, the former vice-captain of the Roger Pirates who drank on credit, suddenly widened his eyes, his fingers suddenly exerted force, and he unconsciously broke the wine glass.
"It feels like this again, the Black Earl has taken action!"
He turned around and looked at the sky and said: "Hey Xia Qi, I'm going to go out first. That guy doesn't know what he's up to. Even I have a sense of crisis...Xia Qi?"
No one responded.
Lei Li turned around instantly: "Hey! Xia Qi!"
Behind the bar, the bar owner Xia Qi held the cigarette butt in her right hand, held it on her elbow with her left hand, looked out the window with her head slightly raised, and fell into stillness.
"!"
Whoosh!
Noticing the confusion in Xia Qi's pupils, Rayleigh instantly felt a chill running down his spine. He couldn't help but flash his figure and moved from the corner to the bar in an instant.
"Xia Qi, Xia Qi, can you hear me? Hello!"
"Shut up! If you don't want to pay the debt, just keep your voice down!"
Reilly: "..."
After yelling at Rayleigh, Xia Qi took a deep breath with a slight trembling, and inhaled the cigarette to the end.
Then he put the cigarette butt in his hand that was about to burn his fingers into the ashtray and said.
"That whirlpool..."
"There is a strange power!"
"Ah, I feel it too."
As keen as he is, of course he understands why Xia Qi became like this just now.
Looking up at the whirlpool in the sky, Rayleigh relaxed all over.
Sure enough, after a second, darkness began to quickly cover his vision, making his head dizzy and about to lose consciousness.
boom!
But then, the domineering and domineering spirit burst out.
Rayleigh broke free from the confusion in an instant, and his eyes were solemn as never before.
"What a terrifying ability! The whirlpool seems to be swallowing me up. The moment I relax my will, I will be swallowed up by the darkness!"
"but……"
Looking at Xia Qi who was gradually regaining her composure, Lei Li smiled.
"This also means that there is no danger. After all, there are many people who have seen the whirlpool like you. The Black Earl is not crazy enough to cause a massacre in Shampoo."
"Yeah, although I don't know what it is, it's obviously not for us."
After lighting another cigarette, the proprietress Xia Qi smiled and said: "But some other guys must have finished."
…
"impossible!"
In the room, Wumit's eyes were horrified, looking at the direction in which the souls were rising, and his heart was shaken.
Of course he knows where the souls in the sky come from.
Because the troops they planned to use against the Black Earl were hidden in those places!
These people may not be strong enough, but they are definitely good at wreaking havoc.
Once they enter, even if they are killed, they will cause a devastating blow to the Baroque headquarters!
But now...
Tens of thousands of souls were swirled and swallowed by the vortex, forming a reverse meteor shower in the air.
Wumit's hand in his pocket kept pressing the switch of the transmitter, notifying the large forces to take action, but there was dead silence outside. Not to mention attacking, no one even answered him.
"what have you done?!"
Wumit asked with eyes wide open.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, the feeling of oppression disappeared.
White smoke dispersed from Ah Jin's body, and the black vortex in the sky slowly disappeared until it disappeared.
Screams suddenly sounded from all directions. It was obvious that in the past few dozen seconds, Xia Qi was not the only one whose mind was swallowed by the abyss. It was not until the spell effect ended that these people regained their senses.
Amid the noise, Ah Jin shook his groggy head and grinned.
"You know exactly what you did, don't you?"
He looked up at Umit and said.
"The master asked me to bring you a message to thank you for bringing him so many fresh souls to eat. In return, he asked me to entertain you well."
"Earl Black!"
Umit gritted his teeth.
Suddenly, he looked up at the ceiling.
"You're here, right?!"
"I know you can hear me!"
Under Ah Jin's playful gaze, Wumit's fierce face was covered with cold sweat and he roared.
"This time we lost. I admit defeat and swear that I will never have any plans for Baroque News Agency again. Let me go!"
no answer.
Seeing this, Wumit gritted his teeth: "10 billion!"
"I would give 10 billion Baileys in exchange for my life!"
"Don't think that killing me will bring about good results. In the dark world, both prosper and lose, and everyone's interests are intertwined."
"Give me a chance and give yourself a chance."
"I am willing to give up one-tenth... no, one-fifth of my territory to you, do you hear me?!"
Bang bang bang!
Akin couldn't help but applaud, attracting Umit's attention.
Facing his sweaty face, Ah Jin smiled and said: "One-fifth, what a big piece of cake."
"It's a pity that the master made an agreement with the Golden Emperor. After this incident, 70% of the land owned by you and Field will belong to us. He only needs the remaining 30% to recover the return on investment."
Under Wumit's shocked gaze, Ah Jin slowly took out his unique weapon and turned the ball.
"Didn't you realize I'm the only one here?"
"One of my companions has already set out for two days. I think the first batch of sites will be taken over soon."
"One-fifth...you are sending beggars away, Mr. Umit!"
Golden Emperor!!!
Upon hearing this name, Umit's pupils shrank.
"Impossible, how could he... I have contact with the Yonko Big Mom and Kaido, how dare he!"
"Oh? No wonder you jumped out to attack us. It turned out that you were planning to use us as a favor to Big Mom."
A Jinhe and other talented people immediately discovered the truth from Wumit's few words.
After all, it's a bit harsh to say...
Even if Lovett does die, it will be a year later.
Now is definitely not a good time to take action.
Unless there is some reason to rush before then!
Seeing the murderous intent in Ajin's eyes, Wumit swallowed.
"Wait, calm down! I still have treasure, no one knows about it except me!"
"No need."
Ah Jin's eyes were cold and piercing, and his knees slowly bent: "The master said, take your body back, and he will torture your soul."
…
"Don't block the way, get out of my way!"
Plop! Plop!
Field's spherical body jumped out from the living room floor, running like a rubber ball.
Along the way, he knocked over two Baroque News employees who had just woken up from a state of inactivity, and Field ran towards the port without looking back.
Not every underworld tycoon is capable of fighting.
Field is quite aware of this.
Bang... bang!
At this time, there was a sound of the wall breaking behind him.
"Sea Transport King" Wumit vomited blood and smashed into the wall before flying out. The specially made black scimitar in his hand almost came out.
Immediately afterwards, a golden figure followed closely behind him and caught up with him in mid-air. The iron ball used centrifugal force to pull out a whimpering wind and landed on his shoulder.
Bang!
Wumit, who flew backwards, suddenly turned 90° and hit the ground. After a loud "bang" sound, the stone slab shattered, leaving spider web-like traces of fragmentation.
It stands to reason that at this moment the opponent should stop attacking and express a victory speech to humiliate himself.
But his opponent is known as the "Ghost Man" and is a black knight who has turned into a living corpse.
Human rules are meaningless to him.
What awaited Wumit was Ajin's ruthless pursuit. He landed on the balcony on the second floor opposite. Ajin turned around, kicked his legs, and pounced on him again.
"hateful!"
Gritting his teeth and standing up, Wumit raised his knife and swept across.
Shadow Slash·Haunting Shadow!
The blade that looked like it would collide head-on with the iron ball suddenly became blurred and vibrated hundreds of times in a very short period of time, making it impossible to distinguish the intention of the attack.
But Ah Jin did not flinch and continued to hit the iron ball.
Clang!
The blade instantly changed from virtual to solid, and passed by the lower half of the iron ball, making a violent trembling sound.
Immediately, the waving blade was pulled all the way along the main body of the ball crutch, and while sparks were produced by the friction, it slashed at Ajin's armpit.
Sizzle, sizzle... ding!
"What?!"
Wumit's eyes were filled with shock.
Even the weapon was cut with a gap by him, but under the opponent's armpit, there was only a white mark left!!
His body is so strong, but he still uses fart weapons!
The unexpected situation left Umit with no time to retreat. After the ball was smashed into the air, Ajin turned around suddenly in mid-air, swinging his body with the help of the inertia of the impact, and kicked Umit in the face with an upside-down golden hook.
Symbol·Explosion!
Bang!
Wumit was immediately kicked away by the kick, but before he could vomit blood, golden cracks spread all over his face and exploded instantly.
"ah!!!"
With an incomparably piercing scream from his mouth, Wumit flew into a house next to the street, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.
After doing all this, Ah Jin did not stop and repeated his old trick, activating the talisman on his leg again.
Then step hard!
Bang!
call out!
With the help of blasting impact, it was instantly shot out like a cannonball.
This is a method he developed after hearing about Charlotte Owen's movement method. Although it is not as flexible as the impact caused by heated air, it also makes up for his lack of speed very well.
Field, who was running away, only felt the strong wind blowing from behind him. Before he could think clearly about what happened, his brain was in a state of confusion, and the golden light was approaching rapidly.
Pfft...
Wow!
Thick plasma exploded from his chest to the front. Looking at the palm exposed in front of him, Field subconsciously grabbed it.
"No...impossible!"
"How could you...how dare you...kill me...ugh!!"
Chi!
Another arm penetrated the chest from the back. The modified height of nearly two meters allowed Akin to lift the short and fat Field off the ground and put his mouth close to him.
"My master said that justice is also a fist, and evil is also a fist. There is only one rule in the sea, the strong is respected!"
"Including your rules, they are also based on your fists."
"Now our fists are bigger than yours, what do you think will happen?"
"Whoa!"
Field vomited blood profusely and said with a ferocious expression: "They...cough!...won't let you go!"
"Oh, really? But that's not your concern, fat pig."
Having said that...
Whoosh!
Wow!
Amidst a blood-curdling tearing sound, Akin pulled with both hands and forcefully pulled Field's arms out from under his left and right armpits, as easily as tearing apart a rag.
Only the fat body with two strips of flesh and blood missing from both sides of the chest fell to the ground, exposing its internal organs.
"It's really... no sense of accomplishment at all."
Ah Jin's arms shook, and the bright golden light spilled body fluids and blood onto the floor.
Although he knew how important the layout of the Baroque News Agency was to Lovett, there was no opponent worth fighting, which made him uninterested.
