The lazy donkey fell to the ground and rolled towards the door. His cheeks were cut by the broken wooden stubble, and his nose was swept by the strong wind. The bridge of his nose seemed to have been fractured, and it was burning with pain.
Gilas was horrified, and his whole body quickly arched backward, avoiding Blueno's pursuit of a side kick. The terrifying leg whip cut through the air, forming a white ripple visible to the naked eye, and split the wooden door in two.
Rankyaku!
Marine's Rokushiki!
Gilas was shocked, and a horrifying thought suddenly emerged in his mind. The target he was monitoring was also a spy under the jurisdiction of the Marine or the World Government, and was carrying out a secret mission.
Gilas' shoulder touched the ground, and his whole body rushed out of the room, sliding down the stairs. His whole body was close to the spaceship, like a four-legged snake running on the ground. In the blink of an eye, he escaped out of the building, drew a zigzag on the ground, and drilled into a quiet alley in the distance.
Blueno's face was expressionless. He raised his hand and pulled a gap in the air, and then the invisible space was pulled apart, and he stepped in. In the next moment, in the alley, Gilas' feet suddenly stopped, and the air in front of him rippled.
Blueno's figure appeared, and his body suddenly enlarged in Gilas' vision. Gilas was a professionally trained spy, and his reaction was extremely fast, but no matter how fast his reaction speed was, it was not faster than Blueno's speed across space.
"You're a secret spy!"
The murderous intent that was close at hand was rapidly approaching, and Gilas couldn't care less. He shouted anxiously, "This is a misunderstanding, I'm also a spy …"
The voice that came out of his mouth stopped abruptly, and the sound of the sound barrier tearing through the air cut through the night. A shadow that was difficult to catch with the naked eye connected into a series of dark silver light in the darkness, and a figure suddenly appeared behind Gilas.
A dark silver, icy arm wrapped around Gilas' neck from behind. With a casual tug to the right, Gilas' lower jaw and cheeks felt as if they had been struck by lightning. His own tongue was bitten off by his own bite, and then a scarlet arrow of blood shot out from his throat. Amidst the cracking sound, his head turned limply to the side and hung on his shoulder at a strange angle.
Letting go, as if he was still worried, he patted the back of Gilas' head, and the whole bulging back of his head caved in. The corpse fell diagonally to the ground, and a strong smell of blood spread on the street.
"He's been silenced!"
Blueno stared at the corpse lying in a pool of blood. The severed tongue on the ground was particularly glaring. He retracted his gaze and stared vigilantly at the man who suddenly appeared. "Who are you?" he asked in a deep voice.
The dark silver hair that reached the ground seemed to have affected the flow of the air around it. Hissing sounds of the air flow vibrated strangely, giving people a piercing pain.
His face was cold and expressionless. A pair of cold and creepy eyes stared straight at Bruno. The aura he exuded was warning Bruno not to act rashly. The strange man in front of him was an extremely dangerous character.
"The second apostle, Strange Dodger!"
He picked up the Den Den Mushi in Gilas's hand. On the other side of the Den Den Mushi, Faulkner held his breath. When Gilas's last sentence was spoken, his heart almost burst out of his throat.
"Target's ability has been confirmed!"
The cold voice was transmitted through the Den Den Mushi. Faulkner breathed a sigh of relief. Although he had never heard this voice before, it obviously couldn't be Blueno, so it should be Yarlin's people. Gilas should be dead.
After Strange finished speaking, he crushed the Den Den Mushi and threw it to the ground. Then his figure flashed like a ghost and appeared behind Blueno.
"What a fast speed!"
Blueno saw a ghost flash by, and a fishy smell came from the back of his head. His horn-like bun was cut off by the cold wind, and a piece of hair fell down in front of his eyes.
His heart trembled as he pounced forward. Immediately, he pounced forward for a distance of twenty to thirty meters. His arms waved violently behind him, and the dense finger spears pierced through the air, turning the air into a sieve.
Sparks flew out from the buzzing sound in the air, and the smell of gunpowder from a machine gun filled the air. The ground and walls of the alley shattered into pieces in an instant, and a thick tree was even cut in half. Countless branches and leaves fell to the ground like raindrops.
All of a sudden, there was a soft sound as a gust of wind swept across the ground. Wherever it passed, there was a terrifying sound of cloth being torn apart. A ray of dark light penetrated dozens of meters, like a poisonous dragon coming out of its cave, and fiercely bit at Bruno's back.
When he glanced back from the corner of his eyes, it was actually a dark silver hurricane that looked like a spinning drill. When he took a closer look, he found that it was actually countless hair curls that were dozens of meters long. They were growing crazily and making terrifying shrieks, as if a ferocious ghost was chasing after his life.
The narrow alley was overflowing with hair, and the walls on both sides were crushed inch by inch. The bullets hit the hair, but they only produced a few sparks and cut off strands of hair. Then, the strands were replaced by new hair that grew at a terrifying speed, roaring and rushing towards Blueno.
Dodge was standing in the distance. In Bruno's eyes, he was like a ferocious ghost that came out of nowhere. His sharp eyes were like a cold viper that was locked on him.
There were lights nearby, and in the silence of the night, some messy footsteps were approaching. As an extremely prosperous city, under the governance of Mayor Iceberg, the security has always been very good. The approaching footsteps should be the city's security team and the patrol team organized by the docks.
Blueno frowned. He jumped back continuously, and with a shake of his hand, he fiddled with the air around him to draw a circular doorway, then suddenly curled up his body and drilled into the hole.
The crazy surging hair swallowed the doorway, and then as if it was cut by a guillotine, a large piece of hair fell to the ground, and the gap was as smooth as a mirror.
Dodge stroked the hair, and the horrible hair was cut off from the back of his shoulder, and then quickly withered and dissipated in the air as if it had lost its nutrients.
He picked up a piece of bloody cloth on the ground, which was stained with a piece of bloody flesh.
"Are you letting him go so easily?" Hodgdon, who only had one eye, walked out from the corner and stood behind Dodge as he spoke faintly.
"The extraction of the devil fruit has a time limit, and the fresher the better. The best choice is to keep the host alive." Dodge and Hodgdon looked at each other. "Yarlin will be here tomorrow, and Blueno can't escape!"
A sinister laughter echoed in the alley …
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