Uncle B of the pirate is invincible

Chapter 281 O'Hara (8)

Although the man in sunglasses and the mustache had never looked down on Spandain as a weak officer, but the golden phone bug that Burt tore off one of the protected objects' arms and snatched the demon-slaying order in front of them was very interesting to them. It's a great shame.

With the order at this moment, the two of them immediately forgot about their responsibility to protect Spandain, and they immediately launched an attack in tacit understanding when they touched each other out of the corners of their eyes.

"Shh!"

The man in the sunglasses leaped into the air in a flash, and shouted from head to toe, "Lan's foot, Shuangyue!" His legs kicked out two Lan's feet in an instant.

The two slashes of Lan's feet seemed to be alive, and each drew a beautiful arc in the air, dividing Bert's left and right.

"Finger gun and trident!" Mustache also shaved in front of Bert at this time, with his right thumb and little finger curled up, and the middle three fingers straightened together, as if a powerful trident pierced Bert's heart.

"The cooperation is good." Facing the joint attack of the two CP9s, Burt commented calmly, and then roared arrogantly: "It's just too stupid!"

With this roar, Bert's body swelled, his muscles tensed, and at the same time his body began to 'burn'.Unexpectedly, he used the three ultimate moves of [Muscle Explosion], [Iron Block Golden Bell Cover] and [Frenzied Transformation] right from the start.

Bert, with red eyes, ignored the attacking Lan's feet, but swung his pitch-black right fist, carrying the force of thunder, to meet the mustache's 'Finger Gun Trident' head-on.

"Duyang Dugang blooms wonderful flowers!"

"This is…"

As soon as Burt's fist was swung, Mustache's sixth sense, which had been honed through many battles, began to call the police frantically. The fear that had never been seen since the completion of the Six Forms broke out uncontrollably.

"die!"

Mustache recalled this kind of déjà vu fear in a flash. It was the first time he was hit in the chest by a bullet in actual combat when he was a child wandering and starving for 5 days. fear.

"Dodge..." Mustache's brain conveyed the order to dodge with paper drawing to his body.

"Crack it!"

But before the nerves conveyed the order, the ear-piercing sound of bone shattering reached Mustache's ears.Then, the last image that appeared in his pupils was an iron fist filling the sky and the earth.

"boom!"

After shattering the finger gun, the fist that had not weakened in the slightest hit the mustache's face firmly.

After the condescending punch, there were human-shaped deep pits on the ground and the muddy CP9 inside.

Mustache was instantly killed by Burt's punch.

"Boom, boom." Two Lan kicks hit Burt's neck almost at the same time.

The power of Lanjiao is impressive, exceeding the rebound limit of 【Twelve Trials】.However, Bert's steel-like muscles and the armed colors wrapped around them made Lan's feet disillusioned like bubbles, without even scratching the skin.

"Crack, click..." Bert, who had killed Mustache, shook his neck and made a few muffled sounds of bones.

He looked up at the stunned stunned man, who forgot to use the moon steps, and fell backwards into the free-falling man in sunglasses, saying to himself: "The strength is good, and the bones here are finally moving."

Although it was talking to himself, the voice was not small, and the man in the sunglasses listened all over the air.In an instant, cold sweat poured down like rain, and there was only one thought in my mind: "Run!"

The fear of death brought great impetus, the man in the sunglasses turned over in the air, stepped on his feet, and fled into the distance without hesitation.

Bert looked at the fleeing man in sunglasses and praised, "Quick response."

He bent forward slightly, and sighed softly: "But it's too shameful to turn your back to the enemy!"

Before the word was finished, the strong leg muscles exploded.

"Boom!" Burt disappeared in place amidst the roar of a cannonball explosion.

"How did I encounter that kind of monster? This is not a new world? Fortunately, fortunately, that unlucky guy set an example and gave me a chance to retreat." He climbed hundreds of meters, and this made the almost broken string in his heart slightly loosen, and he was secretly grateful.

"Whoosh!" A gust of wind blew past the man in sunglasses from behind.

"It's so cold!" The man in the sunglasses suddenly snapped smartly, feeling very cold.

"Huh? Why does that falling corpse look so familiar?" After a moment of inexplicable dizziness, the man in the sunglasses saw a headless corpse that was spraying blood and spiraling down.

"That suit looks like mine...?! Ha, ha, ha, I, I, dead?" the man in sunglasses muttered to himself with absent-minded eyes.

"It's really supernatural, the lost head can still talk. Fortunately, little Lolita is not here, otherwise I must be scared to cry." A deep voice came into the ears of the man in sunglasses.

The corners of the man's mouth twitched, showing a smile that was uglier than crying, watching himself being slowly lifted up in front of a 'giant'.

The man in the sunglasses knows that the 'giant' is not really a giant, but that he himself has become 'smaller'.

"You're dead." The 'Giant' looked at the man in sunglasses and said lightly.

"I know." The man in the sunglasses replied with a wry smile, then tilted his sunglasses and gave up decisively.

"Interesting." Burt's mouth twitched.

"Boom!" Burt shot towards the falling headless corpse like a meteor amidst the roar of the air.

Landing unscathed, Burt threw the head of the man in the sunglasses onto the headless corpse, shook his head and said, "It's really a good lesson. No matter what, you can't turn your back to the enemy, otherwise you won't even know it's death." How did you die?"

Burt was quite emotional. A CP9 who could fight him twice, just ran away because he lost the fighting spirit. In the blink of an eye, he used his terrifyingly high muscle strength, and the burst of super high speed easily caught up and twisted his head. He died. As funny as it gets.

"I'm not dreaming, am I?" Spandain, who was kneeling on the ground, had already forgotten the pain of the severed arm, but kept staring at Bert in the distance with his nose slipping away.

"Ah!" Spanda, who knew it was not a dream, yelled out in pain, twisting his face hard with his only remaining right hand.

"You can't stay here and wait to die!" The sudden outburst of fear made Spandine's mind clearer than ever. He sprang up from the ground a hundred times faster than when he was intact, and charged at the black people who were helpless against Guy's invisible barrier. The clothes man ran wildly.

"Forget those scholars, come and protect me!" Spandain shouted while running.

Seeing the man in black running towards him after hearing the order, Spandain was excited: "With so many people protecting me, I will definitely have a chance to escape. Ten warships and five lieutenant generals are at sea. As long as I get there, I will be able to convey the order of the Five Elders face to face to activate the demon-slaying order, and the monster behind and the damned O'Hara will be finished together!"

"Sir!", "Watch out!" Spandain suddenly heard the people in black rushing towards him exclaim.

"Ok?"

"Boom!" A black leather boot stomped the head of Spandain, who was about to turn around, to the ground.

"Let anyone run away today, you must not run away!" The cold voice came into Spandain's ear with a splitting headache.

"I am the chief of CP9. If you kill me, the World Government, the Navy Headquarters, and the Five Old Stars will never let you go!" At the critical moment, Spanda Yin threatened Burt, who was stepping on him, with tears streaming down his face.

"boring."

"Excuse me..."

"Crack!"

Red and white things sprinkled all over the ground with the boots that were stepped on hard.

(End of this chapter)