Dragon Ball Villain System

The soldier pulled off the safety tab of the grenade, and the grenade emitted black smoke and swung it towards Campbell. .xianni. Ellie tapped her little feet on the ground and used the force to jump up and spin in the air. The lavender dress flutters like a magnificent butterfly. She swayed and fell from the air, her little feet lightly stepped on the grenade, and the grenade was crushed in an instant, turning into a ball of fireworks and exploding.

Ellie flew out of the thick smoke, leaving afterimages in the air due to her speed. The soldier who threw the grenade had no time to react and fell to the ground with a hole in his straight black uniform.

That is the position of the heart, and the smoke is still rising. His heart was pierced, and his legs were twitching violently and kicking on the ground. More and more blood flowed from the wound and soaked his clothes.

The same scene happened in every corner of the city lord's mansion. The bullet that escaped from the barrel of the gun was pushed backwards by Ellie's hand. The blunt tail of the bullet smashed into the trigger and barrel, and then penetrated the person who pulled the trigger. chest. The four-hole multi-shot musket that the city lord's palace spent a lot of money to prepare turned into scrap metal in 0.01 seconds, and the elite soldiers slept in the place where they were responsible for guarding.

Ellie flashed in front of Campbell, and the bell tied to her ankle began to shake violently. The inertia associated with the high-speed movement caused the copper beads in the bell to leave a hole on the surface of the bell, and shot out like a bullet and became embedded in the city wall. The city wall made a crisp sound, and dense cracks spread outward.

After killing three hundred well-trained soldiers with his bare hands, Ellie's body was not stained with even a drop of blood, and her light blue dress remained spotless.

"Ah, my little bell." Ellie squatted down, placed her chin on her knees, and held up the yellow bell with only its shell left in her hands, moisture brewing in her eyes. The tail tied with a bow hangs down, so cute that you want to squeeze it. It is completely unimaginable that she is actually a cold-blooded killer.

Palmyron, who was lying on the railing on the seventh floor, changed his expression drastically and flew into the air without any hesitation. He clenched his teeth and condensed a ball of energy in the palm of his hand, and threw it hard towards the office building at his feet. The men in black suits who were left in the office building were blown to ashes by him. The glass shattered in an instant, and the thirty-meter-high office building collapsed. The white powder hidden in the office building was overwhelming, completely blocking the sky and sight. Palmyron took advantage of the chaos and fled at full speed.

These white powders are drugs and are expensive. Many people are willing to go bankrupt just to take a sip of this drug, and Palmyron is making a lot of money from it.

Palmyron fled in a certain direction in embarrassment, veins bulging in his neck. The old man, who looked old and frail, burst out with unparalleled speed at this moment, and the strong wind broke the trees wherever he passed.

Selling drugs and raising thieves to support themselves, if this kind of thing spreads, it can ruin anyone's reputation. But Palmieron is not worried about this. He is very confident in the reputation that he has worked hard for many years. The world will believe that someone is persecuting him and that he ended up like this because he refused to join in with those corrupt officials. Those who oppose him will be questioned and condemned by public opinion.

The so-called fame and fortune, fame is profit. Some people spend their lives for money and status, while others spend their lives for fame and reputation. Reputation is invisible and intangible, but sometimes it is more effective than a sword.

"Who are those two guys?" Palmyron murmured in a low voice and frowned. As an official, he had always been well-rounded and seldom offended anyone. The city lord's mansion was in a dilapidated state and the walls were covered with creepers, making revenge and robbery impossible.

Those two guys are highly skilled in martial arts, and strong men will be respected and held high status wherever they go. What is the motive for taking risks and attacking the city lord's palace instead of enjoying life? This is against the law.

"What the motive is, it can't be to fight piracy and seek justice. That's too childish."

"Keep guessing, I've almost guessed it." A joking voice sounded in his ears, and Campbell folded his hands on his chest and looked at him with a smile.

"Little bastard, I'll fight you." Palmyron was taken aback, roared and condensed a ball of energy and threw it at Kambol's face. He looked desperate, but his body retreated backwards.

Campbell crossed his arms in front of him, the energy exploded, and a light blue mushroom cloud lit up in the sky. Campbell's vision was blocked, and smoke rose from the black armor on his body.

After a moment's delay, Palmyron had already flown ten thousand meters away. The energy in his body was released without reservation, leaving Campbell far behind. He turned his head and glanced at his feet, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "Huh, idiot."

"I'm just having fun attacking the city lord's palace. If I don't fight for a day, I feel extremely depressed." Campbell's voice sounded again, he picked his ears and said softly: "Your attack is not very powerful, but the sound is quite loud. "

"Ah" Palmyron stopped in mid-air, looking at Kambor as if he were looking at a demon.

"Come with me. Cooperate well with me and I won't kill you." Cambor patted Palmyron on the shoulder, with a slight smile on his face: "The combat value is 427, which is not bad, but he is not my opponent."

The corners of Palmyron's eyes trembled, and he struggled for a moment and chose to give up resistance. The brief confrontation made him clearly aware of the gap in strength between the two sides.

Campbell turned his back to Palmyron, without any precaution the door opened wide: "Don't try to sneak up on me from behind, it's useless."

Palmyron narrowed his eyes slightly and followed Campbell silently, like Campbell's secretary or attendant.

"Where did you hide the white powder?" Cambor took the lead and flew to the direction of the city lord's palace.

"They are all in the office building. The office building has been blown up by me." Palmieron answered truthfully.

"Do you know how serious the crime you have committed is?" Kambor said softly: "If you want to punish the nine tribes, your wife, children, and friends will be taken to the execution ground and hanged on the gallows. Your body will lie there. If you are trampled on by people outside the gate of the city lord's palace, thousands of years from now, someone will still remember you as a traitor."

Palmyron's face turned slightly pale. No one is really not afraid of death.

"Don't be afraid, just listen to me and I will protect your family." Campbell comforted.

"Please save me," Pamilon begged. His white hair was stooped and he looked very pitiful. But he soon became ferocious, because his palms were already pressed against Cambor's vest, successfully condensing a ball of energy compressed to the extreme.

"How dare you seek death by playing tricks," Campbell said coldly.

"You are the one who is going to die" Palmyron shouted angrily, and the energy in his palm exploded.

The explosion point was too close to Kambor. Kambor's armor instantly shattered and his vest was scorched black. Campbell turned around slowly and shook his head helplessly: "Stupid guy, do you still want to resist in vain?"

His voice became trembling, and red blood dripped from the corners of Campbell's mouth. He was clearly injured, but he was smiling and seemed excited.

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