Salted Fish of Marvel World Chapter 85: : Demon and angel appear together (1)

　　 This time, he concealed the New York General Administration and only used the police force of the division to arrange it.

　　 He is worried that he will be noticed, but in fact he has already been noticed by someone who is interested.

　　 "George, how brave you are, give me immediately-!"

　　 "Hey...Hey...Hey, who are you...I have a bad signal here, let's hang up!" George, who had a glance at it, also made a rare spoof.

　　Just as George rushed over, there was a fierce guy in the building.

　　 headed scarred red-haired man is not a good person at first glance.

　　 "I am a Kingpin person!" George narrowed his eyes.

　　 "No, I know the red hair, sheriff. He is a leader of the original Russian black crotch, named Richard Pochesky, nicknamed "Red Monkey"!"

　　 "Damn! The guy in Kingpin really recruited three branches of the club, Ji Dao and the Russian black crotch to help him build a thorough criminal empire!" George looked cold and greeted, "Everyone be careful , Ready to attack..."

　　 Before he finished speaking, a voter who ran across from him picked up the gun and burst out towards them.

　　 The opponents are all machine-guns.

　　 Most of the policemen here are pistols, and then there are some Xia bullet guns.

　　 "Hide!"

　　 Police officers are at a disadvantage, but fortunately they have a police car that can be used as a bunker.

The red-haired monkey opposite 　　 seems to be insane. The machine gun is suddenly killing, and suddenly rushing, but he doesn’t want to fight. With a deep sense of fear on his face, they didn't know what they saw, at this moment they just wanted to escape!

　　 "Damn, how can there be a note?"

　　 "Ahhhhhhhh--all die to me!"

　　 "Brothers, rush out with me!"

　　 The firepower on the opposite side was too strong, and George's side was suppressed and could not lift his head.

　　 吰吰吰吰——

　　 At this moment, a violent roar of a locomotive sounded from far and near.

　　 In the eyes, it is a motorcycle burning with black fire.

After seeing the figure on the motorcycle clearly, a police officer was dumbfounded on the spot: "Wo Cao, is the black fire death!"

　　 "What the **** of death?"

　　 "It was the last time I ran into the internet... that... that... the wind and the fire, the black fire death... the sickle hook... the video of the soul of the hook! You said it was fake... and still scolded us to come "The police officer shuddered to explain, while hiding behind the car, lowering his head and hiding."

　　 I don’t know if I was scared by the crazy firepower of the Russian black crotch on the opposite side, or by the “Black Fire Death”.

　　 "Oh, I remember, that's what happened."

　　George shot the head of the black head crotch and hid in a police car bunker.

　　 Last time he did treat the video as a special effect, even if it was a guy with special abilities, but...how could the thing of the soul be photographed. However, after seeing Kino the night before, he was no longer so materialistic.

　　 "What's his name?" George asked as he changed the magazine.

　　 "Name him "Black Fire Grim Reaper" online!"

　　 "Do you think he is an enemy or a friend?" After changing the magazine, George shot his head quickly again.

　　He doesn’t care about ‘God’, but the black crotch on the opposite side... He’s in control!

　　 "I think... he's here to hook the soul." The police officer shuddered.

　　So many people have died, there will definitely be more than N souls floating out. As the "Black Fire Death", is there any reason why you can't accept the soul?

　　 "So... do you want to be hooked, or do you want the enemy to be hooked?" George asked.

　　 "Of course the enemy!"

　　 "Guess what soul he hooks every time...Is there a quantity, will it be full?"

After the officer froze for a while, he quickly fired a gun.

　　 Yeah!

　　If there are a lot of souls every time, then...the souls of the dead black crotch are enough for death? If you don’t have enough to eat, don’t you just have to make up for them?

　　Ma egg, die poor and do not die friends!

　　 Enemy burp is better than dying!

　　 The person who came was naturally the ‘headless rider’ Carina Dubola. The motorcycle thundered and slammed into the black crotch camp.

　　 And at this time, Carina·Dubo was also found over the black head.

　　 "Damn, pretend to be a ghost!"

　　 "Give me death -"

　　 Suddenly!

　　 The red-haired monkey went mad, and he suddenly raised his submachine gun.

　　 "!"

　　 The motorcycle crossed a perfect arc and slammed into the black crotch camp. Carina·Dubo waved a sickle in his right hand, chopping and harvesting quickly, chopping melons and vegetables.

　　 Wherever the sickle cuts, no one can stand.

　　 is all on the street.

　　 Now there was no pressure on George's side, his eyes widened one by one, looking at the scene in front of him... crushing the pictures of their three views, five senses, and world view.

　　 The huge black sickle was cut through, the souls were cut out without suspense, and then a wailing wailing... A little bit sucked into the sickle, disappeared without a trace.

　　Cracking!

　　 "Asshole, who is taking pictures!" George turned his head and scolded.

　　 For a while, the seventy man in the black head and crotch has been knocked down by Carina·Du Bo chopping melons and vegetables, leaving only the headed red monkey.

　　 "Ahhhhhhh-go to die, go to die, go to die!"

　　 The red monkey is crazy, and the submachine gun suddenly burst out. After the magazine was over, change another magazine and continue to rush towards Carina·Dubo.

　　However--

　　The bullet hit the opponent’s body, but did not cause substantial damage~IndoMTL.com~The headless knight has no soul, and her ‘physical body’ has also been tempered into a magical creation by the ‘black dragon’s fire’. Her body is like a small black hole, which can absorb physical attacks from outside.

　　Because the black flame does not have the burning characteristics, so--

Behind 　　, the black flames on the ground spit out bullets.

　　 "Ahhhhhh—why, why?"

　　 "Why can't you die!"

　　 "Why—"

　　 "Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!"

　　嘭!

　　 The bullet hit the yellow helmet of Carina·Dubo, and the helmet flew out, and then the red monkey was dumbfounded.

A group of policemen across from 　　 were dumbfounded.

　　 Mistgrass has no head.

　　Emotions are not black flames, but headless knights!

　　 There was a flashing light next to him. George turned his head and grabbed the phone, scolding: "When is it all, and you still have a mood video, please put the phone away for me. Otherwise, roll back to me one by one to wash The toilet!"

　　 "Uh..."

　　The police officers who wanted to take pictures immediately put the phone back in their trouser pockets.

　　 "In short! If today’s events are spread, every one of you... give me the toilet!"

　　 "Yes... Sir!"

　　 "One month!"

　　 "Yes, sir!" the police officers shouted.

　　After discovering that the other party had no head, the red monkey slammed the submachine gun, and looked at the headless woman who walked: "You...you...in the end...what is it?"

　　 "The devil from hell!"

　　 said, Carina·Dubo raised his sickle high and cut it heavily.

　　The sickle blade took away the soul of the red monkey...