Fist of Fantasy

Chapter 142 Noisy Tea Party

The electric drill ruthlessly pierced through the back of the goth girl's head, and the exposed drill seemed to be covered with ketchup.

At this moment, Liang De suddenly remembered that he hadn't told the wicked maid why he wanted to kill her.

Calling abuse without teaching seems to be detrimental to male morality.

Liang De saw that the soul of the wicked maid had not dissipated from his body, so he immediately breastfed her back with a mouthful of highly concentrated natural divine power.

The gothic girl who had escaped from death immediately released the vengeful dimple bound in the embroidery on the skirt, and the eight pure black venomous ghost faces howled and rushed towards Liang De. Collar, hands and feet and fled to the rear.

Mr. Liang's dying education speech was held in his throat. He sighed as he watched the black wraith attacking, waved and threw a few hollow balls that were half red and half white, and precisely hit the eight wraith-faced wraiths. Black ghost face.

As soon as those red and white balls touched the wraiths in the air, they immediately split from them, sucking in the eight black vengeful dimples who had completed their last rites.

These soul-catching balls are the miraculous weapon he created based on the principle of the Oldman soul storage bottle in the Dream of Essence. They are specially used to capture the spirit bodies carrying these vengeful dimples, so as not to accidentally knock them out during the battle. .

After all, they are all poor people who can't help themselves.

Poor people may be hateful, but where to find a perfect poor person?

It would be fine if the blood for blood of the Evil Dimple Sect was purely out of mourning for their misfortunes and angering them to help the weak, but their main purpose was to obtain youth and beauty through the ritual of bathing in the blood of the weak, and revenge for destroying the family at every turn was just In order to enhance the power of the Dimple and Wraith.

Those women who were subjected to domestic violence, students who were bullied, small vendors who were extorted, and disabled beggars who were controlled... were all just victims of their youthful beauty and extraordinary strength after completing the ritual.

When Liang De pierced the gothic girl's forehead with an electric drill, he searched her memory with the two-phase communication method, and the information he got made him feel extremely disgusted.

I wanted to scold you a few words first...

Is it called abuse if you don't teach?

I think you can't teach well, so let's abuse it.

Liang De stretched out his inner energy tentacles with natural supernatural power and pulled back the evil maid who "returned from the dead". The blue decoration electric drill output work steadily, and the flesh and blood flew away, like a hawthorn being thrown into a wall breaking machine.

The delicate white skin of the evil dimple maid disintegrated and fell off under the high-speed rotating drill bit, revealing an ugly old face full of scars.

There was a loud explosion in the air, and the cannonball formula released by more than a dozen wicked maids had finished singing, and a thick black and red cannonball shot across the air and shot at Liang De.

Liang De tilted his head to avoid the black and red bombardment beam from the front, and then threw the gothic girl in his hand with all his strength, and stuffed a set of special seafaring school under her skirt when he let go. Power-enhanced steel grit bomb.

The Gothic girl rolled into a ball after being pierced through her forehead was like a black bowling ball, whistling and flying over a dozen dining tables, and exploded after spinning and knocking down a dozen of her singing companions in the back row.

Dazzling flames and splashing steel grit smashed three or four evil maids who had no time to defend and evade into the shape of dark chocolate wafers, crisp and fluffy.

Liang De straightened his black tie with his left hand, and walked forward slowly with the decorative electric drill in his right. The crimson maids in sunglasses raised their skirts in panic, and hundreds of screaming black ghost faces flew from the embroidery on the skirt. out, forming a ghost face shield wall.

The black-red bombardment beam did not dissipate after being avoided by Liang De, but squirmed and circled in the air like a living creature.

The black-red light beam is like a mutated bloated roundworm, twitching, shrinking and shortening, the skin is wrinkled into deep fleshy folds, and extremely corrosive sticky juice slips from the fleshy folds in large groups.

After the short charge ended, the black-red bloated roundworm jumped at Liang De at a faster speed than before.

Liang De jumped into the air to dodge the pounce of the black and red bloated roundworm, the strength of the extraordinary power is just that, the problem is that it is too disgusting.

Today, I managed to wear a formal suit and tie to play the role of a thug gentleman. If I get soaked in the juice of this fat bug, I will never be a delicate boy again.

I, Nicholas Leung, don't do this.

He vibrated the muscles on his body and manipulated the airflow to float in the air. Thinking about his next strategy, he glanced at his partner Li Zhixian in another theater from the corner of his eye.

I saw that the collar of her white shirt in the uniform of a flight attendant was already stained with blood, and the rain of blood in the air was still dripping.

Li Zhixian grabbed the ankle of a beautiful boy in black suspenders, bumping his hands from one end of the tea party to the other without blinking his eyes. A pair of thick-soled military boots stomped on the obsidian floor A footprint, stone chips splashed.

Those slender and handsome waiters of the evil god were grabbed one by one by Li Zhixian and blasted upward with a volley hammer. The remaining ceiling in the basement seemed to be stained with more than a dozen durian-shaped mosquito blood.

She picked up the weak and beautiful boy wearing black knee socks, and smashed it down on the champagne tower in the center of the tea party, smashing the five-layer crystal goblet that hadn't been poured with champagne to pieces.

The head of the waiter of the evil god smashed the long burning stone table covered with the white tablecloth with a bang, and the personal magic circles used to buffer the defense were instantly destroyed by the ferocious violence. If gossamer.

"I'll let you fucking wear a cottage!"

Li Zhixian rolled up his sleeves and was about to go up to make up the knife, but he heard the half-dead weak and beautiful boy on the ground struggling and saying:

"Evil Dimple's men's clothing... I designed it myself, I don't have a fake..."

Li Zhixian looked at the blood-red figure on the ground through the sunglasses, and kicked him up to the ceiling, making him into the same shape as the church members who had gone to heaven before.

"I'll make you fucking drink such good champagne, where did the little boy get so much money!"

The black-red bloated roundworm passed Liang De again, and it hit the black ghost-faced shield wall in front of the remaining seven or eight maids of evil gods. It absorbed more dark magic power and resentment from it, and then bounced back Liang De in the air.

Liang De had already cut off the roundworm four or five times with the innate qi moon style, but each time a large amount of black air would quickly emerge from the densely covered facial features on the ghost mask wall to repair the bloated roundworm's injuries.

Good guy, it's a disgusting thing that regenerates at super fast speed.

The key is to destroy the ghost-faced shield wall that continuously provides dark magic power, but doing so will definitely make the vengeful dimples that make up the shield wall scattered, so Liang De has not done it for a long time.

Li Zhixian took out the heart-shaped cosmetic mirror case from the hunting jacket pocket, opened it and held it up high.

"Give me strength, Seaman!"

I told you not to yell famous lines when you transform yourself!

Next time you do this again, I will call a police officer!

Li Zhixian raised her head amidst the pure white magic power. She was wearing a magical girl's dress and raised her ax spear horizontally. Nine pure white magic circles lit up on the gun body from the beginning to the end. Front-end convergence.

She pointed straight ahead with the ax and spear magic guide, and the shelling target was the ghost-faced shield wall blocking the evil god's maid.

Li Zhixian, the first-class flight lieutenant of the Evil Disaster Bureau, has never been a soft-hearted woman.

The ghost face incarnation of Vengeance Dimple trembled under the pressure of huge magic power.

It might not have been a necessary sacrifice, but her eyes didn't waver.

Article [-] of the Combat Discipline of the Magical Girl Troop of the Cthulhu and Magical Disaster Administration:

Under no circumstances will any hostage threat be accepted.

The pure white ball of light at the front end of Li Zhixian's ax gun became brighter and brighter, as if something extremely dazzling was about to burst out of the ball of light.

Liang De stood between the bombardment magic that was about to be launched and the vengeful dimple.

With his back to Li Zhixian, he lit a mint cigarette in his lungs.

"Wait a minute, let me try."

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