Pirates: Seraph of the Beasts

Chapter 5 The Tears of Onigiri (Please recommend)
Jhin rushed over in a hurry, the guy who escaped from the laboratory, it is hard to guarantee that he will not do some extreme behavior.

Even if he was himself back then, after Mr. Kaido rescued him, he couldn't help but lose his mind and make a big fuss.

Mr. Jin doesn't want to see that kind of thing happen here!

Yamato couldn't help feeling curious when he saw Uncle Jin's anxious look.

What happened to Uncle Jhin?
Yamato has almost never seen Uncle Jin look so nervous and anxious. Even when he is on an expedition, Uncle Jin is always in control of everything.

Jhin, as the second-in-command of the Beasts Pirates and the right-hand man of Kaido's boss, always looks calm and calm.

When she saw the direction Uncle Jin was running towards, "That's his room!"

"Yamato, wait a moment!" Maria hurriedly grabbed Yamato by the back collar.

"Maria?"

"Let's follow behind Mr. Jin, don't be discovered by him."

"Yes, Maria, you are so smart!" Yamato stretched out his fists and palms together.

However, as the second in command of the Hundred Beasts Pirates, even if he didn't intentionally release his domineering arrogance, with Mr. Jhin's ability, he had already spotted the two girls who were creeping behind him.

However, Mr. Jin didn't pay attention to Yamato and the others.

But at this moment, a figure gradually appeared in the smoke and dust in the air, and the monster in the dust and smoke turned around abruptly, and a bloody light seemed to flash across the eyes.

The spread black wings flapped, and the diffuse dust and smoke were instantly blown away.

It was just a simple movement, but it stirred up a gust of hot wind, and a group of fiery flames burned into the sky.

Mr. Jin glanced at Tian Qi, and the expression under the mask frowned.

This guy, what the hell is going on!

Could it be that you have lost your mind?

No, not quite, but if he didn't lose his mind, what was he doing it for?
No matter, we can't let him make a fuss here.

Although he is still young, Tian Qi's majestic aura is like a huge wave rushing towards Mr. Jin's face. No matter what, if he loses his mind and makes a fuss, the consequences will be absolutely unimaginable.

Mr. Jhin, as the Lunalia tribe, he clearly knows the power of the Lunalia tribe.

"Roar--!"

Tian Qi was on fire all over his body, his hands danced with azure electric light, roared, and rushed towards Mr. Jin like lightning.

Even as a member of the Lunaria clan, Mr. Jhin couldn't sympathize with it.

Without giving Tianqi a chance at all, Mr. Jin's incomparably tall body has been ejected, and he directly slashed with his sword.

Of course, the back of the knife is used.

After all, the other party is the object of Mr. Kaido's focus. If he accidentally kills him because of his mistake, Mr. Kaido will lose a lot of help.

However, even with the back of the knife, Mr. Jin is completely serious.

When the sound.

His body smashed the door panel behind him like a broken kite, and the whole world of Tianqi seemed to slow down, and the world that was originally full of colors was suddenly covered with a layer of gray and white.

Unexpectedly, the power doesn't seem to be as strong as he imagined.

"Aww—!"

The black wings behind him suddenly burst into flames, and the flames that blazed straight up to the sky burned the wooden boards under their feet, and the momentum was like a rainbow.

Tian Qi stabilized his body in mid-air, and two long and narrow cracks were drawn on the wooden board under his feet.

"That's it!"

Jin De's voice was as fast as his sword, and before he could finish speaking, the blade of the sword had already pierced through the air.

As soon as Tian Qi gritted his teeth, a pillar of fire ignited under his feet to envelop him, and the fiery flames roared out.

The huge black wings flapped violently, sweeping towards Mr. Jhin.

"Ok?"

Mr. Jhin's complexion suddenly changed. Even if he is also from the Lunalia tribe, he has never had such a gesture.

His flame power is more about increasing speed.

Although it is also offensive to a certain extent, it is completely incomparable with the flame of the apocalypse.

"ended!"

Tianqi didn't even react when Jhin opened his mouth to say it was over.

However, at this time, Mr. Jin stood behind Tianqi with his arms folded, his mighty and tall black shadow covering Tianqi's world.

When Tian Qi reacted, Mr. Jin had already cut a large number of wounds on his body, and his whole body seemed to be dyed red, and he fell face down on the ground.

"No wonder Mr. Kaido favors you!"

Mr. Jin looked at the fallen Tianqi with admiration, lowered his head, and stroked a burning hole on his chest with his hand.

Although he didn't use armed domineering, but being able to burn him with his own fire power is not something ordinary people can do.

"Hey, girl, come here quickly!" Mr. Jin said suddenly.

"Oh, as expected, I still can't hide it from Uncle Jin, I was discovered!" Yamato scratched his head embarrassingly.

Mr. Jin pointed to Tian Qi who had fallen down and turned his eyes white, and said in a cold voice: "Bandage his wound, and lock him in a cage before I come back!"

"This is not good, Mr. Jin!" Maria behind Yamato echoed.

"Didn't you see the scene just now? This kid's consciousness may not be fully awake yet, I have to find that bastard Quinn." After speaking, Mr. Jin withdrew his long knife, turned and walked towards the laboratory downstairs go.

Yamato ran up worriedly carrying the rice balls wrapped in zong leaves.

"Hey, are you okay?" Yamato knelt down and poked with his pale jade fingers.

Tian Qi rolled his eyes and didn't make a sound!
"Maria, why did he fight Mr. Jin?" Yamato asked.

"I don't know either, let's not talk about it, let's bandage him first." Maria swallowed her throat, and the wound of Tianqi's hand was shocking, and she couldn't bear to look directly at it.

If it was him, he would have died long ago.

With that said, the two little girls dragged Tianqi back to the room.

Yamato recalled the scene of Uncle Quinn bandaging his wound before, bandaging while thinking about it.

After all, she was often beaten up by Kaido, and the number of times Uncle Quinn bandaged her almost equaled the number of bowls of red bean rice cake soup he drank.

A few minutes later, Maria twitched the corners of her mouth, pointing at Tian Qi who was wrapped into a "rice dumpling", "Yamato, are you sure it's okay?"

Yamato put his hands on his hips and said confidently, "Of course, Uncle Quinn often bandages me, I have learned it a long time ago!"

Um, are you sure that Mr. Quinn often wraps you into rice dumplings? !

I'm young, so don't lie to me.

Yamato wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, turned around and took the rice ball wrapped in zong leaves.

"Let's go first and talk about it after he wakes up." Maria held Yamato's wrist.

"Oh, wait!"

However, Maria didn't care about Yamato's protests, she just wanted to get out of here quickly.

For some reason, when she got close to Tian Qi, she instantly felt like falling into a cellar of ice, and her back was directly wet with cold sweat.

However, why Yamato looks like a normal person! ?

And in Maria, a few minutes after Yamato left, Tianqi who was wrapped into "zongzi" suddenly opened his eyes.

Just when he was about to break free, a puff of fragrance suddenly penetrated into the tip of his nose.

Tian Qi looked down at the rice ball beside him, and looked curiously.

After tearing off the bandage, the shocking wound disappeared without a trace, as if it had never existed before.

Staring at the steaming rice ball, Tian Qi stepped forward to smell it.

The tempting aroma instantly made Tianqi move his index finger and his stomach growled.

His intuition told him that this was something to eat.

"Ahh!" Tian Qi lowered his head and took a bite. The soft glutinous rice was wrapped with sour plums that stimulated the taste buds, and the dense meat floss seduced the secretion of saliva.

"Ahh-!"

He ate with a happy expression and his face was full of oil.

Silently, she shed tears!

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