Gracie's Wonderful Studio

She walked over and found that there was not a single intact part of the opponent's body, just like a sandbag that had been hit thousands of times, especially a large piece of skull on the forehead collapsed directly.

The whole head was half sunk in the chest cavity.

There is an obvious fist mark on the top of the head, which was punched in by someone with a fist.

How strong is that person's fist to be able to do this?

boom!

Suddenly, a mechanical arm fell in front of Gracie.

"What did you order this for? You're not Brother Elric."

Pulid's voice came over, and then he responded as if talking to himself. .

"It doesn't matter if you don't say it. In short, this store is your burial place... Father's plan does not require such variables to exist."

"Father?"

Gracie was keenly aware that what Pulid said was obviously not to Bradley.

But she didn't wait for her to think about it.

A horrifying shudder erupted instantly.

From the shadow behind her, a dozen pitch-black arms suddenly stretched out and smashed towards her!

In an instant, Gracie understood how the boss died.

"This invisible thing is really annoying."

The smoke dissipated.

Pulid frowned when he saw that his surprise attack was blocked by Gracie's wings.

tiny.

But not cute, even scary.

In Gracie's sight, Pulid was disintegrating into countless fragments, falling into the shadows cast by every light.

The next moment, these shadows seemed to come alive.

From a two-dimensional shadow, it became a three-dimensional unknown dark creation.

Nearly a thousand pitch-black tentacles twisted, extended, and grew.

Then with strange and unpredictable power, they rushed towards her uniformly.

boom!

The siren of Chuo City resounded in the sky.

Thick smoke and flames covered the entire street.

Pulid looked at the ruins in front of him.

There was no figure or wreckage of the girl.

"Did you escape..."

Pulid murmured.

"Forget it, let Bradley set Gracie as a wanted criminal..."

……

studio.

Gracie suddenly appeared in mid-air, and fell down in a panic.

Jie Qiqi was taken aback.

"Master! Are you okay!" Qi Qi quickly started the body scan.

After finding out that Gracie was indeed not injured, she was relieved.

"I'm fine...but it has something to do..."

Gracie held the invisible wings in her hand.

It was originally a pair of wings, but now there are only half of them left.

What happened to the other half is naturally self-evident.

Those black tentacles of Plid's that blended into the shadows were terrifying.

I don't know what it was, but even the wings of self-defense that Wei Wei made for her were torn apart.

This is just great.

"I originally said to bring a mechanical arm to Sister Weiwei as a surprise, but now not only is the surprise gone, even the wings have to be repaired by the other party..."

It's actually maintenance.

She hoped that Wei Wei could see something through the damage on the wings.

"You look very angry." Qi Qi said suddenly.

"Is it that obvious?"

Gracie froze for a moment.

"It's okay. In the words of the Internet, you can't hide the eyes that want to kill someone."

Qiqi didn't know what happened to Gracie.

"Is it because the wings are broken?

"That's not it."

Gracie shook her head.

The wings that Wei Wei gave her for self-defense are just dead things after all, if they are broken, they can be repaired with replacement parts.

Even if she lost her wings and could save a very ordinary child, Gracie would not hesitate.

Dead things and life are incomparable,

It is precisely because of this.

When the owner of that shop was implicated and died by her for no reason.

She was already angry.

The other party didn't even take this matter to heart.

To Pulid, it was as insignificant as crushing a bug casually.

Or rather, in Pulid's heart.

Self and man are two completely different species.

To use the words in the Bible to describe—man is a lamb and I am God.

That kind of overwhelming arrogance almost filled every corner of the opponent.

If it wasn't for the lack of confidence to handle those black tentacles.

Gracie must let the young lady know that his inexplicable arrogance is worthless.

"Bradley should know his son's weakness."

Gracie came back, so she didn't plan to go back in a hurry.

Although she can not talk about Wude.

That is to say, take Qianjie together.

But it would be a bit irresponsible to drag Qianjie past without knowing the opponent's ability.

I can only hope that the President can find an opportunity to sneak over soon.

Gracie shook her head and temporarily put these matters aside.

"Did anything happen when I left?"

"There are...but not many."

Qi Qi shook her head.

"Diwang and Goto Ichiri both came to look for you, and I have sent the video to your phone."

Basically, the emperor is an ordinary thank you, the special medicine that Gracie gave is really useful and so on.

Yili complained that the school had a school celebration in a while, and hoped that the members of the band band would be able to make a speech at that time.

That's right, not a performance, but a speech.

Yili was named as an outstanding student representative to speak, and now he is not well.

PY: I just cleared the level of Demon Slayer: Blade, and in a blink of an eye, I traveled to the world of horse racing girls.

Look at me using the breathing method to defeat them with a mortal body in this world where Ma Niang's physical fitness is more than three times that of human beings.

What?You said breathing method is for fighting, not for running?

Zhao Ye said that the breathing method is such an inconvenient thing, so I gave them a little breathing method to shock them.

I'll fight the race girls on the grass, I'll fight the race girls on the mud, I'll fight the race girls on the couch until I knock them all down!

Chapter 93 Grandma Mebius is also what you can call? !

"I didn't expect that even Pochi-chan... has become a student representative..."

Gracie read the message for one mile

Reminds me of the way Pochi-chan came here for the first time.

Like a timid little rabbit.

Rujing is already a big star.

It is normal to be picked out by the school for publicity.