I Have No Interest In Devil Fruit

Several gang members hurried towards the chaotic crowd, completely ignoring the oncoming pitch-black armor.

Lynch, who was hidden in the crowd, moved his fingers slightly, and suddenly a few arms grew out from the feet of several gangsters, grabbing their ankles.

boom! boom! boom! boom! ... Peng!

Several men in black fell down in an instant, screaming in pain one after another.

One of the pistols went off, hit his forehead when he fell, and shot himself in the head.

With a bang, blood splashed the skirt of a passing lady, causing her to scream and faint.

"Damn it!" The other men in black were startled and angry, and they were about to get up when they felt something kicking them hard in the face!

The eyes of the "B.I.B" mask were glowing with white light, and they looked cold and heartless. They unceremoniously kicked everyone in the gangster's face, and all their faces bloomed.

"who is it!"

"Ghost, it's a ghost!"

The gang members' faces were covered in blood. While screaming in pain, they were either angry or terrified, but they couldn't struggle—indescribable hands grew out of their joints, intertwining and temporarily binding them.

And the invisible evil spirit floating in the air took advantage of this time to beat them mercilessly, screaming continuously for a while.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

The gangsters fired into the air in panic.

But obviously the evil spirit that attacked them was in this direction, but the bullet didn't hit anything...

Oh, no, hit the residents.

"Wow!!" A burly resident's rough palm was pierced by a stray bullet, making a bloody hole, and he let out a miserable scream.

Among the chaotic crowd, someone came out from the upstream. It was a reporter from the entertainment section who was interviewing with the dance troupe.

Now the dance troupe is halfway through, but there is a gun battle in the street...

Lucky! No shortage of news! The reporter quickly picked up the camera on his neck, and frantically clicked the shutter at the scene of the gun battle on the street.

"Shock! The West Sea gang is in chaos to this extent》

"A Brief Discussion on Whether We Should Oppose Bad Customs..."

"Famous rising stage star Victoria Xindoli was shot in the street, could it be? ! "

The reporter pressed his fingers repeatedly, the flashlight flashed wildly, and a series of negative drafts were quickly typed in his mind.

But what the hell are these gangsters doing? The reporter took a few photos of the turbulent and evacuated crowd, and then pulled the camera back to the gang members whose faces were covered in blood and were in a panic. I saw that these guys who are usually strangers all looked panicked, as if they had experienced something. Unbelievable things, frantically operating against the air, not knowing what he was doing, he seemed very nervous.

A question mark slowly appeared on the reporter's head.

He took a few photos of bloody gangsters standing back to back, looking nervous in the empty air, and silently typed out another manuscript: "Exploring the Alienation of Ordinary People's Psychology in the Gray Life of Gangsters"...

Obviously there is nothing, why are these gangsters acting in mime here?

"Damn it! You can't touch it at all!" The gangster boy who played the mime was a little bit broken.

Although the boss said that the person to be captured may have a ghostly devil fruit ability, but who would have known such a rascal? You can't see it, you can't touch it, you can only get beaten? !

The leader with blood on his face glanced at the open-air stage, and the two little devils he had been staring at just now had gone to nowhere.

And it's too chaotic here, even ordinary residents were accidentally injured by stray bullets just now... What a headache! The organization was already overwhelmed by the "bullet" people. It was the time when they didn't dare to offend the royal family and the officials. Now the newcomers with brains shot directly in the street, which really messed up the situation! As long as the injured residents seek an explanation from the kingdom department, I am afraid that the people of the king's guard will trouble them with "gunpowder"...

Oh shit! The leader gritted his blood-smeared teeth and roared, "Retreat first!!"

He looked back and saw that the younger brothers had already limped away dragging the dead body that had exploded.

"Wait for me! You bastards!!"

The leader also slipped away, leaving bloodstains all over the place.

The bloodstains are connected in a line...

On these left bloodstains, an invisible ghost stalks.

………………

The sisters of the dance troupe helped Xin Duoli, whose ankle was swollen and swollen, onto the carriage, and rushed to Dr. Hobak's mansion and clinic.

The carriage is exquisitely decorated, and the interior is full of aromas, very much in the style of Huoba Kesaobao.

He let out a strange sharp laugh of "hiss" and "hiss", and said to Xin Duoli: "This kind of injury, as long as you come to treat it today, it will be cured soon!"

"Thank you." Xin Duoli was sweating from the pain, and forced out a weak smile.

Joanna, a member of the dance troupe, worried: "Will there be any sequelae?"

Talented dancer Xin Duoli is only seventeen years old! Her stage life has just begun! She hasn't stood on the stage that everyone is looking forward to!

"With Dr. Hobak's medical skills, there will definitely be no sequelae." Lynch comforted.

This is Moria's special zombie army transformation doctor in the future, so don't be too good at human surgery. This guy can even transform Xinduoli's weak corpse into a strength that can be used in battle...

"Hiss! That's right!"

Hobak was touted in front of the beauty he liked, and he was as comfortable as taking a refreshing bath in his private swimming pool after a 20-kilometer long run...

"But who are you, boy?!" He suddenly came back to his senses, looked at the black-haired boy and a girl with a bulbous nose and a small cut who were sitting in the carriage together (mainly wearing a dress, otherwise I really couldn't tell the difference between male and female), and screamed Said: "Who allowed you to sit in my carriage?!"

Joanna, a member of the dance troupe, was surprised: "Aren't they your companions, Dr. Hobak? These two children remind us that you are a doctor!"

"Ah..." Hobak seems to have remembered that there is such a thing.

"Ah, what a poor puppy..." Xin Duoli looked at the stray puppy in Lynch's arms, one leg was completely red with blood, and she begged, "Doctor Hobuck, can you help it?"

Hobak yelled, "Are you kidding me? I'm not a veterinarian!"

And these two brats look poor to death! How could he afford his treatment.

Lynch said, "You are a genius."

Xin Duoli said pitifully: "Please...the little dog is so pitiful..."

"Hey! Hey! No problem, wrap it on me!"

Huoba Ke laughed sharply, slandering in his stomach: Send the two brats away after treating Xin Duoli! Poor and dirty, he dared to spill dog blood on my carriage, isn't that a contempt for this genius!

………………

On the other side, Black Powder Security Company.

Several gangsters who smelled of blood dragged a dead body, crawled and hurried back.

The boss of this branch just opened a cigar, turned on the lighter, and roasted it leisurely. He was immediately shocked when he saw this.

Have all the "bullet" people hit them here? !

Snapped! The leader with his face covered in blood took pictures of the arrest warrant and sketches on the table, leaving behind a blurred bloody handprint, and cried out in pain, "Boss, that brat..."

A few people told me what they said one by one.

"Stupid! You actually shot in the street..." The boss was startled and angry, pointing at the sketch of the boy covered in bloody handprints, "Are you sure it's the two of them?!"

"Boys must be! Girls..." The leader with blood on his face suddenly pointed at the opposite boss in horror.

The boss himself was shocked, as if the cigar in his mouth had been taken away by someone, it just floated in the air.