"Excuse me, can you delay the three of you for a while. I have some questions. Mako Hirako fell to the ground, pressed the hat on her head, and stared at the three people in front of her. The one over there is a broken face, and there are three people who are not from this realm. ”

"If you want to fight, come on." The man who had been squatting on the cement pillar and playing with the Rubik's Cube stood up, floated forward, floated in the air, looked up slightly at the position of Ichigo Kurosaki in the distance, then turned his head to look at a bridge in the distance, and turned to look at Mako Hirako "Don't be too much BB." ”

"Ahh Mako Hirako circled the back of her head, and said for tens of seconds with two ah-words, "Okay, you should know me." ”

"Hirako Mako, it seems that you have learned something about us, and it's getting harder and harder." The man's right hand was stretched out, and the Rubik's Cube rotated in the position above the palm of his hand. ”

The Rubik's Cube splits into countless small blocks and combines them into two guns, but much like a toy made of Lego bricks, it is actually made up of small blocks that resemble bricks. The hands were completely relaxed, placed on the sides, and the two toy gun-like weapons were held in their hands very casually, as if they would be discarded at any time.

On the other side, the woman who had transformed into a broken face instantly came to Doberman, blocking between the mask and Doberman, but there were hundreds of silver filaments in the inconspicuous places on her body, piercing into her body. Doberman's fingertips also have a lot of silver filaments entangled.

"Very strong, don't keep your hands." Liuche Fist West pulled out the slashing knife and dissolved it, and two short blades that were just embedded in the fist were formed.

At the time of the six-car fist Xi Swastika, the explosion of the sunglasses wearing Aikawa Rabu dragged the knife and rushed towards the woman in front of Doberman, jumped up, and swung the knife upward. Doberman's index finger moved slightly, and the woman in front of Aikawa Rabu bent back, just to dodge the slash, and then took a step forward, and the right hand below the elbow instantly turned into a bear's paw, a real black tiger digging out the heart.

When Aikawa Luowu missed, the knife was raised above his head to the highest point, and directly turned into a mace, leaning over his body, dodging the opponent's claw attack, and at the same time swinging the mace and slashing down.

At this time, Hirako Mako, who was not far away, took out his own chopping knife, and spun it with a casual throw, and then a large ring appeared at the end of the handle of the entire chopping knife deformation, which happened to be set on the hand, and the knife body continued to rotate, and a burst of floral fragrance came out, "Can you talk about it?" Little brother, I don't know what to call it. ”

"The Tenth Demon King, ah, by the way, it has nothing to do with Oda." The two spells in the Tenth Demon King's hands began to revolve around his entire person, doubling the amount of mana every once in a while.

Just as the two were talking, several threads pierced out of the ground, appeared behind the Tenth Demon King, and quickly formed several giants to surround him in the middle, and then stepped on his raised feet to perform a tap dance, and there were countless thin threads in the range of this performance, and the sound of the collision was just right as the soundtrack.

Standing in the center of the Kamen Legion, the sword at his waist was long gone, just like a conductor, looking up at the sky, his hands dancing, his face intoxicated, silent in his own music.

On the other side, Aikawa Luowu kept waving the mace in his hand, lifting, falling, lifting again, falling. and the other party's bear paw constantly collided, stirring up countless sparks. The broken face kept retreating, and the traces of his footsteps on the ground became deeper and deeper.

Doberman stood behind, moving his fingers from time to time, his eyes constantly scanning around. Then the six cars that had been staying in the corner disappeared. The right leg is straight, the left leg is bent down, and the person squats diagonally to the lower left, and a wind blade flies overhead. Six rooks of boxing appeared to the left of Doberman.

Doberman's left foot was straight, his right foot was kicked on the ground, and the person moved quickly to the left rear, directly penetrating the body of Liuche Kenxi, as if the two of them were in different dimensions. The right hand waved back, the silver light of the fingertips flashing, and hundreds of threads fluctuated with Doberman's fingers, like five long blades cutting through the open space on Doberman's right.

Somewhere to the right of Doberman, there was nothing, but all the silk threads were bypassed, and there the silk threads collided with something, and there was a stalemate. Just when the silk thread in the distance circled around the place, Doberman's left and right feet suddenly stepped into the air, and the whole person fell diagonally, although he recovered instantly, but the six carts of boxing that suddenly appeared in the empty place had broken away from the encirclement of the silver silk thread.

At the same time, Broken Face had been retreating, and suddenly took a step forward, and his hand did not slap the attacking mace, but inexplicably swung it back.

Doberman stood firm, glanced at Mako Hirako, saw the smirk on her face, and didn't say anything.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Hirako Mako raised his left hand, pressed his hat, and pulled the front edge down a little, "Reverse stroke, the ability must have been known to you, but I can cancel it at any time now, and I can turn it on." ”

"There's a lot of nonsense, don't you explain that it's uncomfortable, I don't know if those who talk a lot have been counterattacked?" In the middle surrounded by the golden thread giants, the voice of the Tenth Demon King came out.

Fengqiao Lou Shiro turned his head to look at the position of the Tenth Demon King, his expression was slightly surprised, but it was only a flash. With their hands clasped together, a sign of restraint, several golden giants not far away stopped, but in the middle, the sound of collision was still there. Several golden lines whipped like whips at a ball in the middle, a ball formed by dozens of small squares that rotated continuously.

Every time the golden line falls, there must be a small square that blocks it, collides, and bounces off. After the golden giant stopped, he listened carefully, and the music formed by the collision had changed, and it was completely different from the beginning.

Tokyo, an office building, the top floor is still lit, presumably overtime. On the top floor, there are countless cubicles, each of which has a programmer ape constantly tapping on the keyboard, occasionally grabbing a banana with its paws and eating with a thin skin.

In the president's office, the slave side appeared in front of a guy wearing a monkey mask, unusually short, like a dwarf, squatting in an office chair, watching some kind of unspeakable video.

"I'm looking at the animal world again, so which female monkey do you like?" The slave knew what he was looking at when he heard the sound on the stereo.

"Hey, are you idle?" From time to time, he clasped his buttocks with his hands, then buttoned his nostrils, and then directly picked up an apple and brought it to the mask's mouth, and then the mask opened his mouth and began to eat the apple.

"Here, let's talk about it quickly." The slave side placed a bank card on the table.

Pulling open the drawer, the black shadow flashed, the bank card was gone, the drawer had been closed, the left hand was raised, and a dry monkey paw held in the hand pointed to the cabinet on the side, "The information is over there, don't come to me next." ”

A folder on the cabinet popped up and was caught by a hand in the air, and Nu Liang glanced at the folder in his hand, "Farewell." ”

With one step, the figure gradually dissipated.