The pitch-black chains struck Daz, who had no time to dodge, and restrained his bladed hands and feet.

"What?!"

Daz was startled.

As a person with the ability to quickly chop fruits, what he fears most is the hands and feet that are bound to support his movements—normally, no one dares to touch the sharp blade head-on!

And...... Why would I involuntarily let my guard down when fighting this woman who suddenly appeared?

Daz looked up at the short-haired beauty who had slashed at him with a knife, and his brow furrowed.

Under normal circumstances, he should be able to avoid a chain of black mist at that speed.

However, in any case, this confrontation was only a few seconds, and it was indeed him who fell into the upper hand!

"Unexpectedly, I dare to do such an excessive thing to my idol to my third brother."

Ayasha held the long knife in her hand tightly, her shoulders trembled slightly from excessive anger, and her eyes were cold to the extreme, "Unforgivable, absolutely unforgivable!" ”

"I'm going to kill you!!"

She sprinted quickly with her long black mist knife in high air, slashing down at the bound Daz!

Zila!

Where the black blade slashed, bright red blood splattered out.

The powerful slash sent Daz flying, and he barely stopped sliding on the ground with his legs on the ground for a distance of more than ten meters.

"Fruit Ability......

Having stood firm, Daz lowered his head slightly, his eyes moved, and he saw that on his chest, which was already as hard as steel, a hateful knife mark continued to spill blood outward.

The knife caused him a lot of trauma.

If at that moment, he didn't cover the armed color domineering resistance in time, he would probably be lying on the ground by now!

However, compared to this injury, what shocked Daz more was the words of the female swordsman.

Such a sexy and beautiful beauty actually called Mr3 a ...... Idol? Are you willing to fight me in that desperate way for him? ’

Looking up at Mr3, who had changed his facial contours and peculiar hairstyle, Daz's eyes were full of disbelief and envy.

He felt that his worldview was crumbling.

is also confused, and Mr3 is also confused.

Although I know that Ayasha, who is a special correspondent of Bucky Express, must be very fierce, it is really difficult to connect the ruthless person in front of me, who would rather be injured than fight Daz, with the submissive classmate Ai in the conference room!

Also, what the hell is an idol?!!

Mr3 is trying to search for the memories of the original owner, and there is no memory of Ayasha at all!

Rumble!!!

Before Mr3 and Daz could figure out the situation from their doubts, there was a sudden loud sound of buildings collapsing and destroying one after another in the distance.

When I looked up, I saw that the whole land was eroded by the yellow sand, and the houses and shops that stood on the streets were like building blocks, sinking little by little on the land that had turned into a desert, and annihilated into fine dust!

In the desert, the two figures and their extremely fast speed collided with each other, stirring up the black lightning that exploded, causing the space to shook, and the yellow sand flew wildly.

"That's the president's erosion reincarnation......"

Daz stood in place, stunned and stared at Klokdal, who was constantly suppressed by the pirate queen Han Cook in the desert land.

His brow was furrowed, and his eyes were full of worry.

The president's physical skills are already weaker than Hancock's, and he has been consumed a lot of physical strength by Mr3 before, if even the full liberation of the fruit ability can't turn the situation around, then the result can be imagined!

Gotta get Mr3 down now!

Knowing that time was running out, Daz slowly raised his head and stared at the woman in black who was blocking Mr3 behind him, her muscles twisted and expanded, and a pitch-black blade covered with armed domineering appeared in the body.

Airplanes.

The sharp and sharp eyes seemed to turn into a substantive slash at this moment, constantly blooming in all directions.

Mr3's eyes shrank and he subconsciously looked away.

Just by looking at Daz, I could feel a tingling in my eyes, as if I had really been slashed by a knife!

"Ayasha, be careful." He reminded Ayasha, who was standing in front of him.

Hearing this, Ayasha's body, which was holding a pitch-black long knife, was shocked, and when she turned back, the sassy painting style with awe-inspiring killing intent suddenly changed, filled with an incomparably bright smile.

"Hmmm! After understanding the 3rd brother, I will definitely listen to you and cut off his head and chop it into pieces! ”

MR3: There are so many "......" slots that I really don't know where to spit out.

Looking at Ayasha's rather unorthodox state, he really wanted to find out what was going on right away.

It can't be the plot of a cold-blooded and ruthless female killer who resolutely goes to sea to pursue her idol after seeing Mr3 in the newspaper and admires him, right?!

It's a pity that Daz on the other side didn't plan to give Mr3 a good time to ask, and after the ultimate charge was completed, he bowed up slightly with blades all over his body, like a crouching beast about to attack.

"A thousand knives flow, everything is slashed!"

Daz's breath exploded, just as he was about to attack.

Suddenly, an embarrassed figure flew upside down from the desert land, and smashed on the ground near Daz with a "boom".

The billowing smoke and dust kicked off by the impact dispersed with the wind, revealing Klockdahl, who was lying flat in the pit in the shape of a "big", covered in wounds.

After all, he was defeated by Hancock's long legs.

"President!"

Daz immediately lost the will to continue fighting, and after relieving the tension of his body, he quickly rushed to the position where Klockdal was.

However, such a serious mistake in the same class is undoubtedly extremely fatal.

Sou!

The black shadow flashed in an instant, and in Daz's huge pupils, it was Ayasha who bowed her body and swung her knife!

The jet-black beautiful eyes released endless killing intent.

She really wants to cut off the enemy's head!

"Wait a minute, Ayasha!" Mr3, who was very unhappy, quickly spoke quickly and quickly stopped it.

Zila!

Although Ayasha retracted the knife at the first time, it was not completely retracted due to excessive inertia.

Suddenly, blood splattered, and Daz's abdomen and chest were cut with a bloody streak.

Daz was hit hard, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he fell to one knee.

Call......

Mr3 couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw this, and secretly said in his heart that Ayasha, this Nizi, is worthy of living in a bloody and cruel mercenary organization, and she will kill if she says it, which is really violent.

At the same time, Hancock, whose clothes were slightly dirty, walked slowly from the rapidly crumbling yellow sand.

Seeing Mr3 unscathed and Daz Bonis kneeling on one knee, a clear look of surprise flashed in her eyes.

"Huh? Mr3, why aren't you dead yet? ”

"Thanks to you."

Mr3 replied with a "grateful" face.

After glancing at Klockdahl lying in the pit with his eyes closed, Mr3 winked at Hancock and Ayasha, signaling that they had achieved their goal and could leave.

As a loyal fan, Ayasha naturally didn't need to say much, and after a few hesitations, Hancock finally gave up his plan to beat Mr3 with his own hands, and silently followed the two and left.

In the crater, the defeated Klockdahl did not notice their departure, and lay on the ground covering his face, letting out a few arrogant and decisive sneers.

"Hehe, Boya Hancook, if Lao Tzu is at his peak, how can he be so bullied?"

"And Mr3, since you want my head so much, just take it, if I blink my eyes, I won't be called Klockdahl!"

"Win or lose, I admit it, you can do it!"

Sou~

A light breeze blew, bringing a little embarrassment.

After a few seconds of silence, Daz, who was seriously injured, spat blood from his mouth and said with difficulty: "President, they are all gone......"

Klockdahl: "??? ”