Chapter 10 The Ghost Follows

Several gang members hurriedly ran towards the chaotic crowd, completely ignoring the oncoming black armor.

Lynch, who was hidden in the crowd, moved his fingers slightly, and several arms suddenly grew out from under the feet of several gang members and grabbed their ankles.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! ...Boom!

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

One of the pistols went off accidentally, and when he fell, he hit his forehead and blew his head off.

With a bang, blood splattered on the skirt of a lady passing by, and she was so scared that she screamed and almost fainted.

"Damn it!" The other men in black were shocked and angry. Just as they were about to get up, they felt something kick them hard in the face! The eyes on the visor of "BIB" glowed white, and he looked cold and ruthless. He kicked every gangster in the face without any hesitation, and all of them were bruised.

“Who is it!”

"Ghost, it's a ghost!"

The gang members' faces were covered in blood. They screamed in pain, anger, or fear, but they were unable to struggle - unknown hands grew out from all the joints of their bodies, intertwining to temporarily bind them.

The invisible evil spirit floating in the air took advantage of this opportunity to beat them mercilessly, and screams could be heard everywhere.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The gang members fired into the air in panic.

But the evil spirit that attacked them was clearly in this direction, and the bullets didn't hit anything...

Oh, no, it hit a resident.

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

In the noisy crowd, someone stood against the flow. He was a reporter from the entertainment section who was originally interviewing the dance troupe.

Now the dance troupe was halfway through when a gunfight broke out in the street...

Lucky! There is no shortage of news! The reporter quickly picked up the camera around his neck and frantically pressed the shutter button at the chaotic scene of gun battle on the street.

《Shocked! The West Sea gang has reached such a state of chaos》

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

"Famous rising star Victoria Hindley was shot in the street, is it possible?!"

The reporter's fingers were clicking, the flash lights were flashing, and a series of speeches were quickly made in his mind.

But what are these gangsters doing? The reporter took a few photos of the turbulent and dispersing crowd, and then pulled the camera back to the gangsters with blood on their faces and in a very embarrassed state. These guys who usually stay away from strangers all look panicked, as if they have experienced something incredible. They are frantically operating in the air, and no one knows what they are doing. They look very neurotic.

A question mark slowly emerged in the reporter's head.

He took a few photos of blood-soaked gang members standing back to back, looking nervous in the empty air, and then silently wrote a draft: "Exploring the alienation of ordinary people's psychology in the gray life of gangs"...

There is clearly nothing there, so why are these gangsters just performing a mime? "Damn it! I can't even touch it!" The gangster performing the mime was a little upset.

Although the boss said that the person he wanted to catch might have ghost-like devil fruit abilities, who could have known that he was so rogue? He couldn't be seen or touched, and could only be beaten?! The leader, with blood all over his face, glanced at the open-air stage. The two little devils he had targeted just now had already run away to who knows where.

Moreover, it was too chaotic here. Just now, a stray bullet even accidentally injured an ordinary resident... What a headache! The organization was already suppressed by the "bullet" people. It was the time when they dared not offend the royal family and the officials. Now the newcomers with brains were shooting directly on the street, which really made the situation a mess! As long as the injured residents went to the Kingdom Department to ask for an explanation, I'm afraid the King's Guard would find trouble with them "gunpowder" again...

Damn it! The leader gnashed his bloody teeth and yelled, "Retreat first!!"

When he looked back, he saw that several of his younger brothers had already limped away, dragging their self-destructed bodies.

"Wait for me! You bastards!!"

The leader also ran away, leaving a trail of blood all over the street.

The bloodstains formed a line...

An invisible ghost follows behind the bloodstains.

………………

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

The carriage was beautifully decorated, and the interior was filled with fragrance, very much in the Hogbak style.

He made a strange, sharp laugh and said to Xin Duoli, "This kind of injury will be cured quickly as long as I come to treat it!"

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

Joanna, a member of the dance troupe, asked worriedly, "Will there be any sequelae?"

The talented dancer Xin Duoli is only seventeen years old! Her stage life has just begun! She has not yet stood on the stage where everyone is paying attention! "With Dr. Hogbag's medical skills, there will definitely be no sequelae." Lin Qi comforted.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

This is Moria's special zombie army transformation doctor in the future. He is very good at human surgery. This guy can even transform Xinduoli's weak corpse into a combat-ready strength...

"Shhh! You're right!"

Hogbag was flattered by the beautiful woman he liked, and he felt as comfortable as if he had taken a refreshing bath in a private swimming pool after running 20 kilometers...

"But who are you, kid?!" He suddenly came to his senses and looked at the black-haired boy and the girl with a bulbous nose and a crew cut (mainly because they were wearing a dress, otherwise it would be hard to tell whether they were boys or girls) who got into the carriage together, and screamed, "Who allowed you to get into my carriage?!"

Joanna, a member of the dance troupe, was surprised and said, "Aren't they your companions, Dr. Hobbag? It was these two children who reminded us that you are a doctor!"

"Ah..." Hogbak seemed to remember that this was the case.

"Ah, what a poor little dog..." Xin Duoli looked at the stray puppy in Lin Qi's arms. One of its legs was completely stained with blood. She asked, "Dr. Hogbag, can you help it?"

Hogbag yelled, "You must be kidding me, I'm not a veterinarian!"

Besides, these two kids are so poor! How can they possibly afford his treatment?

Lin Qi said: "You are a genius."

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

“Hiss! Hiss! No problem, leave it to me!”

Hogbag laughed shrilly, muttering in his heart: I will send these two brats away after I treat Xin Duoli! They are poor and dirty, yet they dare to spill dog blood on my carriage. Are they looking down on this genius? ………………

On the other side, Black Powder Security Company.

Several gang members covered in blood hurried back, dragging a corpse and crawling.

The boss of this branch just opened a cigar, turned on his lighter, and was leisurely roasting it. When he saw this, he was immediately shocked. What happened? He had only been out for a short time, and he was in such a state?

The "bullets" have all hit them? !

Bang! The leader, with blood all over his face, slammed the wanted poster and the sketch on the table, leaving a blurry bloody handprint, and screamed in pain: "Boss, that little devil..."

Several people were telling the story one after another.

"Idiot! Shooting in the street..." The boss was shocked and angry. He pointed at the sketch of the boy covered with bloody handprints. "Are you sure it was them?!"

"It must be a boy! A girl is..." The leader with blood on his face said, and suddenly pointed at the boss opposite in horror.

The boss himself was shocked. The cigar in his mouth seemed to be taken away by someone and floated in the air.

(End of this chapter)