Chapter 365 Tracking

The next moment, everyone saw this man wearing a pure white mask, with an elegant figure, like a ghost in the night, leaping lightly several meters high, and then falling down.

"Stop him!"

The ordinary-looking man, who looked like a leader, clenched the scimitar in his hand, and stabbed at the falling masked man.

However, the fallen masked man swung his left hand lightly and grabbed his wrist.

not good!

However, his body did not respond to the timing of his judgment.

The rough palm twisted to the left.

click -

Accompanied by a huge force, the sound of bone dislocation resounded between his arms.

Then--

Boom! ! !

The masked man raised his leg and stepped down, directly stepping on his chest.

There was another crisp sound, and all the members of the three-cornered hat heard it, the sound coming from the body.

The man with a collapsed chest and staring eyes fell back to the ground, and the three-cornered hat on his head fell off. He was in so much pain that he let out a scream.

Then--

A scimitar fell and pierced his neck.

With his chest collapsed and his heart broken, he couldn't even make a ho-ho sound, and his breath gradually disappeared.

However, all of this, because of the close relationship, not many members of the three-cornered hat saw it.

They only saw the fall of the captain.

With the idea of ​​"protecting the captain", the members of the three-cornered hat swung their machetes at the masked man who fell behind everyone.

However, the strange thing is that no one's weapon can hurt the masked man with his back to them.

The masked man just waved his back to them. The scimitars they aimed at the masked man's neck, head, and heart all deviated from the direction. The weapon misses in one hit.

Before they could figure out what happened, the masked man turned his body upside down and waved his right hand at them——

"he did"

The thoughts that just popped up were replaced by a sharp pain, interrupting all their thoughts.

The screams of six or seven people echoed in the street that had just broken the silence almost at the same time.

The three-cornered hat member, who was guarding against the man with black gloves attacking from behind, couldn't help turning his head to look at this moment.

but--

Another "empty wave".

There were seven or eight more people who screamed.

and

Soon, the screams of these people stopped abruptly.

Aiming at the position of the neck, the masked man seemed to be holding something with his right hand, and waved again.

In an instant, several people stopped struggling and their bodies fell limply.

This strange situation made a small leader of the three-cornered hat unable to bear it any longer. He reached into his pocket, grabbed a revolver, and aimed it at the masked man's chest——

but

boom! ! !

When the loud noise resounded through the street with the sparks bursting from the muzzle of the gun, the masked man only slightly turned his body to the right.

Originally, based on the trajectory of the bullet, it was impossible to dodge at all, but

The trajectory of the bullet changed in the air.

Suddenly, the bullet deviated from its trajectory.

It was as if the masked man and the bullet dodged each other, passing by each other.

The masked man who seemed to be holding some kind of weapon opened and closed his arms in the air, as if he was holding some kind of long-handled weapon.

But the strange thing is that when the swinging movement was completed, the little leader's body also fell limply to the ground.

At this time, another voice sounded:

"Quick! Go! Kill those fishermen!!!"

Hearing Mr. "Desmok"'s violent order, everyone in the black gloves was shocked, and immediately rushed towards the remaining three-cornered hat members who were severely injured and frightened, waving the iron rods in their hands.

The smell of blood once again brought some fluctuations to Yago's mood.

At the moment when he killed the big boss just now, his mood didn't fluctuate at all, and when he killed other people, his mood didn't fluctuate much either.

It's like breaking a few puppets

If he hadn't clearly realized that he was killing people, he might have felt that he had really just destroyed a few worthless puppets

Calmly, controlling the scarecrow holding the scythe condensed by spiritual mist back to his side, Yago watched it quietly.

As if just a small incident happened just now, Yago naturally transitioned from killing people to thinking about the use of abilities.

Distorting the standing image, the part is the whole.

With this probability doll in the form of a scarecrow, he can fully use all his abilities.

Remove the system.

He doesn't seem to be able to use the system's skills through the probability puppet, but can only use it through the body.

While he was thinking, the screams and the sounds of running away in panic from his ears became less and less, and finally he fell into peace.

"Mr. Dee, Dismork."

A little leader with a "Jazz" on his hand rubbed the inferior black cloth glove on his right hand with some unease:

"I, we won."

While speaking, he looked at the masked man in front of Mr. Dismok with some unease.

Who is this masked man?

How did you do what you did just now?

What was his relationship to Mr. Dismork?

One question after another came to mind.

Hearing the call, Yago looked away from the scarecrow, turned his head, and imitated Dismoko's tone, saying:

"Tell me, are you planning to surrender just now? Or run away?"

Suddenly, except for the somewhat ugly "Jazz", almost everyone shivered.

"No, Mr. Dismork—"

A little leader with a relatively simple mind responded nervously.

Yago couldn't help but feel amused again by this act of self-reporting.

Opening his mouth, he smiled and said:

"Then, think about your own punishment."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at the somewhat ugly "Jazz" and said:

"You will supervise them and replace Nanbo."

".Yes, yes! Mr. Desmok!"

The ugly man, who didn't react at first, thanked him excitedly after he realized it, and emotionally made a statement of allegiance that Yago didn't believe.

Immediately, Yago introduced the scarecrow "Desmok" to everyone:

"By the way, this guy is called 'Crow', a very powerful guy, who can deal with both living and dead?"

Live or die?

Amid everyone's doubts, the masked man "Crow" nodded without saying a word.

At the same time, a figure was quickly approaching the block where the three-cornered hat and black gloves were fighting.

However, when this pale young man slowly came to the intersection of the block, he only saw a group of people packing up the corpses

"Huh? Is it over?"

The pale young man was slightly puzzled, then glanced around, and finally, his eyes fixed on a man wearing a pure white mask.

"Wearing this mask, can you see the way?"

The young man muttered in a low voice, but he didn't have any interest in staying there. After watching for a while, he returned the same way and left the entrance of the street.

When he left, Yago, who had his back to the street entrance, stood up from a squatting position in the crowd:

"Clean up quickly, I'll go back first."

"Yes! Mr. Dismork!"

Yago, who left the crowd and disappeared into the alley, whispered:

"Sir, can you keep up?"

"able."