The Pirate I Am Undead

Chapter 340: Siege of Saint Satan (Part )

Laboratory, operating table, iron cage, scalpel, nutrient solution. The child's screams echoed in the corridor. The freshly cut tissue was still bleeding. People in white coats were discussing around the blond boy.

Cold eyes fell on the boy, no one cared whether he was in pain or not.

"Cell division reaches its limit."

"Unqualified!" The curly-haired old man wearing a black suit and holding a cane threw the test report back on the table and gave the verdict indifferently, "Just deal with it."

The scarlet eyes moved away from the isolation window in disappointment, leaving only the researchers whispering.

"Tsk, tsk, if you continue to grow, you can easily live for hundreds of years."

"It's a pity that he will eventually die of old age."

"How to deal with it?"

"poison?"

"A rare experimental subject, collect tissue samples, collect data first, well, starting from the physical endurance, he is already... useless."

The yellowed picture couldn't stop being torn out of memory.

Eden opened his mouth wide and knelt on the ground, panting heavily, but it still felt difficult to breathe.

Once again. After so many years, he met this figure again!

Ahead, Ivankov could not help but shed cold sweat on his face, and the smile on the corner of his mouth twitched, "Are you kidding? How could such a character appear here?"

He is someone who has experienced the Battle of the Valley of Gods, and has seen with his own eyes the terror of the Five Old Stars who stand at the top of the world's power.

And he was just a slave back then. Even though he had seen the dark side of the world, and even though he was one of the representatives of the revolutionary army, compared with people like Wulaoxing, his status was as different as clouds and mud.

Are you here to catch him?

Other than that, he couldn't think of any reason for the Five Old Stars to appear here.

There's no way he's here for a walk.

"Who is this old man?"

"He seems to be a very kind old man~"

"If you continue to block the front, you will get hurt!"

A group of shemales behind Ivankov shouted, not realizing the seriousness of the matter.

It's not that they really don't have any eyesight,

But, even in this world where strong people emerge in large numbers, there is a saying that the young are afraid of the strong with their fists.

Aging leads to the decline of strength and strength, which is a problem that every powerful person who becomes famous has to worry about.

The person in front of him is so old that he needs a cane. Even if such a person was once a strong man who made pirates fearful, it is difficult to say that he still has some strength left.

Ivankov knew what his men were thinking, but his face still did not relax at all.

"You think too simply!"

"This amiable old man in your eyes is one of the five people who stand at the top of the world's power, the God of Scientific Defense - Saint Jaygolucia Satan!" He said slowly.

When his head was not that big, this person looked like this. More than thirty years later, he still looks like this, with almost no change, making it impossible to see the traces that time has left on him.

It is difficult for him to imagine that such a person would decline in strength.

"Nani!!!" The shemales behind them all exclaimed, no less surprised than an ordinary person who wakes up in the morning and lifts the quilt to find the king lying next to the bed.

And the Five Old Stars are no longer just kings, they are the kings of all kings!

King of Kings!

"Sorry, boys, I'm afraid I won't be able to escape with you this time, hip-hop!"

The nails of Ivankov's ten fingers suddenly became sharp, and the hormonal fruits were stimulated.

"Run faster now. Although his target is me, if he runs slowly, this guy will definitely not show mercy."

He admitted that he thought too simply.

<divclass="contentadv">As one of the founders of the Revolutionary Army, how could the world government let him go so easily?

However, it would be too exaggerated for the Five Old Stars to directly dispatch them!

However, when he turned his head, he suddenly froze.

"What's wrong with you, short boy!!!" He hugged Eden, who was kneeling in pain.

The opponent's condition looks very bad.

Could it be that Saint Satan's attack has already begun?

But, he didn't see anything!

"Probably because he has seen his own end."

At the end of the road, Saint Satan, who had been silent for a long time and had his back to everyone, finally reacted. He slowly turned around, his old eyes swept over the nervous shemales and Ivankov, who was all tense. , finally fell on Eden.

Meaningful.

Ivankov inserted the spikes of his ten fingers into his chin, and his big face instantly expanded several times, blocking Sartan's gaze.

"Ambrio Facial Growth Hormone"!

"Hip! What are you looking at? If you want to catch me, come after me alone. After so many years, I won't back down this time!"

"Catch you?"

There was no wave in Sartan's eyes. He looked at Ivankov as if he were looking at an ant with a slightly larger head.

"You think too highly of yourself, Ivankov."

"Although you are an existence that must be erased, there is no need for me to take action myself."

"Huh?" Ivankov blinked,

Sartan's gaze seemed to penetrate Ivankov's big face, and fell on the small figure again: "Am I right? No. 1?"

This title seemed to trigger some mechanism. Eden screamed immediately and huddled on the ground holding his head in fear. His clothes were quickly wet with sweat.

Ivankov turned his head in horror—Satan’s target was the little blond man behind him? !

How could it be possible? Who is this blond boy? He actually needs Wulao Xing to catch him personally?

Before he could recover from the shock, a loud noise broke out from beside him.

boom!

The smoke dispersed, and a blasting bomb the size of a human head flew out from beside him.

Close range bombardment!

Garfidel took action.

Sartan tilted his head slightly to avoid her attack.

"Such a little trick"

Before he finished speaking, an even more deafening explosion sounded from his ears. Garfidel's elbows and calves extended out of the barrel, and with the help of the reaction force of the fired shells, they appeared in front of him almost instantly.

The pink twin tails were flying, spinning in the air, raising one leg high, turning into a giant axe,

Cut down!

“Don’t bully Eden!!”

when!

The dark cane blocked the front of the ax blade, and cracks opened in the ground.

Sartan's expression remained unchanged, his eyes moved upward, and he looked at the pink-haired girl in front of him: "If I remember correctly, you are too."

Before he could say anything, he saw the pink-haired girl in front of him "falling apart" and turning into countless chains with pink hair wrapped around his body - how could Garfidel be the kind of player who would wait for the enemy to beep?

The chains bifurcated and then bifurcated, and the end of each chain turned into a weapon, swords, guns and sticks, all pointed at Sartan,

Poke the eyes, cut off the ears, lift the vaginal legs, step on the toes and crackle them randomly.

Ivankov and other shemales opened their mouths wide, and saw a toy hand taking advantage of the chaos to slap Satan, and two fingers poking at Satan's eyes.

It's not very harmful, but it's extremely insulting!

Sartan: "."