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388. The mysterious head of Windmill Village (more updates)

Standing on the blood-stained street, Becky held a cigar in her mouth, surrounded by flames, and the corpses exuding the smell of meat were charred and black.

Seeing and hearing the color spread, and feeling the survivors of Dadan and others around them, Becky blew out a smoke ring and curled up the corners of her mouth with disdain.

"Catch everyone on the island. Remember, it's everyone."

With a casual wave of his hand, the heavenly soldiers and generals behind him broke into the ruins like evil wolves. After a few minutes of stubborn resistance, Dadan and the others were all thrown to the ground and lost the power to resist.

"Okay, now I'll ask you questions. Of course you can resist. I don't mind killing you on the spot."

Heads trembled, old and young, Becky was as arrogant as a gangster.

"Whoever has a good relationship with that old guy Garp will live if he points it out."

A soldier brought a chair, and Becky sat on it with her legs crossed.

"Kill us if you can"

One villager glared angrily and spat on the ground.

Too lazy to speak, Becky just gave him a look. A heavenly soldier next to him grabbed the villager, lifted it up and stabbed him in the neck.

Hot blood spurted out, and a head rolled on the ground, finally stopping next to a piece of gravel.

The whole scene fell silent, and some of the villagers who had been splashed with blood looked at the blood on their bodies in shock, and then roared angrily.

"Teans."

"Assholes, I'm going to kill you."

Some villagers resisted, but their heads were missing before they could stand up.

The pungent smell of blood dyed the entire ground red, and some villagers looked at Becky tremblingly with horrified expressions.

"It seems you don't understand human language, so arrest those children."

Swallowing, Becky gave another order.

Then several teams of heavenly soldiers grabbed more than thirty half-year-old children in the crowd, and put the weapons in their hands on their necks. With just one order from Becky, these potentially beautiful lives would perish.

"No, let go of my child."

"You devils."

"Honarion, my son."

"Let them go, and I will follow you." Among the crowd, Maginot stood up, tears flashing in her eyes. She was not afraid but sad.

With her eyes slightly brightened, Becky looked at Maginot and nodded, because this woman was quite pretty, and if she dressed up a little, she would definitely be the kind of person who would be stunning in any country.

"you"

"Yes, that's me"

Looking directly into Becky's eyes, Maginot clenched her fists, looked at the crying children, and strengthened her thoughts.

"Stupid, bravery also depends on timing. Now I am very unhappy and kill them."

Dismissively, Becky ordered.

"Do not"

With a look of fear on his face, Maginot pounced on a heavenly soldier beside him, trying to stop him.

Facing Maginot's flying attack, the heavenly soldier showed no emotion at all, and slashed at Maginot with the long sword in his hand.

"Maggie."

"Makino."

"Maggie, no"

Very close at hand, just when the long sword was about to touch Maginot, a short figure suddenly appeared, and then the heavenly soldier turned into a stream of light and disappeared on the ground without a trace.

A storm rose, and all the heavenly soldiers holding the children flew backwards.

It all happened so fast that even Becky didn't react.

"village head"

All the windmill villagers looked at the short figure at the front, their mouths wide open in astonishment.

When did the village chief become so powerful?

Standing up suddenly, Becky looked solemnly at the short old man standing in front of all the villagers, feeling a sense of death crisis.

Wearing a hat and flat white glasses, a short white stubble on his chin, an ordinary orange-red love shirt on his upper body, a pair of fancy beach shorts on his lower body, and flip-flops on his feet.

At this moment, the old man's face was so gloomy that the atmosphere around him stagnated.

Strong, terrifyingly strong, this was Becky's first impression. Even if he forced himself to calm down, the feeling of suffocation was so clear.

"Who is coming."

Looking wary, Becky squinted her eyes.

"Chief of Windmill Village, Upslap."

With his hands behind his back, he was obviously so short, but at this moment he looked like a majestic mountain, making people tremble with fear.

"leave."

A wave of pressure came from Slap, causing Becky to take a few steps back.

"It's worthy of being the hometown of that old guy Garp. It's really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon."

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and Becky felt a surge of fear in his heart. He knew that he was no match for this old man without fighting.

"let's go."

Without any hesitation, Becky waved and retreated.

Seeing Becky and others leaving, Slap did not take action. Instead, he turned around and looked at all the villagers, and said solemnly, "Go pack your things and prepare to leave. The sooner the better."

"Village chief, why?"

Some villagers looked at the village chief who was completely different from before and felt that it was a fantasy.

"We can no longer stay in Windmill Village. What Garp has done has completely angered God. God will not give up on this matter."

Slap sighed, there was no other option but to leave.

"Listen to the village chief, everyone hurry up and pack your things."

Although many people don't want to stay away from here, this is a special moment and there is no second option.

"Sister-in-law."

A group of bandits looked at Dadan, waiting for orders.

"Go back and pack your things."

With blood hanging from his mouth, Dadan had a sullen face.

On the way back, Dadan thought about it and took out a phone bug.

"Bru...Bru..."

Not long after, the phone was connected, and a thick voice came out.

"who"

"Garp, you bastard, Windmill Village has been killed by you now. The Kingdom of Heaven sent Godfather Kapenbeki with a reward of 620 million. We were almost annihilated. The bastard Slap just took action, but the Kingdom of Heaven will not Give it up, we are preparing to retreat."

"what"

In Malinfando, in Sengoku's office, Garp suddenly stood up, and a deep cold murderous intent swept out, shocking the meeting that was being discussed.

"I'll be right back."

After hanging up the phone, Garp was so anxious that he kicked the door of the meeting open without saying a word and quickly disappeared from everyone's eyes.

"It seems that God has jumped over the wall in a hurry."

He Yin's face was sullen. The phone call was so loud just now that everyone in the conference room heard it.

"That lunatic."

Huang Yuan was a little palpitated. At this moment, Ye Chen was like a mad dog with no conscience.

The rest of the navy generals were also full of panic. Faced with the revenge of a Yonko who had lost moral restraint and had twisted human nature, no one could resist, and this was just the beginning.

Recalling the threat that God had made in Malinfando, no one could remain calm.

Feeling the excitement in people's hearts, Warring States gritted his teeth and wanted to skin Ye Chen and cut his bones.

After the war at the top, I don’t know how many family members of naval admirals have been hurt, so much so that many marines now dare not go out.

Moreover, some important bases in the Four Seas and the Grand Route have gradually been compressed, and many places have lost control. Up to now, Warring States can't even sleep well, because all kinds of things pressing on his shoulders have almost caused him to have a nervous breakdown.

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Happy Lantern Festival everyone, hereby add another chapter

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