One Piece I Am Dragon King

He is the vehicle of the murderer.

At this time, people realized the existence of this group of people.

It was simply ignored.

The woman who lost her man screamed in pain, and rushed towards her man, crying so miserable that it made people cry.

"Bam—"

The woman fell in a pool of blood.

"Why are these fools so noisy? It's really annoying."

The man took the pistol in his hand and started shooting, hitting people in the thighs, shoulders, and bodies.

It hurts a lot when a bullet hits the body. Don’t look at the kind of heroes in TV dramas who can talk or do something after being shot several times. After being shot, they should be unable to move.

It hurts so much.

As for these poor people who don't have enough to eat and have to face the threat of poisonous water at the same time, they are naturally skinny, let alone pistols. These Tianlong people can burn all the bones of these people after a few days of exercise. Empty hands are discounted.

The fragile bones shattered under the action of the gun. Fortunately, the gun's penetrating power was so strong that it pierced through the body directly, instead of causing the bones to be crushed and stuck in the body to become inflamed.

Looking at the tragic scene in front of him, the Tianlong man found it very interesting.

"So funny."

He laughed loudly. In the past, he would just kill some slaves who did not dare to resist, but now there is a group of refugees who dare to resist. The bad nature of this person has not changed, but has become more disgusting and vicious.

"Bam—"

A stone hit the glass cover of the Celestial Dragon, breaking the cover.

No, it's just a crack.

Although no one dares to provoke the Tianlong people, but anyway, they still have to take good care of the Tianlong people, and at the same time let them have enough protection.

At this time, it came in handy.

The man felt a little dizzy, probably because of the huge impact, his head shook, but nothing happened.

"asshole."

The Tianlong man uttered obscenities angrily, and looked at the one who threw his stone. It was a child. Although he was still a child, his hands were a bit long, and some muscles could be seen on his skinny body. Before many people came, he was still strong, and the Tianlong people asked people to bring that guy over.

"Bastard, what are you people going to do?"

The child was about to run, but was immediately caught by a cp member. He spat on them angrily, while struggling, because he didn't have enough strength, he couldn't break free at all.

"Snapped--"

It wasn't the sound of a gunshot, but the sound of a slap. A CP member slapped the child in the face, causing his mouth to bleed.

The child fell silent, probably stunned by the beating.

The Tianlong man shot the child's head, blood and brains splashed out, as if he felt that it was not enough, he shot again at many places on his body.

"Boom-boom-boom-boom-"

"Bam—"

"click"

No more bullets.

The Tianlong man threw the pistol at the slave's head angrily, and the pistol fell to the ground without anyone touching it.

"Pick it up quickly?"

"It's St. Thomas."

Loaded the pistol and handed it to the tall fool.

"Bam—"

Another shot.

This shot hit the heart, and a big hole was directly pierced in the heart, and blood spurted out.

However, the clothes of the Tianlong people are still clean.

Because the size of the slave under him is relatively large, and because he is afraid that he will be beaten, or directly shot down, they have other slaves with him, and he knows that he is just a consumable, so he immediately Use your hands to block all the splashing things, lest your owner touch it.

"Humph--"

The man blew the blow gun as if imitating a cowboy, but it seemed that because the glass cover covered his IQ, he didn't realize that it was a glass cover, and he couldn't blow through it.

But the Tianlong man didn't care about these things, he just played a trick and put the gun in. . . . . . . .

It didn't fit in the pocket and fell down.

"Owner."

The slave under him picked up the gun and handed it to the master sitting on him. The master took the gun and shot it at the slave's hand.

"It's all dirty."

That hand was blocking the blood and brain just now.