JOJO started with combustible oolong tea

Fujimaru Tachika's rickshaw also exploded with considerable speed under the efforts of Matthew.

But the most powerful thing is Qiao Long's [-] strokes.

His whole body was rippling, his perfect muscles kept rising and falling, the pedals of [-] bars were sparked by him, and the bicycle also had a speed of [-] mph.

The three groups of contestants faced each other tit-for-tat, and one would not allow the other to gallop on the track.

It didn't take long to come to the time and space gate left by Gengping.

They want to brake, after all, who knows what this purple vortex is?

But at such a fast speed, it was too late for emergency braking, so the three groups of contestants simply rushed into the time-space gate one by one.

Fortunately, none of their cars were as wide as the god car, at most it was evenly matched with the Iori tractor, and the space-time gate was enough to support them through.

In this way, without the knowledge of Cu Chulainn and Tan Lidou, they were left at the end.

I also have to sigh, Cu Chulainn deserves to be lucky E, luck is really not covered.

He got the worst one out of three props, and even used it on himself.

The three of Qiao Long and the others didn't need to grab the props, and they directly enjoyed Gengping's glory and enjoyed the thrill of taking a shortcut.

However, Tan Lidou was not idle either. He turned the motorcycle accelerator to the end, and within a few minutes he still saw the three groups of Qiao Long driving side by side, and was stunned for a moment:

"What's the situation? When did they come in front of me??"

But now there is not much time for him to think, Cu Chulainn's freezing time has ended, and now he has caught up.

listen!

The roar of the racing car is approaching.

Tan Li Dou clicked his lips, but a sickly smile appeared on his face:

"But it's just right! I'll let you see it, Kami's Kala!!"

After finishing speaking, the transformation driver emerged from his waist, and he ran a tenth of the distance, but no one noticed it. Tan Lidou hasn't transformed yet...

Chapter 120 Six, Chaos Evil Appears

The black and purple cassette was inserted into the drive on his waist——

Gachan!

"Henshin!"

No-destroy-!

The highest level of God's talent! Kuroto Da-n! Kuroto Da-n!

God Maximum X!

The familiar sound effect is still the familiar style, and the god limit player is on the stage again.

But this time, Tan Lidou did not enter the thick god limit armament, but continued to maintain the appearance of a level 2 knight. Of course, all his data is still one billion.

The thick and solid God Ultimate Armament flew over his head, inseparable like a shadow.

Tan Li twisted his neck and laughed wildly:

"Hey~hahahaha!!

Let's get to know each other!My brand new cassette!

This is the ultimate game that took me a day and a night and 72 sudden deaths to complete!

Its name is Xin·God Limit! ! "

Yi Zhi and Qiao Long, who were almost overtaken by him, couldn't help turning their heads when they heard what he said:

"As expected of the shrimp dumpling, you can feel the strong artistic atmosphere through the visor."

"Shut up, Iori! You speak as if you could get any better.

But the shrimp dumpling is really hardworking. He died suddenly 72 times in one day and one night. I would like to call him the strongest liver emperor!Heroes of the liver world! "

Fujimaru Tachika also turned around in the rickshaw, looked at Tan Rito who was approaching, and sighed enviously:

"So handsome! I really want a genuine belt..."

But in the next second, her eyes became hollow, and her whole body began to exude a ghostly breath:

"Hey hey hey hey hey~

If I can bring him back to Chaldea, I can let him play games for me, FGO, hehehe~"

Qiao Long, who was keeping pace with her, had already shivered from Yizhi's sudden breath of ghosts.

One stepped faster, and the other was so frightened that he was sweating, and involuntarily clenched the tractor's handle.

Matthew, who was running wildly, also sensed this breath, and turned her head abruptly:

"Senior! Why are you out again!?"

Fujimaru Tachika, oh no, I should call her Gudazi now.

Gu Dazi wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, reluctantly took his eyes back from Tan Lidou, looked at Matthew and said with a strange smile:

"Hey hey hey~ Matthew, my flirtatious little eggplant, stop competing, go and have some fun with me~"

That looks like a salty uncle, he really deserves to be a chaotic evil.

"senior!!"

Matthew blushed, and shouted angrily.

But Qiao Long didn't dare to say a word. The soldier's intuition let him know that if he dared to say a word at this time, he would face bloody disaster.

But Yizhi didn't know this, looked at Gudazi who jumped on Matthew's back with disgust, and murmured:

"Is this really the last master of mankind, the savior of pan-human history?

Then the world line she is in is so hard to describe..."

But his eyes were indeed full of envy.

As soon as this remark came out, Matthew was startled immediately, and shouted to Yizhi profusely in sweat:

"Mr. Kitahara! Please hurry up and apologize to Senior!"

"what?"

Just when Yizhi was puzzled, Gudazi jumped up from the rickshaw and came to Yizhi, staring at him with a pair of ghostly eyes:

"Hey brother, you are quite handsome, come to Chaldea to work! I will make you a hero~"

As he spoke, he grabbed Iori by the neck and lifted him up.

Feeling the breath of stinging skin, Iori's face was full of fear, and he couldn't stop feeling in his heart:

[Make me a heroic spirit?Physical means! ? 】

The two-headed body of the ghost, the laughter of the ghost and the eyes of the ghost made Yizhi start to regret it, and the hairs all over his body stood on end.

He turned to look at Qiao Long:

【JOJO! !help! ! 】

Qiao Long didn't turn his head, and sped up his speed again. From the front, we could see that beads of sweat were already dripping on his face:

[It's hopeless, wait for death, farewell!

Do your best, Iori, a mature man must learn to face difficulties by himself! 】

Immediately, without looking back, he gave Yizhi a thumbs up, and left in the dust.

Iori's entire face darkened:

[I knew it, I should have known it earlier!

Again! JOJO! kisama——! ! 】

But feeling Gudazi's hands tightening gradually, Yizhi became even more frightened, and wanted to beg for mercy but couldn't speak at all.

At this time, Fergus also stopped pushing the tractor, the spiral sword in his hand pierced the air, and came straight to Gudazi:

"Let go of my Master!!"

But within a few seconds, Fergus was also beaten to the ground by Gu Dazi and pinched by the other hand.

"Oh oh oh~ Such a weak follower is completely worthless to keep, it will only occupy the warehouse, why not tear it up~"

At this time, Matthew, who was also parked on the track, ran over and said something to Gudazi with a red face, and then Gudazi let go of Yizhi and Fergus.

I don't know where to pull out a paper towel and wipe my hands:

"Ahh~ It's really incomprehensible, there is no Saint Quartz, and there is no call sign, so you don't have to think about drawing cards.

But, Mash, remember to wash your incense tonight~"

As she said that, she stretched out her hands and wiped the oil continuously, which made Matthew's face even more rosy.

Finally, she turned her head and glanced at Tan Lidou who had stopped to watch the show, and sighed regretfully:

"It's so sad, I still want to take you back to Chaldea."

As soon as these words came out, Tan Lidou was so frightened that his whole body trembled instantly, and he rode away on his motorcycle, his back full of embarrassment.

Only then did Gudazi slowly return to his normal proportions, and that ghostly aura also subsided.

Gudazi turned back into Fujimaru Tachika again.

Looking at the Iori and Iori who were lying on the ground, drooling but passed out, Fujimaru Tatsuka put his palms together and bowed to them with an apologetic face.

Then he got on a rickshaw and chased after him.

A moment later, a purple figure appeared next to the two of them with an impatient face.

"What are you doing? It is necessary to use Command Seals for such a trivial matter? Damn Ripple Warrior!"

Katz cursed a few words, and then took out a small note, which was the most effective way to wake up Yizhi given by Qiao Long.

"Uh……"

Katz looked at the content above, and was stuck in the shell for a while, unable to let out a fart, and his face was so ugly.

But there was no other way, the effect of Qiao Long's command spell was still maintained, so he could only approach Iori involuntarily, and said softly:

"If you don't wake up again, I can't guarantee what will happen~"

As he spoke, he gently brushed Iori's ears and the side of his face with his hair.

In an instant, Iori, who was originally unconscious, opened his eyes suddenly, and looked at Katz who was close at hand in shock.

Katz snorted coldly with an aggrieved face, picked up the bottle and started drinking, but didn't notice that the hot wine he brought had cooled down now...

Chapter 120 VII The Love of the Female Orc

"This this!?"

Katz watched her body transform into a woman's body in an instant, her beautiful face was angry and annoyed, and the vodka was held high above her head:

"It's getting cold? Ripple Warrior! You've got me to this point!!"

He wanted to smash the vodka in his hand, but he struggled for a while, reluctant to part with the fine wine in his hand.

Under Qiao Long's entrapment, fine wine was no less attractive to Katz than Ai Zhe Hongshi.

"Cut! Anyway, it's already like this, so it can't be wasted!"

After weighing it up, Katz put down his raised hand and took a few sips of vodka with a depressed face.

At this time, Iori also woke up Fergus, and the two looked at each other with palpitations:

"That woman...is really scary."

"I really don't know how her worldline and those villains persist..."

The two swallowed dryly, and silently decided not to provoke Fujimaru Tatsuka's group.

If you provoke the chaotic and evil Gudazi again, then you really can't escape the fate of being torn by hands.

At this moment, Fergus' eyes froze, Katz also stopped drinking, and looked at the curve behind him in unison.