Vol 23 Chapter 2050: Sword of Damocles

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The reason why the wind and rain will unscrupulously go to the cafeteria, mainly because the premise of 'eat too much' is not enough to legislate, that is, even if the boss of the cafeteria has an alarm, there is no way. ,
After all, the biggest feature of the cafeteria is that it does not restrict the guests' food intake. Of course, it is the premise of not wasting food. It is specially prepared for those who have great appetite. However, because of the variety of food dishes, it will also be visited by the general population. Therefore, conditions such as high prices, a wide variety of dishes, and middle and upper grades have become the place of choice for people.
However, although there are some that can be eaten in peacetime, there are still no such things as black and red.
In short.
The goal of the storm is to visit all the cafeterias in the whole city once. Well, although there are some black belly, it is necessary to carry out this kind of unconcerned action when carrying two big stomach kings.
Well.
In short, it is full.
After returning to the warehouse, they began to clean up after the storm, and temporarily made this base their base.
After repairing the holes at the top of the warehouse and sorting out the warehouses, they began to ensemble with their own instruments.
The first ensemble was really not very good. Although there was a tacit understanding between each other, it was not very good except for the prayers and the black snow Ji. Although the wind and rain were far from the foundation, they were not.
Black scorpion and red scorpion are relatively hard work. After all, some have passion to do things.
In short, you need a hellish exercise.
However, it seems. This dull practice can't go on.
Those who were hit by the wind and rain. Come back again. But this time they were a short boy dressed in a street dance teenager with a skateboard, orange hair and eyes of the same color, with a turban headband, tied to the waist, a headset on the neck, right hand Holding a baseball bat.
"..."
For the emergence of this group of people, the wind and rain and other people did not pay any attention, still ensemble.
however--
"Mr. Yasuda. That is the man...that is, he married us indiscriminately...and robbed our warehouse..."
The blond teenager said with a bruised face.
"Oh?!"
The skateboarding teenager frowned at the wind and rain, then noticed a few girls around him, and it was still the super cute girl, suddenly blushing up -
"How... how can there be a woman?"
"This... Mr. Yasuda, those women did not shoot..."
The blonde girl seems to understand that the temperament of the skateboard suddenly explained.
"Oh... this is fine..."
The skateboarder sighed and then looked at the storm in disgust. "Hey, your kid, get me out!"
"..."
The wind and rain frowning at the grumpy skateboarding boy seems to have special fluctuations. More than one person is stronger than a grade.
"Would you like me?"
Sancha pinched the drum stick in his hand.
"You continue to practice... or am I coming..."
The wind and rain stopped the three scorpions, or he was able to find out the opponent's ability. It is estimated that there is a role of a small head class.
"Be careful……"
Sancha stopped the fingers of the wind and rain.
"Ok."
Nodded in the rain, he threw his jacket into the arms of Sancha, and then stepped out of the warehouse.
"..."
"Which clan are you? Black?"
At this moment, the skateboarding boy saw the difference between the wind and the rain. Although the dark color was light, he still saw it.
"As a courtesy, should you say it? Well, it doesn't matter, you don't need your respect anyway, the dark nebula neganebulas, this is the name of my clan, look at you, the color is the red flame?"
At the foot of the wind and rain, a black starlight began to emerge. Gradually, his surroundings seemed to gather a myriad of dark stars. As his king's power surged, the surrounding world began to become chaotic.
It seems to be destroyed at any time.
"The member of the third king who is the king of the Red King, Mr. Zhou Fangzun's clan '吠舞罗' member Yasuda Miho, is said to have greeted you, then I will be punished by me, offend the dance, Roco will not let you Easy past..."
There was a strong blush in the body of the skateboarder. The blushing blush burst out of his body, unlike the people before him.
After the skateboard was placed under his feet, Yasuda Misaki stepped on the feet and waved the baseball in his hand to the wind and rain.
"sieve……"
The wind and the rain legs gently point, the body leaps high into the air, and then a three hundred and sixty degrees of rotation, dry and landing, avoiding the charge of Yasuda.
However, just after landing, Yasuda Misaki manipulated the skateboard underneath, quickly turned it up, and then waved a baseball bat against the wind and rain.
"Hey!"
The wind and rain reached out, and the black starlight gradually gathered in his hands, accepting the baseball bat of Yasuda.
however--
"boom!!"
A strong blush breath will fly out of the storm.
Although it is a retreat, but the wind and rain is still a few borrowing power to cushion the inertia of the body -
"Sure enough, the initial state seems to be somewhat weak compared to the leader. In terms of energy, it is not comparable..."
The wind and rain in the whisper clears his current situation. Although it is the king, is it the weakest king?
If the power of black wants to come out, more clan people are needed. Sure enough, one person's words are impossible.
But if you are invincible at the beginning, then it is too meaningless.
"It seems that you still don't know how to use it~EbookFREE.me~ This will bully our members of the dance, it seems that you will not repair your kid, you will not remember, tell you, Mr. Zun The dance of the dragon is the strongest!"
When Yasuda Miho looked at the wind and rain that could not stop his blow, it strengthened the power. The whole person was wrapped in the flame, and the violent flame rubbed against the ground and slammed it.
"But I didn't do my best..."
The wind and rain closed his eyes slightly and then opened instantly -
boom! !
A translucent mask formed by a violent force protected the wind and rain. At this time, a dark star sword was suspended above the head of the storm. The huge look was frightening. The violent power is from the sword.
"The sword of Damocles!! How is it possible?"
Yasuda Misaki stopped the skateboard at his feet, and the baseball bat in his hand rubbed the ground hard, and supported his body by borrowing it... (to be continued.) u