Chapter 150： Quick fix

At the moment, Sasaki, the heart is simply angry to the extreme.

The last time he was pointed at by the gun of Terunsu, he was intimidated by Krokdal, and he was afraid of it, but he did not dare to find these people to retaliate. The thief Krokdal, the first half of the great fairway to see a little wider, know the horror of this guy. He naturally feels more uncomfortable. When he thought of it today, the other party actually came to his home.

“Is it really good to be a Conan’s home?”

Sasaki stood in the same place, no movement, he was just an ordinary person, but he knew that his use was not great at this time.

However, in the courtyard, the guards who were in various places had already heard the screams at the door and quickly supported them.

A minute later, Sasaki saw a middle-aged man striding out from the main hall and wearing a black woolen trench coat.

"The father is coming."

Sasaki’s face was loose, and his father was awesome compared to him. In this Alabaster, few people still don't know his father's name.

In black and white, especially in his early years, he was very clear about what his father did.

"What are you guys?"

At this moment, Conanth, followed by a group of people dressed in wealth and amazing, this group of people like a star-studded moon surrounded by his body, Conan Si Si is even more extraordinary.

He was an extraordinary person. He did black business in his early years. He did not do much to kill people and blood. Until five or six years ago, he turned from black to white and started trading.

"I heard that this kid's family was not a good class before. In this case, it is really stressless to do this kind of thing."

Krolockal’s face showed a sly smile.

Jason strode forward and said loudly: "It’s not cost-effective to break the money and buy money."

Conan thought a bit, I felt a little ridiculous: "Is this robbery grabbing me?"

He didn't do anything, just reaching out into his robes and taking out a precious fine smoke, then igniting.

At the moment when the fine smoke was ignited, the courtyard suddenly burst into a large group of big men dressed in black, with arms in their hands and staring at the three people in disgust.

When his face was cold, Conan thought quietly: "It seems that under the hands for a long time without blood, it will make others feel that I am very bullied."

"Crush them, take them to feed the fish!"

The bullet pointed to the smoke, Konansi ordered.

With one order, the big men in the yard moved in an instant.

These people are all the helpers that Conanci has raised in private. They often fight in the early years. They are the monks who have actually seen the blood and have moved the knife. Compared with the pirates on the sea, it is not bad.

However, he never imagined that the three people who came to his house at the moment were not ordinary people.

"call!"

There was no emotion in the eyes of Krolockal.

"Who is here?"

"Haha, of course it is me!"

Jason laughed and jumped. The burly body smashed the ground directly under the feet. It was already in the middle of the thugs, and then he waved.

Huge power, so that more than a dozen people are flying out. Followed by him, he laughed and strode forward. Every step fell, there were more than a dozen people flying up. When he fell heavily on the ground, he lost his fighting power.

In this scene, everyone who was shocked by Conan was surprised.

"This big man, great!"

"What is the identity of this group of people?"

Conanth also blinked at the moment and asked for an exit.

Immediately behind, someone quickly stepped forward and whispered: "The guy who is still standing at the door is Klosterdal, who has a bounty of 45 million sea thieves."

"Krolockal."

Conan Siyi couldn't help but look at the latter.

Krolockal noticed the other side, a corner of his mouth, showing a sneer, and Conan's body trembled.

He is well aware that the pirate's worth is directly proportional to its strength, proving its threat to the world government. Although he had a lot of battles in his early years, it is not necessarily the opponent of this guy.

In particular, Conan Si looked at Jason again, and it was a scorpion.

In just a short period of less than a minute, the number of his fighters has fallen by more than 60.

"This big man is also a terrible powerhouse!"

Suddenly sucked a cigarette, Conanth forced himself to calm down.

"Use a gun to kill him!"

In the yard, the thugs saw Jason as a god-like invincible between them, and finally feared, and someone shouted.

Immediately, someone pulled out the rifle behind him or another pistol at the waist, aiming at Jason.

But as they raised their hands and the index finger was just buckled on the trigger, a series of dull gunshots suddenly sounded.

"Hey!"

The next moment, the people who took out the gun screamed, and a large piece of blood collapsed on the right shoulder and fell to the ground.

"That boy!"

Clearly see Konanas, what happened in the scene just now, staring at Terenceu, his eyes are dignified.

A gun, starting again and again, in less than two seconds, hitting these people at the same time, this difficulty can be imagined.

"He only used two bullets, so that more than a dozen people lost their combat power, and the bullets were also accurately attacked the shoulders of those people!"

After Conan thought, someone shouted.

Such a thing is almost impossible to discover, unless his bullets will turn!

Taking back the gun, Terenceu looked calm and walked a few steps forward to stand in front of Krokdal.

"call!"

Looking at the scene of Jason War, Krokdal exhaled a cigarette and his brow wrinkled slightly.

"It's too slow, we have to make a quick decision. Otherwise, it will be a little trouble to alarm the guards around."

Of course, it is just a matter of trouble.

"That's the hand!"

Terenceu nodded, the rifle lifted and pulled the trigger.

"boom!"

The dull gunshot sounded, and a hitter snorted and fell to the ground.

Krokdal's black robe fluttered, striding forward, his right hand raised, and shook his hand toward the front.

As he moves, the lifelike crocodile on his shoulders drifts into the sky with the wind, whizzing toward the front.

In the blink of an eye, these sand grains form a long rope-like thing that reaches the eyes of the beaters.

"Shacks!"

The low voice sounded, and Crockdale grabbed his right hand.

"Scratch!"

"Ah!"

At the same time, the bone fracture and the painful sound rang, and the ropes that were divided into dozens of sand ropes instantly bound a large number of thugs and directly smashed them to a place three meters above the ground.

"call!"

Slowly spit out a cigarette, and Krolockal’s voice rang again.

"Cream!"

A strange force stretched the sand rope, and it reached the bounded **** and then spread.

"Hey!"

In a twinkling of an eye, a large number of thugs' bodies quickly dribbled into a corpse, and their expressions solidified into a mummy.

Konan Si, who saw this scene, and everyone behind him, his face changed greatly and he was terrified.