"Hmm? Why does it smell so heavy?"

A breeze blew, and among the few people who were still watching outside, someone suddenly moved his nose and said.

"What else can I do? Sanji's pervert must have dismembered the poor little guy. Last time there was a newcomer, he had to see it, but when he came out, he even vomited bile, hahaha..."

"There are figures over there."

"It should be Sanji and the others who are back."

"No! There is only one person, and the height is much worse."

Just as they turned their eyes carefully, Dior had already condensed the ripples between his legs and began to accelerate.

"It's the boy who was taken away!"

The moment Dior suddenly accelerated to escape from the darkness, the people standing outside had recognized him and saw his hatchet dripping with blood!

Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!

However, the next moment, the silver sword light instantly slashed across the necks of the four of them, completely cutting off their shouts.

As the four heads fell to the ground, the strong smell of blood here finally attracted the attention of the enemy.

"Domi is dead, and Bruce is dead, there are enemies!"

"Shoot, shoot quickly! Here!"

There was a dense gunshot immediately when Dior was located. At least dozens of people quickly came out of the room and joined together. The meat mountain finally stood up. Its height was at least two meters. It looked extremely scary from a distance, like a monster.

After being discovered, Dio simply stopped playing assassination and rushed to the few people who were shooting at him.

"court death!"

In their opinion, Dior's suicide charge from the bunker was completely seeking death. At this moment, at least ten pistols were pointed at him and started shooting.

Bang bang bang bang...!

However, a shocking scene appeared. Some of the bullets were split by him with the tattered hatchet. The remaining bullets hit him without any dull sound. Instead, they were bounced away directly, as if he was wearing an invisible layer of steel armor!

In just a distance of more than ten meters, Dior rushed into the crowd almost in the blink of an eye, then swung the rusty hatchet and started a bloody killing!

The rusty hatchet that looked obviously blunt in Dior's hand was like a scythe of the god of death. Anything blocked in front of its forward line would be split with one knife!

As the last few people were split into two straight with guns and people, a huge panic instantly enveloped the remaining survivors!

"Devil, he is the devil! The devil crawled out of hell and took revenge on us!"

"Monster...monster, run!"

"Calm down, calm down, fire me, fire me!"

The scene suddenly became extremely chaotic. Some people wanted to take the opportunity to escape, but they didn't want to face such a nightmare again, but some people shouted wildly and pulled the trigger angrily, trying to kill this invulnerable monster.

In such a chaotic scene, Dior was like a fish in water, and he quickly slashed and killed all the way without any effort. Anyone who blocked him was not in front of him was extremely tragic.

At this moment, the earth trembled and a mountain of meat was slowly walking over.

After seeing his bo.ss appear, for some reason, the remaining people suddenly seemed to have found their backbone, and their fearful expression began to diminish sharply, and they looked at him with fear and fanatical eyes.

"Mutant?"

When Roshan walked to Dior, he suddenly said an imaginative question.

But before Dior could answer, he immediately grabbed Dior with a grim smile.

"Even if you are a mutant, you will die!"

Dior's eyes turned cold, and instead of retreating, he rushed forward with a quick step forward. The hatchet in his hand flashed with silver light and stabbed directly into the "Flesh Mountain".

However, something he didn't expect happened. The sharp hatchet had pierced in, but it seemed like it was stuck in a quagmire and could not extricate itself. Moreover, the other party seemed to have no sense of any sense, and his big hand continued to slap it.

After realizing that something was wrong, Dior immediately gave up the hatchet and pulled out. The other party's palm, the size of a palm fan, slapped directly on the ground, and even smashed a pit of half a meter.

Combined with this power, Dior immediately knew that this mountain of meat must be a mutant, otherwise his attack just now would not be ineffective.

When he looked at it again, he was surprised to find that the hatchet that stabbed into the other person's stomach was taken out of the compost meat by the other person, but he himself was not hurt at all.

“It’s useless, do you know what ‘swamp’ really means?”

While speaking, he broke the hatchet directly, then inserted his hand into his compost meat and stirred it up. Then he actually took out a rocket launcher and pointed it directly at Dior.

After seeing his own bo.ss                                                           �

With a bang, the huge fire directly flooded the location where Dior was standing.

To be honest, this is the first time Dior has seen a mutant with his own eyes, and he is a mutant who looks so disgusting.

However, the opponent's ability is a bit strange. It seems that the compost meat can be wrapped and contained in any object and taken out at any time. This means that physical attacks in general are invalid for it.

"No wonder I am so fat. I don't know if it's a side effect or intentional one."

Dior, who dodged in advance, picked up two stones and threw them at the enemy. Wrapped with ripple energy, these two stones have the power of ordinary rifle bullets.

This time Dior is no longer aiming at the thick fat but the other party's eyes. Even if the other party is so fat that he becomes a ball, it is impossible to make his eyes full of fat.

His guess was correct. Facing these two stones shot at high speed, "Rushan" immediately raised his fat arm and blocked it in front of him, and then the two stones disappeared instantly.

Although this is just a test, it also proves that the other party's ability seems to be not only "containment", but also has a certain ability to absorb impact. However, the fat meat that started to tremble frequently had told Dior that the opponent's ripples were not easy to resolve.

"I said it, it's useless..."

"No, you're dead."

Dior stood still, but the look he looked at the other person seemed to be looking at a dead person.

"Bastard, I'm going to take you..."

boom!

Before he finished speaking, his head was hit directly into his body as if it was hit by a hard hammer!

The [World] quietly appeared in the air. The fist shadows spread all over the sky and began a violent combo from top to bottom. Each punch hit the opponent's head without much fat protection without reservation.

With a bang, it was like a watermelon shattering, and red and white sprayed all over the floor.
Chapter completed!