Chapter 64 The Ultimate Fight in Hell

Hannibal slammed it with a punch, and his fists were entwined with jet-black armed domineering. It hit the chest of the fat pirate in front of him firmly.

But the punch had no effect on the fat prisoner.

"Isn't the superintendent of Jinjin City no more than that?" The fat prisoner sneered. Thick hands pinched Hannibal's arm. Another hand grabbed the collar of Hannibal's Warden's uniform and lifted him up.

"If it weren't for the large number of you." Hannibal gasped heavily, "How could you trample on the majesty of justice?"

"Winners and losers, this is the truth taught to us by your world government." A prisoner walked out from Fat Tiger's side, with hideous scars on his face.

"That's the truth."

He took off the prison clothes on his upper body, revealing the scars all over his body, most of which were whip wounds, mixed with some bullet marks and sword wounds.

There is not even a piece of complete skin all over the body.

Before he was captured, this man was known as a tough guy in the sea. After being captured by cp0, the secret organization of the world government, he didn't have the slightest fear.

Ken, the director of prison in Advance City, was very interested in this kind of hard bone, and took extra care of him a lot.

Of course, this kind of "care" is full of malice.

"Hmph! Advancing the city is nothing more than that. Udi, you take the brothers to open the gate of infinite hell, and leave it to me to deal with it." Fat Tiger snorted coldly, holding Hannibal's collar tightly with one hand, The other hand gradually turned black.

Armed color has been wound!

And Udi didn't say a word, turned around and left here. Hannibal was not his main target of hatred. On the contrary, he quite appreciated Hannibal's gesture of hitting a stone with an egg and flying a moth to a flame.

It's a pity that the two parties will never have the chance to drink together.

"Then, I'll send you to die!" Fat Tiger punched out, and the huge fist smashed Hannibal's head with incomparable power.

In the previous wheel battle, Hannibal's last sliver of strength had long been exhausted. Now he was dying, and he didn't even have the thought of resisting, and slowly closed his eyes.

When he was a student, his teacher talked about the parting of his comrades. When talking about this, the teacher's tone obviously paused, and then continued.

"As a guardian of justice, life and death with relatives and friends is inevitable. I once bid farewell to three comrades-in-arms within a week."

"One is my teacher, and the other two are my brothers from childhood!"

"But if we are afraid because of this, then who will protect the justice of this world?"

"If one day I have to die, I hope I die for justice!"

Hannibal remembered the resolute face of the teacher when he said this.

"I'm like this, is it considered a sacrifice for justice?" Hannibal murmured when he was dying. There was just a hint of annoyance in his tone.

"It's a pity that your plot was not stopped."

Clang!

The expected severe pain did not come, and Magellan opened his eyes, but the fat prisoner's sure-to-kill fist was stopped by a rapier.

"You haven't become director yet, how could you die like this!" A soft voice sounded in front of Hannibal.

Domino, who was wearing a guard system, turned around and shouted at Hannibal.

"Cheer up! Future Director!"

After the long sword blocked Fat Tiger's fist, Domino withdrew his sword, and then aimed at Fat Tiger's hand grabbing Hannibal's collar in a thunderous manner, and chopped it off.

"Instant sword, cut everything!" This is a move she learned in the previous battle without that strong prisoner.

By continuously slashing at the same part, it can break through such helpless and tyrannical defenses as Armed Color.

"You're looking for death!" Fat Tiger's face was gloomy, and when the woman in front of him withdrew her sword, he had a clear insight into the opponent's purpose.

Shout out in front of me? joke!

Fat Tiger turned around, threw Hannibal in his hand into the sky, then wrapped his hands in jet-black armor, clasped his hands together, and clamped Domino's long sword in the posture of a Buddha.

What a power! Domino secretly thought, and tried to draw the sword out with his hands, but the favorite sword, which is usually easy to handle, is now as if poured with molten iron, and does not move at all.

Domino has nothing to do with Fat Tiger, but it doesn't mean that Fat Tiger has no means to deal with Domino!

Hannibal, who was flying in mid-air, shouted.

"Be careful, his armed color is extremely tyrannical, don't exchange injuries with him!"

Fat Tiger's forehead became round and smooth, as if wearing a dark forehead guard on his forehead.

"Wu Tiger Cone!" Fat Tiger smashed his forehead at Domino's slender body, and with the momentum of a head-cone, he didn't even worry that he would be injured at all.

How confident is this in yourself?

Domino's sword was restrained by the fat tiger, and there was no way to hide this head cone. Unless she is willing to give up her sword.

But for a swordsman, if he discards his saber in the face of a strong enemy, that is the greatest insult to the swordsman.

Taking ten thousand steps back, a swordsman who has lost his sword, what can he use to suppress the powerful enemy in front of him?

"Navy Six Styles-Paper Painting!" Among the naval secrets, a special defense technique is to make one's body as soft and light as a piece of paper, and avoid the enemy's attack by using the principle of the piece of paper being blown away by the wind. attack.

The reason why he didn't use iron blocks with stronger defensive power was because Domino was self-aware. He knew that Hannibal, who was much more armed than himself, would not be able to please this enemy.

Isn't it self-inflicted humiliation to be like a two-legged cat armed with color?

"It's useless! The Sixth Form of the Navy is a joke in the face of absolute strength!" Fat Tiger sneered, the hands holding the long sword in Domino's hand suddenly parted, the palms of both hands were wide open, and they used the paper like swatting mosquitoes. Painted dominoes shot past.

"And there is an absolute gap between me and you!" Fat Tiger said condescendingly, his tone as if he was pronouncing the death of the enemy.

There was really no way to hide, Domino could only grit his teeth and let go of the hilt of the long sword with both hands, and the armed color was wrapped around his slender and white arms.

She wants to use her tender arms to resist the fat tiger's great strength!

Fat Hu showed a cruel smile. He has never been a person who cherishes beauty and beauty. Fat Hu has already thought of the picture of the beauty in front of him being photographed as meat sauce.

Fat Tiger's palms slapped in mid-air with whirring momentum, and suddenly stagnated slightly. Fat Tiger's face was a little ugly, and he forcibly changed the slapping of his hands to pushing.

Although the strength was still enormous, it was not as deadly as before. Fat Tiger pushed the domino more than ten meters away and hit the wall heavily.

"Hey, hey, hey." The gate on the sixth floor was pushed by countless prisoners with concerted efforts.

Finally, the door was slowly pushed open.

Sorry sorry, it's late. The format of the characters coded by mobile phone in the high-speed rail may be a bit uncomfortable, I will change it later