Dragon Ball Guilty

A year has passed in a hurry.

As a metropolis on earth, Xidu often attracts the favor of some criminals, and incidents of various sizes occur almost every day.

Buzz, buzz, buzz the siren sounded, and police cars arriving one after another stopped on the roadside. Passers-by stopped one after another and stood aside to watch the excitement. Suddenly, noisy discussions started one after another.

The leading policeman raised his loudspeaker and shouted: Don't move, we are the guards of Xidu. Put down your weapons, otherwise we will use force to solve the problem!

I saw the door of a luxury jewelry store being pushed open, and a group of armed robbers laughed wildly after hearing the police's advice, completely ignoring the police who were responsible for public security.

If you don't want to die, get out of the way! the leader of the bandit gang threatened in a cold voice. After saying that, he raised the machine gun in his hand and pointed it at the sky, firing continuously burst, burst, burst. Demonstrate to the police.

The robber's behavior immediately caused panic among the citizens, and the piercing screams echoed in the streets. When the leader of the robbers saw the result he expected, he laughed wildly, and the robbers beside him also laughed in response.

The policemen hiding behind the car looked at each other. A colleague who looked older than the policeman said: What should I do? This group of robbers has very strong firepower. It would be bad if the safety of the citizens is involved!

Let's obey them first and make way for them! The policeman who heard this said helplessly.

Just when the robbers were proudly watching these cowardly policemen cower, a purple electric light flashed out from the crowd and quickly ran towards the location of the robbers.

What is that? A robber asked in surprise, a blurry image appeared in his sight.

Before the robber could react, he opened his mouth wide and fell to the ground.

What's going on? When the police in the distance saw this scene, they had the same expression of disbelief on their faces as the surprised robbers.

The purple figure shuttled among the gangs of robbers. Every time it stopped, it would knock down a robber. It was like a ghost and no trace could be caught.

Damn it, shoot me! the bandit leader ordered loudly, and the remaining men immediately took action and fired almost blindly around them.

There were constant shouts of grabbing, and the deadly tongues of fire were shooting wildly. On the face of each robber, there was a ferocious look of not caring about human life. The scene suddenly became chaotic, and the onlookers could not help but run for their lives in all directions, while the police had to take measures to maintain the chaotic order.

The robbers' actions may have had an effect. No one fell down anymore. All the robbers burst out laughing arrogantly, and the machine guns in their hands sprayed wantonly.

In vain, the purple figure stayed in place, his appearance clearly reflected in the sights of the robbers and police.

I saw the person coming, with a head of broken purple hair, a delicate face, and a pair of sharp eyes. A strange light shone between his eyebrows, giving people a sense of intimidation.

Damn it, it turns out he's a kid! The leading robber spat on the ground, glanced at the purple-haired young man angrily, and then ordered his men: Look out for me and shoot him! After saying that, the robber looked at the purple-haired young man. The machine gun in his hand was pointed in the direction of the young man, shooting wildly.

For a time, gunpowder smoke filled the air, and bullets and bullets surrounded the young man. Almost everyone did not think that anyone could survive in this situation.

A few minutes passed, and the silence was terrifying. The air was filled with suffocating chills. Whether it was the robbers, the police, or the citizens, they all saw an incredible sight.

The purple-haired young man was not dead, and there was not even a speck of dust on his body. The ground was filled with bullets emitting white smoke.

One of the robber's subordinates tried to shoot again, but only the sound of an empty barrel was left. He couldn't help but said in horror: Boss, there are no more bullets!

Monster, this guy is not a human being! the bandit leader said in fear. He felt his body trembling and a layer of goose bumps appeared on his skin. This was the first time he met someone who was not afraid of bullets. If not, To explain this phenomenon, UU Reading www.uukanshu. ｎnet can only say that the other party is a monster.

The purple-haired young man sneered: I'm very happy to meet you today. You turned out to be the monster I was looking for so hard.

No one understood what the weird the young man meant, but like the robber, they all regarded the purple-haired young man as a monster.

Abruptly, the purple-haired young man pointed a finger at the location of the robber. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, a touch of cruelty was written on his face, and he uttered five words: Spiral aura, open! Only the purple-haired young man's finger was visible. Suddenly a red light burst out, and the bright red light seemed to make the air tremble. The next moment, the red light formed a circle of threads where the robber was.

The group of robbers first felt the ground shaking, and the strong sense of oppression made their bodies feel as painful as being torn apart. Then, the whorls gradually became apparent, and the robbers screamed uncontrollably.

After the screams, almost instantly, all the clothes on all the robbers were gone. There were countless bloody wounds on their naked bodies. Their wounds were even bleeding after they fell to the ground.

The purple-haired young man smiled, and his smile was so bright that it made all the people watching feel creepy for no reason.

Ignoring everyone's astonishment, the purple-haired young man walked straight towards the police and said softly: Next time if there is such a good thing, remember to find me!

After a long time, when the policeman came to his senses, the purple-haired young man had already walked away.

The policeman picked up the loudspeaker beside him and shouted: Your name is...

Feng Zi! A voice floated in the distance, and the figure of the purple-haired young man gradually disappeared at the end of the street.

(Well, the weather in Harbin is really not flattering. I catch a cold almost every winter and feel depressed.)