The Wuji Sword flew away in response to the sound, but it returned to its hands under the guidance of the retractable love.

The butcher was slightly stunned and looked at Smair in surprise. At this time, Bowo, who was standing beside him, also stood up.

After being slashed by Master Yi just now, Baowo's wrist and ankle were cut deep wounds and he fell to the ground half-kneel and struggled. However, relying on the effect of the heart of the core of the earth, Baowo's body was quickly repaired, and he was able to move normally at this time.

Seeing that Bowo had also woken up, Smier was overjoyed and immediately said with a grim smile:

"Bowo, get that fat man solved!"

Smier could feel that the connection between his evil attraction and Bouo was still there, but this time, Bouo did not immediately obediently follow Smier's instructions as usual, but his eyes were filled with confusion. This confusion was different from daze or stagnation, but more like a kind of thinking, like a strong man calmly thinking about his situation and judging the situation in front of him.

Looking at Bouer like this, Smier suddenly felt a bad premonition in his heart.

The enemy also noticed the abnormality of the situation, so of course they were not prepared to give them the chance to react.

The mad dog and the butcher launched an attack at the same time, but this time the mad dog chose Bowo, while the butcher chose Smer.

"Hahaha...Boy, don't think you are the only one who can throw out your weapon! Take it!"

The butcher roared and laughed, and threw the machete in his hand out in an instant. The end of the machete was connected with a long blood-colored iron chain, like a terrifying long snake that turned out from the magma, running straight towards Smer, making bursts of torn and broken roars.

Smier was caught off guard and wanted to dodge. When the machete was approaching, Smier burst into laughter again and was hit by the machete.

Smier's ability resisted some of the damage, but the pain turned into a smile, making his laughter palpitations and terrifying.

At the same time, the end of the butcher knife quickly hooked back. A device similar to a hook claw appeared at the end, hooking near Smair's wound. Then he pulled it hard, and Smair flew towards the butcher irresistibly.

A cruel smile appeared on Smael's face. At this time, the Wuji sword that he had just returned to his hand had fallen to the ground again. The butcher was sure that Smael should have no room for maneuver under such circumstances, so he threw out his butcher's knife to hook Smael.

But what he never expected was that Smair deliberately took off the Wuji Sword again. At this time, he had already wrapped his freely stretched love on the hilt of the sword. According to the effect of this new ability, when the freely stretched love was getting farther and farther away, as long as it did not exceed ten meters, the force of retracting rebound would become greater and greater.

"Come here, young and fresh meat! Let me taste the taste of your thin pork ribs!"

The butcher opened his big mouth, and a strong smell of rotten smell and alcohol immediately burst out. His mouth was full of teeth as sharp as a ferocious shark, and like a narrow steel cone, wrapped with rotten meat that had not yet been chewed. Obviously, there were no one knowing how many people had died in his terrifying gluttonous mouth.

His idea was simple and simple. As long as he pulled Smier over and bite him, Smier would have no room for any struggle, and in the end he would just become a piece of rotting meat on his teeth.

But the butcher was still too simple. When Smair was stretched to the butcher at an extremely fast speed, the invisible sticky body had already dragged the Wuji Sword and was about to stretch to its limit.

"Hahahaha... I want to eat me? Then I have to see if you have such a big stomach!"

Smier grinned and suddenly stretched out his arm. The sticky body that had long been wrapped around his arm had rebounded. The Wuji Sword quickly penetrated into the butcher's direction at an uncapturable speed. The butcher was stunned for a moment. He never expected that the prey he hooked with a chain knife would become an iron piece that he could not chew!

"Boom! Buzzing..."

The butcher's steel teeth collided with the Wuji Sword, blood splattered and light and shadow flickered. The shock like a dusk drum and morning bell made Smer, who was already far apart, feel this bone-skinned pain, but he could only express his sympathy with gloating ridicule.

As death approaches, it is full of fear, full of despair and malice.

The butcher's half mouth was broken and his steel teeth were shattered all over the ground. Although he was not dead, he was attracted and controlled by evil, and he didn't even have a chance to scream. He stood up straight with blood on his face, spitting blood bubbles in his mouth.

Smier looked to the side. He wanted to quickly get rid of this big guy and hunt the husky with Bowo.

But after he saw the situation clearly, he realized that he was really thinking too much. The four words "locking the target" he was about to blurt out were finally not too late to say it.

It turned out that the husky had been torn to pieces by Bowo. This guy's devil fruit had been developed to the third stage of terrifying. Even when he was fighting with Bowo, he had transformed into the most powerful all-beast form, but in the end he was killed instantly and easily solved by Bowo, who had just deteriorated his strength and was seriously injured.

At this time, Bowo, who was covered in blood, slowly turned his head and turned his gaze to Smer.

Smier still had the same face, looking at the other person with a smile, but his face looked a little paler.

The Baowo in front of him was completely different from the guy he thought of who was obedient and extremely stupid. Although he looked a little confused, his eyes were already shining with dazzling brilliance, as bright as a cold star.

"Friend, it seems that you have recovered your mind!" said Smier.

Bowo turned his head and looked at Smair, threw away half of the mad dog's body, shook the warm blood on his hands, and murmured:

"I remember who I am, but I don't know why I appeared here! I should have been taken to Nightmare Prison, why did I appear here?"

Smair was silent for a moment, and he did not answer immediately, because he was not sure where Bouw's memory began to disappear, so he asked:

"Who are you? Why were you sent to Nightmare Prison!"

Bowo rubbed the blood on his fingertips, feeling the warm and delicate feeling rubbing against the gaps of his fingers, and said slowly:

"Because of that despicable guy, he took everything from me and sold me to Nightmare Prison. However, because I stole one of his devil fruits, my body reacted strangely, so that I could easily lose my mind. After entering the prison, those crazy experiments exacerbated my situation. Later, I only remember one day when my mood was completely out of control, and in the end... I couldn't remember later."

Of course, Smier believed Bovo’s statement and finally breathed a sigh of relief. Of course, those ideas that wanted to harm Bovo were just lingering in their minds and had not really put in any practice. Smier’s worries were meaningless.

"Well, we escaped together. You don't understand that you saved you for me. Now that you are awake, it's time to be free! I'm just a little curious, what devil fruit did you eat?" Smair said calmly.

"Animals, Human Fruit, Hulk Form!"
Chapter completed!