Begin the Holy Grail War with the Sombra Legion

Roland put his palms together and prayed for Fuyuki City, who was in peace.

Thanks to the poorly regulated public system and the useless police department here, he provided him with such an environment to feast to the fullest. In his hometown, he would not have done so blatantly.

Just as he turned his head and was about to continue talking to that scum named Nozawa, a weak moan interrupted him.

The direction of the sound was the bad leader who was thrown aside by Roland at the very beginning. His jaw had been completely shattered, his palms had turned into a shapeless mass of fleshy mud, and his spine had also been damaged by the close contact with the wall. The fracture caused him to stand up completely, and the blood from the back of his head was still gushing out, but even so, he was still alive and strong.

"I forgot about you, the culprit. You are not dead yet. The life force of insects is unexpectedly tenacious."

"He's a fun little leader in this area. If his mother runs away again, his father doesn't care about him. He doesn't have any future troubles, so he usually acts viciously, and others don't dare to provoke him."

It's a pity that I bumped into your iron plate, Nozawa secretly muttered in his heart, and he still had a smile on his face.

Hearing Roland's words, there was not a single bad leader in his body who was no longer in pain, disregarding the tragic state of his broken jaw, and uttered the words vaguely in his throat.

"Disturb... sip..."

"What is he talking about?" Although he could speak Japanese, it was not his native language after all, and Roland didn't understand the words of the bad leader for a while.

"Perhaps? He's saying forgiveness? He seems to be begging you for mercy." Nozawa said hesitantly.

"Huh?" Roland showed a very surprised expression, "This is what he came to find fault with first, and he actually asked the person he found fault with? It's too despicable! There is no etiquette at all, it's just scum among scumbags. !"

"Didn't you guys cause harm to others before? Did you spare them? Even if you don't have the strength, you have to have a plan to make up your mind. How do you say it in your words? By the way, you have to have the fundamentals. The essence of man."

Roland said this, but he wouldn't say that in the previous week, he had done a lot of himself to find faults on his own initiative.

On the sidelines, Kiwu Tsuji Wumai, who quietly maintained his role as a phantom, had a panoramic view of all this. He also had a certain understanding of the chosen person for the ship of the dead after his contact with Roland this week.

Indifference to life and not feeling guilty for hurting others, Kiwu Tsuji Wumai felt very pleasing to the eye. The most obvious characteristic of Roland was undoubtedly that extreme ego.

He only does what he likes and maintains a two-sided view of most phenomena.

All in all, it's the type who is okay with being oppressed by himself, but absolutely hates being oppressed by others.

This troublesome trait made Guiwu Tsuji Wu Miserable have to seriously consider his attitude towards getting along with Roland. He always put forward ideas and suggestions in a gentle tone, but he would never order Roland. Anyway, Roland was already in line with his goals. Now, Wu Mian thinks that he doesn't need to go in and screw things up.

In the past, he might not be able to do such a thing, but after experiencing being turned into a demon by himself, Tanjiro, who had nowhere to go, still abandoned him without any nostalgia. big change.

Just wait for the development of things. Anyway, since he can be selected, Roland will come to him sooner or later.

Nozawa looked at the scene where his companion who was still talking and laughing this morning became seriously injured and dying in the evening. He didn't have too many feelings for this guy before, but now it has become very complicated.

Roland noticed the change in Nozawa's expression and asked, "Why, are you pitying him?"

"No, it's not, sir," Nozawa immediately realized what kind of mistake he had made. This time, he didn't need the Sombra Corps to do anything, so he knelt down and assumed the posture of sitting under the soil.

If he is dissatisfied with Roland, he can't do it at all. Who can be dissatisfied with a monster that can summon ninjas from the shadows! This is probably a setting that science fiction does not dare to adopt.

What's more, this kind of superficial friend who is between acquaintances and unfamiliar, even if it is not Roland, but someone else, Nozawa will not feel sad.

"It's just that I can't help it. I've known him for two years. When I saw this scene, I accidentally lost my temper. In the words of Zhonghua, it's 'emphasis'."

Nozawa racked his brains and finally remembered the idiom mentioned by the teacher in the Mandarin class that he hadn't taken a few lessons.

"You are really good at learning idioms."

Roland looked at Nozawa, who kept kowtowing his head in the squat posture. He didn't know how to complain, so he could only continue to look at the bad leader.

The evil intent on his face became heavier and heavier, and his eyes filled with fierce light. Since the darkness in his heart was released, Roland became more and more self-conscious.

"You dare to **** my things. This is enough for me to slash you into pieces, but for the sake of letting out a breath today, I'll be a little more merciful."

"Raise your head."

Roland coldly ordered, this voice did not specify a specific target, so Nozawa also raised his head cautiously.

He saw Roland raised his foot, aimed it at the bad boy's head, and stepped on it mercilessly.

The gushing blood splattered Nozawa's triangular face. The thick and thick blood seemed to stick to his face, with a disgusting fishy smell. He wiped it with his hands a few times. Fortunately, it was covered with a layer of blood mist.

Intense discomfort hit his mind, Nozawa's threshold was broken again, UU reading www.uukanshu. com he screamed.

"Blood, blood splattered on me!"

But soon, the scream was interrupted by the desire to gag and Roland's impatient voice.

"It's just that one person died. I wasted my time jumping around there. Blood or something, don't you have it in your own body?"

"Didn't they say before that you only killed people by bullying in the morning? Isn't that the same?"

How could it be the same! Don't you have no blood and no tears? The scene of jumping off the building is still a bit unreal to Nozawa, but this man was trampled like a cockroach in front of him!

Nozawa said to himself in his heart, when he raised his head again, the street light just went dark, and the corpse and blood stains had sunk into the depths of the shadows as if they had sunk into a swamp.

When the street lights came on again, except for the crack on the wall that was hit by the bad leader, there was nothing around. No one would think that there was a tragedy that killed six lives here.

"It's really enjoyable!" Roland stretched and looked at Nozawa, who was paralyzed on the ground, "Not only is he full, but he also has an unexpected harvest."

"In the next time, let's have a good discussion and let go of your price, Master Nozawa."

Roland looked at Nozawa full of teasing, took the convenience bag from Sombra Ninja and walked into the shadows.

From the shadow of the wall, two black shadow ninjas walked out of it, holding Nozawa up on the left and the right, and then followed closely behind.

In the quiet alley, there are only street lamps, still flickering on and off.

(The front is a bit slow, but it is about to enter the main thread.)

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