One Piece Chapter 647 Discussion Thread

didn't think of anything else at all. In his impression, Lin Qinight did not have any forbidden ruins in this respect, so this magical spatial disorder should be the power of some forbidden object on..."it's raining!"

under the black murder team building, more than 30 black cars and seven or eight vans are parked quietly, each full of heavily armed black murder team members.

Ken Asakura stood under the car and looked at Rain Water dripping in the sky. He was surprised and said, "it's going to rain on such a fine day"

Shen Qingzhu, sitting in the back seat, looked at the sky, narrowed his eyes slightly, flicked the burning cigarette out of the window, and the black window rolled up automatically.

"go." He spoke faintly.

"Yes!"

Ken Asakura immediately got on the bus, connected to the channels of all the vehicles through the walkie-talkie, and shouted:

"Let's go!"

Boom--!

more than 40 engines buzzed at the same time, bright lights came on, and vehicles tore through the dark night and galloped away like roaring beasts in the rain!

Rain,

is the signal agreed between Lin Qi and Shen Qingzhu.

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Black Indus Club.

Uncle Kyosuke held the crying pomelo Linai and glanced faintly into the darkness of the corner.

he gently touched pomelo Linai's head, smiled and said:

"Little pomelo pear, the club is a little dirty, uncle needs to be reorganized, can you and Xiao Jin go and buy some glue and detergent for uncle"

Shaddock Lina looked up, red circles under his eyes and asked

"can it really be repaired"

"Yes."

". Well, all right. "

Shaddock Linai loosened Uncle Jingjie, who gave Xiaojin a look. Xiaojin took pomelo Linai by the hand and walked slowly into the distance.

Uncle Kyosuke stopped at the door of the dark club for a long time in the empty street, raised his feet and walked slowly into it.

time goes by minute by minute.

about five minutes after Pomelo Linai and Xiaojin left, several cars drove into the street. Mr. well, with more than a dozen of the Hanchuan family's men, quickly got out of the car and slammed the door.

"are you sure Are they back " Mr. well asked.

"sure, our people are watching here all the time."

"do you see the target"

"I see that the descendants of Shaddock Peel Heizhe are indeed here, and there can be no mistake."

"what about Asahi Seven Nights"

"the man watching said that as soon as they came back, Asahi left with another person for seven nights. I don't know where he went. Now no one in this store should be able to stop us."

"good."

with a glimmer of refinement in his eyes, Mr. Jing turned his head and said to his men behind him, "get the guys together, and let's go get the guys!"

A dozen people, armed with their own weapons, rushed to the door of the Black Indus Club. As soon as they stepped into the door, they stood in the same place.

in the middle of the dark restaurant, rickety tables and chairs piled up like a hill, with light bulbs flickering overhead and sparks spattering from time to time to illuminate the dark restaurant for a moment.

A middle-aged man is sitting quietly on that hill, with a withering red rose in his sequined suit pocket.

A bright light bulb projected his back on the pale wall behind him, like a demon standing on a sea of blood on the mountain of corpses. He quietly gazed at the dozen people who broke into the club, his eyes narrowed slightly.

in the darkness, his cold eyes seemed to contain a furious lion.

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in the rain.

A hasty cell phone ring suddenly rang.

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Yugong Qinghui was stunned, he reached out and took the phone out of his pocket and put it in his ear to connect it.

"Hello"

"Rain Palace!" I won the game today! I foretold a big secret! " The excited voice of Sing Jian Xiang came from the other end of the phone.

Yugong Qinghui frowned, "if you predicted the location of the Hanchuan family, we have found it."

"that's not it!" Xing Jian Xiang took a deep breath and said, "what I predicted today is …"... 'Pomelo pear black Zhe broke the game and killed [Pure Land] again! "

"what did you say"

Yugong Qinghui froze in place.

"right! I'm surprised if it's right! If this prediction is correct, the last prediction about the death of Shaddock Black Zhe is wrong! Maybe he's not dead at all! " The more he spoke, the more excited he became.

". I know, "Yugong Qinghui took a deep breath and calmed down the disturbed mood." I have something to do now. I'll call you when I'm done. "

then he hung up the phone.

"what's wrong" Lin Qinight asked.

"the unreliable prophet said, 'Pomelo Heizhe will break the game and kill the Pure Land again'."

"pomelo pear Heizhe" Lin Qi-night frowned. "isn't he dead"

"now, maybe not." Qinghui of Yugong said as he walked, "when I heard the news of his death, I didn't believe it. How could the fierce man who could have killed the Pure Land with three knives could have been so easily killed by the oracle" in order to prove this idea, I specially asked the prophet to verify this matter again. The result of

is still positive, so I have believed that he is really dead ever since. "

"that is to say, his last prediction was exactly 50% wrong"

"that's right."

"maybe his prediction is wrong this time, too"

"Yes. But at least, he gave us this possibility and opened up another way of thinking. "

"if pomelo pear Heizhe is not dead, but, as predicted, he is laying out, then what exactly is this game, and what will be the purpose of this game"

as they pondered, they had come to the edge of the original Ghost Fire Club. They looked up at the nightclub glowing neon under the night sky, their eyes narrowing slightly.

"the matter of pomelo pear Heizhe will be discussed later. Now, let's do what is in front of us first."

"Shen Qingzhu's people... It should be almost there. "

Boom--!

on the other side of the street, more than 30 cars sped past, and the buzzing sound of cars in the middle of the night had long attracted the attention of the Hanchuan family in the nightclub, who quickly mobilized their hands and swarmed toward the street.

more than two dozen cars pulled out of the parking lot of the nightclub and galloped into the street, blocking the driveway completely and blocking the way for the black murder group vehicles.

"that's a lot of hands." Inside, Asakura squinted at the dazzling lights in front of him, frowned, picked up the walkie-talkie and said,

"stop, get out of the car!"

more than 40 cars of the black murder team parked in front of the car wall away from Hanchuan's house, the bright lights on both sides shone on each other, almost the whole road was as bright as daylight, and the dull and dense sound of closing the door sounded. One by one, the black murder team members dressed in black got out of the car, took their own weapons, and walked coldly toward the opposite car.

the Hanchuan family also got off one after another, and the two groups just stood on the large open space illuminated by headlights, confronting each other.e time""in theory, but there seems to be a limit to the carrying capacity of 'King's Blood'. According to his own conjecture, his' King's Blood'is not pure, and his limit is to use seven evil knives a...