Fist Godzilla

Chapter 247 Your Mom Is Dead
Japanese book.

Bai Tangjing sat cross-legged on the wooden floor, and slowly opened his eyes.

In the spacious hall, behind him are Saeko and Garuda.

The sorrowful echo that Baitang was bursting out from the bottom of his heart woke everyone up.

Both women looked at Bai Tangjing's back with worried eyes, especially Saeko's.

"It's all right."

Bai Tangjing's steady voice temporarily relieved the two women.

No matter how strong they are, they can boil a deep-water port in an instant, or they can cut a section of Mount Fuji with a single knife.

They will eventually worry about their loved ones, and even go crazy.

Behemoths are never supernatural beings. They are full of humanity.

This is also the reason why Baitangjing lost his mind and sent the "Yuanshen" across the ocean.

He could have spoken with pure thoughts, rough and mixed, but his words were clear.

But after feeling the child's sadness, he immediately sent out the energy body all the way.

Because there is no substitute for physical contact.

Only in this way can he hold Bai Tangzheng in his arms.

The comfort and pat from the father can bring a sense of security to the young, as is the case with most cubs in nature.

That is a double sense of security derived from the mind and genes.

"So Xiaozheng has made a choice?"

Saeko still asked worriedly.

The primordial spirit of Baitangjing has not practiced to the point where he can completely separate and direct from the physical body, so when his energy body speaks on the African continent, his physical body in Hinomoto also repeats it.

Saeko and Garuda heard clearly that Bai Tangjing asked Xiaozheng to make a choice.

Should he smash that dark and ruthless world by himself, or let his father do it himself.

Bai Tangjing did not answer directly.

"Although Xiaozheng has superhuman insight and wisdom, he is still a child."

If it is an ordinary family, the term "still a child" is mostly used by parents to wipe their children's ass.

But in this family, there is only one solution to that phrase.
These brats are going to do big things!
"but."

Hesitant words came out of Garuda's mouth.

She is not like Sam, who cares about the overall situation of the world. Those giant beasts and powers who have ambitions but dare not jump, are not as good as a finger of Baitang mirror in her eyes.

What she was worried about was purely the child Bai Tangzheng.

"After all, Xiaozheng only has 15 horsepower. This kind of talent is very strong, but is it right to face the opponents of the older generation?"

Saeko put her hand on Garuda's shoulder and shook her head slightly.

"And Sam's there, and nothing can go wrong with his strength. And"

As she said that, the eyes of the purple-haired beauty revealed a complicated expression mixed with distress and pride.

"Xiao Zheng, who has already comprehended 'sorrow', will not lose to those ordinary people even if his strength is at a disadvantage."

"Eh?!"

Garuda let out a lovely exclamation.

After all, she and Bai Tangzheng were separated by a layer of blood, which caused her to only feel the deep sadness, but did not perceive something deeper.

Bai Tangjing still sat cross-legged on the floor, silent.

Although there has been no fighting in Africa yet, in his eyes, there is no suspense about the result.

What he has to do now is to focus on the aftermath of the incident.

——"The world's strongest" has not appeared in the eyes of the world for ten years, and the deterrent power will naturally become weaker and weaker with the passage of time.

But it doesn't matter.

The tiny ice crystals, like diamond dust, shone with vitality in front of the man's eyes.

The light reflected in his pupils was deep and cold.

The difficulty of establishing deterrence has always been the lack of strength, and for him
This is not a problem at all.

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African continent, Serbia.

A new day has begun, when the sun is still unclear, and when the cold air of the night has not been dispelled.

Two figures, one big and one small, appeared on the main traffic road of the city.

It's Sam, and Bai Tangzheng.

Sam's stubble and hair are still tousled, and he's still wearing his outdated old-fashioned exoskeleton.

But after last night, most of his wanderlust has subsided.

It's not that what happened last night changed his character, but that he is soberly aware of how his next actions will have a profound impact on the international order.

So get serious unconsciously.

A blade-like earnestness lurking beneath the vagrancy.

This swordsman has already practiced "Xinyin Liu Art of War" to the bone.

But at this time, he was one body behind, looking deeply at the bouncing boy in front of him.

Bai Tang was upright, as if he had just set foot on this land, with a kind smile on his face.

The only change, it seems, is the metal clip on his left earlobe.

The emotions that were on the verge of collapse last night were greatly relieved when he was caught in his father's arms.

And Bai Tangjing's enlightenment made him relax and strengthen his body and mind.

Not forgetting the sadness, not forgetting the darkness he had detected last night.

The child chose to re-examine and face the world with a firm fighting spirit and an optimistic attitude.

Use your courage to fight against the unknown future.

He saw the darkness of the world, and was ready to declare war on them with a laugh.

"It's really strong like a monster."

Sam followed Bai Tangzheng's footsteps, looked at him and muttered.

15 horses strong?

For ordinary people, creatures that can carry out orbital airborne without protection are of course strong!

But for the strong people who are emerging in an endless stream, this is just the beginning of strength.

The "strong" that Sam refers to is Baitang's upright heart and spirit.

Optimism and firmness may lead this child to a far place that no one knows.

Thinking wildly in their minds, in this city that has not yet awakened, the two came to the vast palace group again in a short while.

The ordinary people guarding the gate is in line with the excellent matching mechanism in the African region.

Seeing Sam's attire holding a cold weapon, and Baitang's aura of a rich and noble family, he simply pretended not to see it.

The strong and the rich, how could they do bad things?

scattered scattered.

Entering the palace group unimpeded, Bai Tangzheng even smiled and waved to the military head.

The other party immediately responded with a mouthful of big white teeth.

I don't know what kind of thoughts came here for the two people, one big and one small.

Once again in the magnificent palace complex, Sam put his wrist on the handle of the knife and walked leisurely.

"Have you thought about it, Ah Zheng? To what extent?"

"What degree?"

The jumping boy turned around with a puzzled expression.

Sam raised an eyebrow.

"You haven't thought about it, have you? Kill the person who attacked your friend, or kill the king here, or something else?"

"No, of course I did. What really surprised me was, is there anything to discuss?"

"What do you mean?!"

Baitang's understated answer made Sam suddenly feel uneasy.

That's the feeling you get when things go the way you didn't expect.

"Kill them all."

".?!"

Sam stared blankly at the normal-looking child.

"Yes, all the powerful giant beasts were killed."

"Uncle, my actions are not just out of personal grievances."

"Every one of the giant beasts here, every single one, has the blood of people like Rodin on their hands."

The kid's smiling face was the same as usual, but the firm killing intent in it was completely different.

"I'm here for Rodin, but for all 'Rodin'."

Sam pursed his lips and said nothing more.But his wrist was no longer on the handle of the knife, instead, he grasped his own Murasame with his palm.

".Understood."

Blood-red lightning wrapped around the exoskeleton and the Murasame knife like a swimming snake.

Just at this time, a person who took two people to visit the palace group during the day yesterday appeared on the road ahead.

He is one of Serbia's behemoths and a veritable ruler.

The silver-white prosthetic arm waved friendly.

Exquisite workmanship shows the value of this arm.

The opponent who already possessed the power of 31 horses should have solidified the power of the giant beast through the prosthetic body long ago.

But the prosthetic body is still preserved, which means that this arm has a function that he doesn't want to give up.

Yinshou smiled politely, but actually approached, wanting to find out why the two of them came here again today after paying their respects to the pier.

"Good morning, both of you!"

Silver Hand, who was approaching slowly, didn't respond to Sam who was rushing towards him silently.

But when he saw that Sam's arm was not as usual, casually resting on the handle of the knife.

And that famous red knife is still entwined with blood-colored thunder!

Silver Hand's pupils suddenly shrank without any hesitation.

[31 horsepower · uranium energy rays]!
This is the decisiveness that emerged from the period of chaos in Africa.

Regardless of any background or involvement of the opponent, a slow step is inevitable death.

So whenever you feel threatened, do it!
Therefore, as long as you do it, you must greet "killed"!

The silver arm deformed in an instant, forming a focusing device on Sam.

The raging and fiery titan energy is directly output as a powerful titan attack!

The brightness brought by the high temperature and heat makes the sun that is still climbing the horizon look dim!

As soon as the orange-red energy ray appeared, all the vegetation around Silver Hand was reduced to fly ash.

The ground was dented by the recoil and then melted by the aftermath.

In addition to the keen senses of giant beasts, the first thing that reacted in this palace group was the extreme temperature difference alarm!

The entire palace complex, the air of nearly two square kilometers has been heated up by 11 degrees Celsius because of this emission line!
The brilliant and glorious rays are like the brilliance of facing the sun.

But Bai Tang was still walking briskly, and Sam was still walking in silence.

"bass!"

It's just that a blood-red fan suddenly appeared.

Emerged from Sam's waist.

That was the afterimage left by Murasame in the air because the color was too bright.

"The Radiance of the Sun" was split straight down the middle.

The strength remained unabated, and the blood-red fan covered Silver Hand's brain and heart.

There was not even a chance for sparks to burst out, the crushing Titan energy followed a strange trajectory and rushed into Silver Hand's body.

The man is still standing, but dead.

A powerful giant beast who could recover within half an hour even if most of his body was crushed, died.

It took 0.0023 seconds.

His orange-red [uranium energy ray] was cut open because of the angle, but it also pierced through all obstacles all the way, extending to the ground nearly ten kilometers away.

A whole lava lake was created!
It can only be said that fortunately this angle was chosen by Sam, otherwise more than half of the people in the whole city would have died in this instant, right?

Sam sheathed the knife, and Bai Tang passed by the corpse as if nothing had happened.

"Wow! Letting 30 horses die in an instant is a remarkable improvement, Uncle."

"The qualitative change of Nianqi has not yet been completed, and the imagery meridian system is a bit too difficult for me. But I still have a little confidence in purely speaking about swordsmanship."

One big and one small chatted and walked.

But neither the chat nor the walk lasted long.

All giant beasts with keen perception and super action power arrived at the scene in the first 0.05 seconds of the battle.

More than a dozen supersonic humanoid creatures sprinted at low altitude.

There is no avoiding obstacles, and no living people standing in the way.

Everything is as soft as mist in front of the body of the giant beast.

It wasn't until all the strong men arrived at the scene that the appearance and sound of the palace group being knocked down in the distance came over as if it was a beat behind.

The towering and huge dome of the palace fell down, and a grand and beautiful cloud of dust burst up.

The blood and minced meat of people or animals crushed to death by the supersonic wind were scattered on the huge palace building like bright red flower decorations.

The collapse of the building was still happening under the chain reaction, but the atmosphere and mind of everyone present seemed to freeze.

The "chi chi" sound of the prosthetic body being brought into a high output state, and the "buzz" sound of the Titan's energy activity in the body being enhanced.

Everyone tensed up.

But at this moment, a voice with a Hong Kong accent interjected.

"What are you doing! What are you doing!"

Velcro is still dressed in African style.

Like an anxious ordinary person, he hurriedly squeezed in from the outside.

While squeezing, he slapped his subordinates on the back of the head at the same time.

It looks like a parent who is teaching a child a lesson.

"This is a distinguished guest! Don't you understand the honored guest? Go to the street!"

"Because of a misunderstanding, the sword is on the verge of breaking out? Others think that I, Lao Wei, are as timid as a chicken!"

Every time I say a word, I twitch the back of my head.

It made Velcro look like a much-loved, if not prestigious patriarch.

As for those giant monsters who look like doormats in comedy movies, the cruel murderous intent and nervous vigilance in their eyes reveal the essence of African powerhouses.

They are all war lunatics.

Velcro's informality and charlatanism are acting.

The acting is actually pretty good.

But there were more than ten people present, and everyone knew that he was acting.

He knew it himself.

And he will continue to act.

Velcro turned to Sam with a broad smile.

"Brother Sam, this kid accidentally raised his braids, and you happened to be by his side, which made the brothers think...haha!"

Velcro first pointed to the silver-handed corpse that was still standing, and then rubbed his hands together in a philistine manner. Those white eyes were deeply sunken into the eye sockets, full of sincerity, trust and tolerance.

"It's all a misunderstanding, isn't it?"

"This kid died in neither the place nor the time. It's his fault for all the mistakes, but brother Sam, if you hurt everyone because of a fool who rushed to the street, it's my fault!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand quite generously.

"That's it! I have to apologize to you for his untimely death! You will definitely accept it when the time comes! You are satisfied!"

Velcro looked at Sam with affection.

Full of regret.

It seemed as if he was really ashamed of the "sudden death" of his subordinates regardless of occasion or time.

But Sam, as the person directly facing him, also feels a little special "something".

--threaten.

You killed my people, but stop here, we can still keep the water in the river.

If the gift is given, the acquaintance must accept it.

Will Sam agree?

The Rogue scratched his stubbled chin and realized it.

I can't be the master of this!
So an immature child walked past Sam and stood between Vickroe and Sam.

Even Velcro looked down, as if asking for advice.

The child's smile was bright and kind, and he was courteous from the first time they met.

And now, he spoke.

"your mother died."

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