One Piece Child Emperor

“You are Bai Tong?” Gambino Gotti looked at the white boy in front of him in a milk-like hood and hesitated.

Bai Tong’s dark black eyes, his eyes flowed, and he nodded, “Uncle, this is the third time, I am Bai Tong.” ”

In the face of Bai Tong’s repeated affirmations, Gambino Gotti finally confirmed the fantastical fact.

“Is that right, the Capone family, now run by a little ghost? Although this little ghost is quite cute, it seems to be of little use. ”

“Hahaha, Capone Becky was probably killed by this imp.”

For the facts in front of them, the Gambino mafia who came back to their senses ridiculed.

Bai Tong turned a deaf ear, licking the lollipop, showing a real smile on his red fluttering little face, and said to himself, “Uncle, if you don’t want your family blood to flow into rivers, let’s put your family under me.” ”

The milky voice sounded, and in an instant, the ridicule and discussion stopped abruptly.

All the Gambino mafia, wide-eyed and small-eyed.

“Is this milk imp kidding? Rivers of blood? Hahaha” A senior Gambino next to Gambino Gotti laughed roughly.

“I’m not kidding.” Without anger, Bai Tong was still immature and shouted, “Uncle, if you don’t surrender, you will really shed rivers of blood.” ”

Responding to Bai Tong’s serious tone were the Gambino mafias, laughing in unison.

“Hahahaha.”

Seeing this, Bai Tong shrugged, spread out his little hands, and looked helpless: “I gave you a chance, uncle, you don’t cherish it, then forget it, kill them.” ”

Bai Tong gave an order, without any hesitation, without dragging mud and water.

Behind him, the thousands of Capone mafias pulled out their guns and pointed them at the Gambino family.

“You dare! Kill me!! Gambino Gotti glared angrily, and the five giants of the West Sea showed their courage.

For a time, under the order of the bosses of both sides, the west sea went to the world, and the storm came at this moment.

Sicily, blue sky, white clouds, fluttering with the wind, snow-white seagulls, soaring into the sky, suddenly a gunshot suddenly resounded in the sky, seagulls like frightened birds, fan snow wings, panic flying away from the distance.

At this moment, the five major mafias in the world under the West Sea, the Capone family and the Gambino family, began a war.

The mafia, which numbered in the thousands, rose and fell under Bai Tong’s order.

Countless dense bullets, between the two mafias, flew at great speed, shooting at the enemy.

The opening of the war, the rain of bullets, the sound of gunfire, the shouts of killing, one after another, the intensity of the firefight, only a few tens of seconds of the war, more than a dozen people were shot by bullets, unwilling, fell to the ground and slept.

This time the battle between the Capone family and the Gambino family, everyone came prepared, everyone was well equipped.

Bullets, guns, as if you don’t want money, crazy strafing, this is the mafia, the fight does not need words, and the subordinates see the truth.

“Kill them all, raise me Gambino!” The top of the Gambino family, roared, picked up the gun, pressed the switch, and bombarded the enemy.

“Boom”

The shells exploded, like thunderstorm bells, bombarded in the direction of the Capone mafia, the emerald green lawn, slammed and exploded, grass and rocks, splashed everywhere, a huge crater appeared, and surrounded by the Capone mafia members who were hit by artillery fire.

On the side of the Capone family, the same real fire, a tall, elephant-like Capone mafia, raised the bazooka, aimed at the dense Gambino mafia, hysterically: “Die, mongrels!!” ”

With a “boom”, bazooka white smoke burst out of the sky, and a cannonball, burst out, cut an arc in the air, hitting the rockery carved in stone in front of Fort Gambino.

Rocks flew everywhere, rocks burst, splashed like bullets, fog and smoke filled the air in an instant, and the bombardment of shells made the Gambino mafia hiding in the rockery as a bunker, screaming and screaming, and their bodies were pierced into hornet’s nests by shell fragments, rock fragments, and holes.

The shelling of Fort Gambino caused Fort Gambino to be filled with smoke and smoke, transforming the battlefield into a smoggy scene.

And in this haze, countless lightning rays flew by, and the sharp sound was endless, which was a dense shuttle of bullets.

The intensity of the war between the two sides is self-evident.

Even in the distant streets of Sicily, you can hear the gunfire from Fort Nagambino.

“Look at Fort Gambino.” A Sicilian street dweller, looking terrified, pointed in the direction of Fort Gambino.

Looking at the trend, I saw the direction of Fort Gambino, the flames were soaring into the sky, smoke and dust were everywhere, and the deafening shelling could still be heard.

At this moment, the scene of Fort Gambino was really fulfilled by the white boy, blood flowed like rivers, and corpses were everywhere.

The green in front of Fort Gambino is surrounded by rockeries, fountains and pleasant scenery, which no longer exists.

Guns and bullets destroyed the place, scattered leaves, rubble everywhere, potholes, scorched earth, and devastated.

Before and after the scenery, the changes are huge and shocking.

Due to the fierce gun battle between the two sides, some of the mafia who ran out of ammunition directly took out the prepared katana and slashed at the enemy, at this time, the fia who fought angrily, thinking in their hearts, even if they die, they will pull a cushion.

The murderous side of the mafia was vividly reflected, and the scene was once crazy and bloody.

The rain of bullets continues, and people are constantly being shot, and some people, in this mafia firefight, show mafia talent and constantly snipe opponents.

And these people, needless to say, are the high-level of the Capone and Gambino families today, who can reach the top of the top five mafia families, and their skills are extraordinary, compared with ordinary mafias, there is a world of difference.

During the hour of the battle between the two sides, Bai Tong did not participate in the battle, and one of them, located at the back of the battlefield, sat on a huge rock, dangling his little feet, licking a lollipop, a pair of smart black eyes, staring at the fire in front of him, with great interest.

The performance he presents is like a bystander, not the fuse and leader of the firefight, he is like God’s perspective, watching and watching, clapping his little hands from time to time.

“This is called mafia fight, it’s fun and fun.”

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