"I knew there were people who would attack the athletic slime with confusion. I grabbed the information they were on their way here, and then I rushed to gather people here. It's no coincidence."
Marcella talks as she showers a cold gaze around her.
"The next time I saw your repulsive face, I decided it was time to kill you. I'll make sure it ends here."
"Oh, no... Marcella. Oh, I meant Marcella, and you didn't do anything wrong to Marcella. Why did you have a coup? You don't remember anything being resented. Uh-oh!
Zhou appeals with pity to Marcella, who proclaims in a voice even colder than his gaze.
"That's not all. I was going to forgive Marcella if she was honest with me. I'm sure your men will be dissatisfied, but they tried their best to turn it into a rock and restore the athletic slime to its original robust system."
"Hmm... I'll make it clear to you. I don't have any grudges against you. But, you know, I hate you. I hate all kinds of places. I hate all the good old, hungry places, all the pitiful things you can say in public like that, all the places you get right on track, all the grumpy places, all the places you can't rely on Hiromi, all the places you don't think about the human feelings down there, all the places you're purely stupid!
At first it was Marcella, who was making her laugh stick and talking, but gradually she talked and got annoyed herself, and she only yelled at me in an angry shape for how long.
"Oh, no... Marcella Chan. Oh, you said you loved me, Marcella. Ah. That was all a lie too ~..."
"Oh, my God..."
"What...? Is this some kind of crazy talk fight?
I look at Marcella, who, in contrast, is furious with the circumference that makes me half cry with a pitiful voice, and Ondrei groans with a shudder.
"Then I'll make it clearer for you. You know what I'm called in the organization? A whore who colored a stupid boss and got the executive seat at the immigration minute. This is the reputation I was whispered about within the organization. So, that's true. I slept with a shitty Funya guy like me so many times to get a place in the organization. You didn't realize that at all, were you seriously putting it in me? If so, I laugh. Because I don't want a man like you who doesn't have any shards of charm, a woman who approaches me without a heart!
"Ugh... Wow. Uh-huh. Not much of that. Ahhh. I can't believe I was fooled... I can't believe I was just fooled... I can't believe all that time was a lie. Aww, tell me it's a lie, tell me it's dodgy, Marcella. Aww. So I'll be saved all of it."
Rolling over the asphalt, Zhou cries without himself or the world, letting his hands twitch like a wasting child. Then he crawls to Marcella's side and leads to his feet.
"This guy, come on. Shit."
Circumference's head, Marcella kicks as she pulls the dong.
"Is this my employer..."
I feel like canceling my job right now, Ondrei pushing my forehead. Both the Chinese and immigrant constituents are stunned by the law.
"Die now! You piece of junk!"
Crawling to the ground, around looking up at himself with a distorted face full of tears and snot, Marcella shouted and yelled at him with her angrily distorted face, pulling the trigger.
Many thought Zhou had been killed. Hirofumi and except Zhou himself.
"hahaha...... marcela chi wow......"
Zhou stood beside Marcella's diagonal with a laugh. At the time Marcella pulled the trigger, Zhou was up quickly to avoid the bullet.
"That's too licky for a boulder. You think this is gonna happen to me? Even Marcella can't laugh, and she's annoying."
Zhou jumped into Marcella's nostalgia all at once, grabbing Marcella's gun with his bare hands.
Marcella changed her complexion for a moment. It becomes a face mixed with surprise and fear, and soon realizes the fact, staring hatefully at the circumference from close range. Seeing such a change in Marcella, Zhou laughs when he looks strangely dull.
Pull the gun Zhou grabbed. As Marcella was reflexively deprived of the gun, turning back full of force, Zhou let go of the gun he was grabbing, and Marcella gained too much momentum to butt cake.
"Whoo! Ho ho ho"
Zhou steps on Marcella's abdomen as much as he wants. Marcella gives a grunting voice, folding her body into a letter that leaves her fallen, pressing her belly and coughing into bitterness.
"I knew it. Come on, a woman... it's up to you to give in. Don't you think?
Saying comfortably, Zhou set his aim on Marcella's leg and tried to shoot the gun.
Zhou didn't pull the trigger. No, I couldn't pull it off. Feel the killing and fly right off the spot. Law One was pointing around, shooting a gun.
"Hmm. Are you on these guys' side?
It was Ondrei who raised his voice like that.
Marcella also turns her gaze to Law One. That one obviously looked like such a move, like it helped me. I reflexively remembered my expectations that maybe you'd be on my side.
"No."
Law One denies it in a terminal way.
(Well, I guess so. Why am I expecting sweet expectations... or why am I palpitating so fast?)
When Marcella has a complex look on her face, she realizes around staring at herself like that.
Zhou points the muzzle at Marcella again. Now Marcella's men shot simultaneously and went in to help.
"Oops!
One of the mice spits a liquid bullet over Marcella.
At that moment, Faichi aimed at when that mouse would throw up liquid bullets and shot him in the head with a gun.
The liquid bullet landed a little from Marcella. It melts as the asphalt looks around.
(Hey... that helped me out now too... didn't it? It's a coincidence...)
Marcella, who once again has sweet expectations. Now stronger.
"Isn't this guy hired by Marcella, after all?
With a grumpy face of jealousy rounding out, Zhou said by alternating between Faichi and Marcella.
"I hope so. No, I'm not."
Now I deny it from Marcella. I didn't lie, and I have no reason to lie.
"Then why did you help me?" But you're lying, and it's odd to say otherwise here. There's no reason to lie, is there?
"Yeah. A little bit of your boss can now work his head off, too."
When Zhou looked at Hakufumi and confirmed, Hakufumi said with an impressive face.
"In the meantime, we've all done it already. Oh, don't kill Marcella. I'll collect it and teach you."
When Zhou issues the decree, Zhou's men start attacking simultaneously, and Marcella's men respond accordingly.
There are several men in each other's camp who have been modified into pure children. Paranormal power bearers, flesh-modified Phantom mice and heroic mice wearing flesh-enhanced suits, etc. Many of them are joining the battle without extraordinary powers in the turmoil where they bump into each other's abilities. For now, as long as you shoot a gun, and if you hit it, your opponent will die unless it's even regenerative, and it's a fine force with the non-capable.
Until about a minute and thirty seconds after the battle began, it looked like a five-minute battle, but by the time two minutes passed, the trend in the battle had become clear. There are a large number of casualties on the immigrant side led by Marcella.
"Well, I don't like teeth. Same pattern as always."
Ondrei, who slaughtered a Phantom mouse looking like a mix of dinosaurs and people, bled out of a giant fist and threw up dissatisfied.
Already in these two minutes, Ondrey had made as many as six mice incapable of combat. Having seen how it was far-flung, Marcella found out that the paranormal killer's name was not Dada.
"Hey, you, deal with me. More teething than the rest of them... don't ignore it!
Ondrey speaks to Law One, but Law One concentrated on fighting a fairly handy mouse and couldn't afford to be Ondrey's opponent.
If Ondrei used riot warfare to strike an unexpected blow, I don't think there would be a single one, but Ondrei seemed like the type not to do that, so I don't feel threatened.
"Retreat!
Face distorted by humiliation, Marcella made a decision to retreat. Even as it was visible to lose fighting as it was, he regarded it better to withdraw early before wasting his power on jail.
"You come too! Get over here!
Before retreating, Marcella calls Law One, a loud voice that can also be heard by enemy factions.
Law One followed Marcela and the others silently, retreating while serving as his lord. It was decided that it would be better to retreat here with Marcella and the others.
"You shouldn't chase me. If you go deep, you will be desperately resisted and this one will suffer more."
"I thought so too. Hey, you don't have to chase me. Let him go."
Advised by Hiroshi, Zhou takes control of his men.
"Ugh... Marcella... Glad to see you again, but sad..."
Where the excitement of battle cools, Zhou drops his shoulder disappointed, remembering what Marcella said.
"I've always thought of that bitch the same thing I say, and that would mean she said it. You don't have to worry about it."
"Don't pretend to comfort me and salt my wound. And don't call my Marcella a bitch."
Zhou said with a clear face to Hiroshi, who calls out a gentle voice.