novelonline Chapter 2662 Even his wrinkles exuded a sense of superiority!
Chapter 2662 Even his wrinkles exuded a sense of superiority!
Chapter 2662 Even his wrinkles exuded a sense of superiority!
at this time.
Inside the command room of the flagship of the 5th Division of Spring Rain.
Commander Xiangpu, Shenhuang, and all those present.
They all stared intently at the tightly closed alloy hatch.
Unbeknownst to them, cold sweat began to seep from their foreheads.
They have seen everything that is happening outside through the surveillance footage.
The scene of killing more than 300 people in an instant left Commander Xiangpu feeling suffocated.
Shen Huang realized that he had encountered an extraordinary monster.
This made him sigh inwardly, "Kagura, it seems that Dad is really going to die this time."
"I hope those two boys can take good care of you."
Suddenly, everyone stared wide-eyed at the high-strength alloy door.
A bright red dot suddenly appeared on the surface.
Immediately afterwards, a dazzling golden lightsaber pierced through the door from outside.
Then, it moves horizontally and vertically as easily as cutting tofu.
[Sizzle sizzle sizzle sizzle]
The sound of melting metal was sickening.
All that could be seen was a thick, long lightsaber with a silhouette that was completely different from the current mainstream style.
Cut out a rectangular door that is four meters high and three meters wide.
【Clang! 】
The heavy metal plate collapsed inward with a deafening roar, crashing to the ground.
It just lacked the atmosphere created by the rising dust.
"Excuse me~"
"Is anyone here?"
With a polite greeting, Borsalino, holding the 'Kusanagi Sword', stepped into the command room.
Clean leather shoes clicked crisply on the metal floor.
It's like stepping on everyone's heart.
He lowered his head slightly, his gaze sweeping over the faces of those who looked as if they were facing a formidable enemy, through the glasses on the bridge of his nose.
The final image focuses on Shinko.
This was the aura that made him feel 'disappointed'.
Borsalino tilted his head, pursed his lips, and his languid tone broke the deathly silence once again.
"I'm looking for a gentleman named 'Umibozu'~"
Although his tone sounded polite, and even his expression was somewhat comical.
But in the eyes of Xiangpu, Shenhuang, Nimu and others.
This man, standing at the cabin door, was estimated to be over three meters tall and exuded an aura of oppression.
It's even more terrifying than the most horrifying alien monster in the universe.
"I heard he's really strong~"
"I'd like to invite him back for a cup of tea, or coffee, of course."
In an instant, the air seemed to solidify as if it were made of some kind of high-density gel.
The normally precise instruments emitted a monotonous humming sound.
But at this moment it sounded unusually jarring.
The five Nim people were terrified, their skin glowing a dark reddish-black, and the antennas on their heads trembling violently.
It was still the pale-faced Xiangpu Regiment Commander, who had already drawn his red laser sword from his waist.
Or perhaps they are ordinary technicians.
At this moment, everyone subconsciously focused their gaze on the figure in front of them.
A middle-aged man who looks unremarkable.
He wasn't holding any high-tech explosive gun.
He was only holding a black umbrella that looked quite old.
It was also their last straw.
This is enough to cause the mental breakdown of an ordinary living being.
Faced with terrifying pressure that even makes one's soul tremble.
Shen Huang showed no sign of flinching.
As a hunter who has spent most of his life navigating the cosmos.
He was already used to the feeling of walking a tightrope between life and death.
This time, however, Shen Huang let out a soft sigh.
The sigh was soft, yet it could be clearly heard in the deathly silent room.
It doesn't sound like helplessness when facing a powerful enemy.
It's more like coming home from get off work to find the sink piled high with unwashed dishes.
The exhaustion and resignation of having to do tedious housework.
"Kagura, it seems Dad won't be able to come back this time."
Shen Huang muttered something under his breath.
He then lifted his slightly worn cloth shoes, their soles badly worn, and stepped onto the cold metal floor, taking a step forward.
His not-so-tall figure blocked half of the crowd from view.
This simple action is like building an invisible umbrella.
The oppressive feeling brought by Borsalino was abruptly cut off.
Shen Huang's fingers tightened slightly as he gripped the umbrella handle.
The knuckles turned slightly white from the excessive force.
But his weathered face wore a knowing smile, the kind of smile that comes from someone who's been through it all.
His smile carried three parts self-deprecation, three parts helplessness, and four parts hidden composure.
"As much as I hate to admit it."
"After all, this title now sounds like that of a washed-up idol, which is embarrassing."
"But the person you are looking for is indeed me."
As Shen Huang spoke, he naturally raised his free hand.
He touched the flight cap with goggles on his head.
His movements were slow, with a strange sense of ritual.
It was as if he wasn't patting her head, but rather caressing some rare treasure.
"How about it?"
Shen Huang's tone was self-deprecating and full of his unique sense of humor.
It's like striking up a conversation with a stranger in an izakaya (Japanese pub).
"Although the person standing in front of you now is just a forty-year-old middle-aged man whose hair follicles have all disappeared and who reeks of an inescapable stench of middle age due to the pressure of life, mortgage and car loan and children's education problems."
"But if you look closely through this greasy surface..."
"Shouldn't you still be able to see some of the heroic spirit that once dominated the world and struck fear into the hearts of alien monsters and other powerful beings in those listless eyes?"
These words immediately added an awkwardness to the already tense atmosphere in the command room.
Commander Xiangpu was almost going crazy. What was wrong with this man?
Is this the time to say such things?
They're dying!
What the hell are you talking about, hair follicles, mortgages, and even temperament?
however.
This response was completely out of character for the tense atmosphere, and could even be described as offbeat and humorous.
Borusalino's eyebrows, visible beneath his glasses, were slightly raised.
"Ah~"
“It’s really unexpected.”
Borsalino smirked, a playful glint in his eyes.
His left hand was still in the pocket of his bright yellow striped suit trousers.
Lean back slightly.
He appeared extremely relaxed.
At the same time, the corners of his mouth curled into an enigmatic smile.
"I originally thought you would have a stronger personality."
"Or we should be as vicious as those pirates with bounties of over 100 million."
"did not expect"
He chuckled, drawing out his words, "Such a witty gentleman!"
"This is really great."
"I'm worst at dealing with those hot-blooded idiots who're quick to fight and kill the moment they see me."
Speaking of this, let's talk about this man whose personality is also somewhat eccentric.
It was as if they had bumped into a neighbor in a park, and he took over Shen Huang's words in a very serious manner.
"First introduce yourself."
"Although we've already exchanged greetings, it's better to be more formal."
"I am Admiral Kizaru of the World Government's Marine Headquarters. My real name is Borsalino."
"Speaking of which, I'm already forty-four years old this year."
"Judging from their age, they're a few years older than you."
"Forty-four years old?"
Shen Huang looked surprised.
He squinted slightly, looking Borsalino up and down.
Although there were indeed wrinkles on the other person's face, especially around the eyes and forehead.
But her skin was firm, her figure was upright, and most importantly, she had a lot of energy and spirit.
He doesn't look like a middle-aged man at all.
"You can't tell at all!"
Shen Huang sincerely exclaimed, "I thought you were at most in your early thirties, a young man in the prime of your career."
"It seems that the benefits and treatment of civil servants are indeed better than those of us who wander around the universe."
"Freelancers who are basically struggling to make ends meet are much better off."
"Is this the legendary advantage of being 'within the system'?"
"You take such good care of yourself, even your wrinkles exude a sense of superiority."
(End of this chapter)