Death Maniac

Chapter 397 I cried...

摪——!
There was a sound of metal and iron clashing, and Wu Biao turned around with some doubts, only to see a little girl with a fanatical expression on her face, holding a long knife... chopping off her own scalp.

Whose brat is this?

Hit the head with a knife when you come up?
Not only did the knife with all its strength fail, but the shock sent back made Xiao Ling almost let go of the long knife in her hand, but her reaction was very fast. In Wu Biao's eyes, the little foot stepped directly on Wu Biao's shoulder, Use your strength to fly back.

Because both hands were still holding the precious toy bought for his daughter, Wu Biao didn't dodge either. Anyway, not to mention the little feet, even slashing him with the knife was almost like tickling.

Xiaoling fell back to the ground, her face didn't look like she was discouraged because of the failure of the attack, but she became more excited. Although she already understood a lot, she was still a child who had just turned two years old.

Regarding the strength gap between herself and the opponent, she has no understanding at all, the only thing she understands is...

This is an unbreakable playmate!

"Ok?"

Wu Biao shrugged his nose, his eyes couldn't help but brighten up.

Even though Xiao Ling had changed a lot, Wu Biao instantly recognized the familiar smell as his cutest daughter.

"I……"

"Come and play with me..."

Just as Wu Biao was about to reveal his identity, he was interrupted. Xiaoling's amber pupils began to spread, and the corner of her mouth cracked to reveal a mouthful of ragged white teeth. The spiritual pressure suddenly moved.

Play?
Wu Biao looked at the distorted fighting intent on Xiaoling's face, and felt the strength of the spiritual pressure again, and a flash of... relief flashed in his eyes.

That's right, this is Brother Biao's species!

Grinning, he was not in a hurry to recognize his daughter. He jumped off the wall, put a large bag of toys by the door and asked, "Do you really want to play with someone?"

"Ah."

Xiaoling nodded vigorously, with excitement in her pupils: "Because my mother didn't let me play with others, I used to have guests at home, and I often went to play with them, but then the guests didn't come, and then my mother got very angry and told Xiaoling Unless someone is bullying me, you must never cut someone with a knife..."

Speaking of this, the little girl's tone suddenly showed a bit of grievance: "Later, I went to my uncle to find something to chop, but the tall and big monsters he made would be broken when chopped, so I asked those uncles to play with them." , ended up accidentally breaking 'a little bit' of something, and then he wouldn't let me in."

"These people are so dishonest!"

Brother Biao looked dissatisfied, how can these bastards play with my daughter, but they can't die: "It's okay, Brother Biao will take... er, I will take you to find them from house to house!"

"Mom doesn't let me kill people casually, but you are a bad person and came to steal my things, so..." Before the crisp words fell, Xiao Ling's suppressed fighting spirit had already exploded.

As soon as the sole of his foot stepped on the ground, it appeared on the top of Wu Biao's head in an instant, and the long knife twice as tall as himself cut directly towards the top of Wu Biao's head.

"Come and play with me, you can't refuse!"

There was a murderous intent in the milky voice, which made Wu Biao couldn't help frowning. It's a good thing to love fighting, but it's not a good habit for such a young child to be so murderous.

It's all up to her mother!
Sure enough, there is a big problem with the education methods of the Tiger Girls. Brother Biao didn't consciously attribute all the faults to Unozhihuali...

He staggered his footsteps a step back, turned his body slightly to one side, and narrowly avoided the chopping of the long knife.

A hint of annoyance appeared on the little girl's face when she saw this, and before her petite body landed, she kicked her Zanpakutao, and the force of the impact made the knife drive her body to rotate.

The body moved with the knife, and almost in an instant, the blade slashed towards Wu Biao's neck in a circle.

nice!
Wu Biao's eyes lit up when he saw this. Although Xiao Cuihua had already shown his love for knives before he was one year old, Wu Biao did not expect that Xiao Cuihua would be so proficient in such a long time. Use Zanpakuto.

It should be said that she is the daughter of Uno Hana Retsu.

Wu Biao grinned and took a step back.

"Be careful, your father will let you taste the iron fist of love."

After a reminder, Wu Biao swung his whole body out instantly with the sole of his back retreating as the center, and circled behind the little girl in an arc of movement, and punched out a piercing punch.

Flowing Water Breaking Rock Fist!
However, this punch slowed down the speed and strength. Even if Wu Biao was in the punch, he didn't dare to use too much force. After all, this is his own daughter, what if it is broken.

However, even if he had suppressed himself to the level of vice-captain, his combat experience was far from what Xiao Ling could compare to. The target in front of him suddenly disappeared, and a hint of doubt flashed across Xiao Ling's face.

Until he felt the strength coming from behind him, the little face panicked, and the Zanpakuto in his hand rushed towards the back in a hurry.

boom--!
Terrifying power was sent back along the blade, Xiao Ling let out a muffled snort, her face was filled with pain, and she shot backwards like a kicked ball, and hit the wall of the compound directly.

"Well, it hurts..."

This collision made Xiaoling's big eyes foggy. Although she had fought with others before, no one dared to fight him for real. The kind of trash fish that can only attack and defend, but moves extremely slowly.

"What? I haven't played enough yet!"

When the voice came, panic appeared on Xiao Ling's face, and she felt that her eyes went dark, and Wu Biao had already appeared in front of her eyes, with a sneer on her face, and her legs turned around...

Can't escape!
Xiaoling gritted her teeth, the spiritual pressure on her body twitched, and all of it was integrated into her Zanpakutao, and she slashed at the sole of Wu Biao's kick, but she was ready to resist the blow.

摪——!
There was a crisp sound, and the incomparably strong force made Xiao Ling's palm numb, and the Zanpakuto was thrown out of her hand, but the strength of that kick stopped at the side of her face, but the strong wind blew her whole body away. Going out, I rolled several times on the ground.

The little white kimono was covered with dust, and the pink smiling face was also black and white, looking pitiful.

But Wu Biao shook his neck, made a 'clicking' sound, grinned, and hooked his fingers at Xiao Ling: "Come on, keep playing!"

"My knife..."

However, Xiao Ling's expression gradually changed when Zanpakutao left her hand. Looking at the knife stuck in the ground, she felt the pain coming from her body, her face was flushed red, and she tried her best not to shed tears.

A few seconds later, the small mouth was stubborn, and the grievance in the eyes began to magnify infinitely, and finally...

"Wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow mommy, dad bullied me..."

Xiaoling cried, after all, she was a two-year-old girl, no matter how smart she was, no matter how enthusiastic she was about fighting, she was still like an ordinary child in some ways, especially when her favorite Zanpakutō was blown away.

"Ah?"

Wu Biao was really taken aback. What did he hear just now?
dad?

(End of this chapter)