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"Ahh

"Romus!"

"What's going on?"

"Rocket! It must be a rocket!"

Because the moment Mo Ren landed, the invisible shock wave set off a large circle of dust around him, which mixed with flesh and blood to form a gray-red sand mist, obscuring his figure, so he was not discovered by this group of thugs for the first time.

But the noise that was so loud and the killing of a thug that it caught the attention of all the enemies.

Some of the more vigilant thugs began to look around for the source of the attack, while some of the more daring thugs walked towards the area where Meren was, tentatively calling out the names of their teammates, and their eyes were full of vigilance: "Hey, Romus, what's the matter with you bunny?"

In the invisible smoke, a large one quickly stretched out.

The person closest to the smoke was only a little slower, and as a result, he was directly choked by the neck and dragged directly into the smoke, without even making a sound.

In the next second, Mo Ren slowly walked out of the smoke.

"Stop, who are you?"

Seeing a strange strong man suddenly come out of the smoke, this group of thugs was also on guard directly, only to see that they immediately aimed their guns at Mo Ren: "Rabbit cub, if you don't want to die, kneel on the ground for me, and then raise your hands!"

"Oh?"

Mo Ren looked up at the group of thugs around him, and his left eye was slightly closed: "If you want to die, you can kneel on the ground and beg me." ”

“……”

Perhaps a little surprised by the arrogance in Mo Ren's tone, after Mo Ren said this, the surrounding thugs were collectively stunned for a few seconds.

Then, the group couldn't help but laugh.

"Hahaha, dead cripple, do you know who you're talking to?" A white man with a rough beard on his face looked at Mo Ren with disdain: "It is said that Asians have low IQs, but I only found out now that this is true, Asians are really a group of uncivilized monkeys." ”

After the white man made his own remarks, the others also opened their mouths to insult Mo Ren.

"yes, this is a complete idiot, he must have only muscles in his head, and I guess he was interrupted while fighting his own kind for shit. ”

"Yujef, shoot him, I want to see him pee his pants in fright. ”

"Haha, this idiot reminds me of that Asian framer last week, she tastes so good, I guess his mother must be a good prostitute......"

Finally, before this person could finish speaking, Mo Ren suddenly glanced in his direction.

"Whew!"

This somewhat thin white man was still smiling evilly, but all of a sudden, his entire jaw was suddenly torn off by an inexplicable force, this force was so sudden, so powerful, that two bloody wounds were directly cracked on both sides of his cheeks, and as for his entire jaw, it was also forcibly pulled to the chest, and a large amount of skin, fascia, blood vessels and other things were connected to the jaw, and it was torn to the chest.

Because his skin and muscles were torn off fiercely, his entire neck, even his chest, turned into a bloody mass.

The trachea, esophagus, and major arteries are all moving slightly.

"What......"

Unlike Romus, who was killed before, this time Mo Ren's action has almost been seen by the vast majority of the thugs, this kind of appalling, creepy and bloody means even if this group of thugs sees it, they can't help but feel their scalps tingle, so almost immediately someone pulled the trigger on Mo Ren.

But again, the act of pulling the trigger by these people is doomed to be futile.

Inside the barrel, the hammer had already been completely locked by telekinesis, so no matter how much they pulled the trigger, they would never shoot a single bullet.

But Mo Ren didn't care about that.

As soon as he raised his hand slightly, the guy whose jaw was torn automatically floated up, and then slowly flew in front of him under the shocked gaze of everyone.

"Are you scared?"

Mo Ren calmly looked at this guy who was speechless, and said to him slowly: "I have separated your trachea, arteries, and esophagus, so an injury like this should not make you die in a short time." ”

After finishing speaking, under the control of telekinesis, this unlucky guy automatically floated behind Mo Ren.

As for Mo Ren, he also shifted his attention to the other thugs.

Only this time, Mo Ren stopped talking, and he chose an equally rough way to deal with these thug-like guys.

First of all, with Mo Ren's telekinesis moving slightly, everyone within four hundred meters of him as the center felt an infinite suction, and the guns in their hands forcibly broke free of their fingers, and then scrambled to fly to Mo Ren's feet, almost piling up into a black metal mountain.

"Monsters!!"

Finally someone couldn't stand this strange scene, and the thugs, who had never seen the able, seemed to feel an indescribable fear, and under this tremendous pressure, they turned and fled frantically.

But that won't save their lives.

Because in the next second, with countless neat and crisp "crunch" sounds, all the thugs present fell to the ground.

Some of them lay on the ground in embarrassment, some knelt on the ground in disbelief, and some of them hugged their knees and howled, and in just an instant, Mo Ren subdued almost all the thugs present like gods.

Mo Ren didn't crush their knees with his telekinesis, which was a bit of a waste of telekinesis.

In fact, Mo Ren only used a small part of his strength, borrowing the joint techniques taught in some of Tianxia's basic martial arts, and easily pried open their knee joints.

To put it simply, Mo Ren just created a large-scale dislocation.

As for the few remaining thugs who were not in the radius of their own telekinesis, Mo Ren didn't pay attention to them at all, a few automatic rifles floated at the edge of his telekinesis range, and as the telekinesis gently pulled the trigger, the bullets accurately exploded those thugs who tried to escape or hide, killing them all in the blink of an eye, and almost a gun headshot.

A grenade that I don't know which unlucky ghost threw before he died, was casually stuffed into the mouth of a thug by Mo Ren, and then the telekinesis easily threw it dozens of meters into the air, and a few seconds later, a firework composed of flesh and blood exploded suddenly.

At this point, almost all the rioters lost the ability to resist.

“……”

Mo Ren just looked at the group of thugs who were whispering and wailing, they had almost no room for resistance in front of him, as if he was in front of Cerberus.

The gap between ordinary people and those with abilities is like a moat, and the ones with abilities also have completely different strengths and treatments because of different energy levels, and those monsters that are as strong as the fifth level can not only crush all the non-fifth-level abilities, but they don't even need to wear any restrictors in the reverse scales, and they act with great fanfare, and they don't care about any damage to the surroundings at all.

On the other hand, ordinary people with abilities are even afraid to sleep, and after being discovered, they can only be shackled and live like pigs and dogs.

Thinking of Ruoshui's gentle smile and Cerberus's indifferent expression, Mo Ren's heart suddenly became a little irritable.

This kind of irritability came so suddenly that Mo Ren even wanted to use his mental power to pinch and blow up a few thugs alive, but in the end he still held back, these guys who looked like mercenaries should not come here spontaneously, there should be other people commanding above them, so he had to keep a few alive to find out who was behind the scenes, and at the same time, he also used these people to do some experiments to verify whether some of his guesses were correct.

"Hoo ......"

Taking a deep breath, Mo Ren slowly walked in front of Rulen.

Rulen was in a bad state at the moment, he had at least six bullets on his body, two of which were more serious, one bullet was stuck near a major artery, which would tear the blood vessel at the slightest movement, and the other was in the chest, not only breaking the sternum, but even touching the heart by a few millimeters.

As for the other four bullets, they were in the arm, thigh, and abdomen.

"You've lost too much blood. ”

Mo Ren looked down at Lu Leen who was lying in a pool of blood, the other party was now completely in a state of more breath and less breath, obviously it wouldn't be long before he would die completely.

"I knew you were coming. After hearing Mo Ren's voice, Lu Renen reluctantly opened his eyes: "The great 'Tukaru' spirit. ”

"You should know that I'm not. ”

Mo Ren shook his head slowly, and then his telekinesis blocked the still bleeding wound of Rulen.

"I can't be wrong. Rulen coughed a few times, and the bullet that rested in his chest moved another millimeter or so towards his heart because of the shock, but he didn't feel it: "You have once again saved this village, with the great power that came from 'Tukaru'. ”

"Whatever you want. ”

Shaking his head, Mo Ren no longer argued with the other party about this issue: "Your time is running out, if you want to do something meaningful, I advise you to finish it now." ”

"No need. ”

Rulen barely smiled: "I have no regrets in my life." ”

"Really?"

Mo Ren didn't pay much attention to what Lu Renen said, and another idea suddenly came to his mind at the moment.

Since I need this group of thugs to complete the experiments of dissection, hormone injection, nerve modification, etc., why not use this group of dying natives to try another experiment?

"Rulen, if you serve the spirit of Tukaru for all eternity, I may be able to try to save you, and even all of your people. Meren glanced at the thugs with some malice, and then he said to Rulen in his own words: "If you want to complete this deal, I advise you to hurry, because just now, two of your people have passed away because they can't hold on. ”

"Promise!"

Rulen's eyes almost lit up, as if they were shining back: "I promise you, great spirit of Tukaru!"

"Good. ”

A rare smile appeared on Mo Ren's lips, and then he turned and walked towards the group of thugs.

In less than a minute, he selected five thugs, and using coercion and inducement, Mo Ren learned that they were all flowing with type O blood known as the universal blood type, and in Mo Ren's opinion, their only use was to serve as one of the instruments for this experiment, to become Mo Ren's mobile blood bank.

By gathering the natives who were still able to act, Morin soon gathered all the wounded together.

The dead were thrown aside by him, and these dead people had no value to Mo Ren, so Mo Ren would not mourn for them.

As for those who were injured, Mo Ren selected a few of the more seriously injured, they all suffered extremely serious gunshot wounds, and theoretically there was no possibility of survival if there was no surgery in a big hospital, but that was just a statement among ordinary people.

After all, Mo Ren is a person with abilities that cannot be measured by common sense.

"First of all, bullet ......"

Mo Ren closed his left eye slightly, and the invisible telekinesis turned into the most dexterous ribbons, which gently penetrated into the wounds of these wounded, first gently protecting the surrounding flesh and blood tissue, and closing the blood vessels tightly, and then these bullets were slowly pulled out by Mo Ren like pulling a turnip.

And because of the telekinesis as an aid, this step did not cause secondary damage, and the wound was not further torn.

"Then there is the blood transfusion ......"

With a slight movement of his mind, the blade silently cut open the arm of a thug, and the bright red blood in the arteries was wrapped in telekinesis, constantly differentiating in the air like a surging pipe, and finally being infused into the bodies of several unconscious natives.

"Finally, there is the restructuring ......"

Psychic power penetrated into the bodies of these natives, putting all the wounded, disordered tissues back into the right place, the thick arteries or veins were correctly connected, the broken bones automatically combined into the correct shape, and as for the wounds caused by the bullets themselves, the tension of the flesh and blood itself worked together with the platelets, and in the absence of blood flow, the wounds had gradually adhered to them.

With some herbs used to treat the wound to cover the wound, the whole procedure was completely over.