Chapter Twenty-Three: Mo Xiaoxiao Dispatched
The two of them, who had already been prepared, responded to the call.
The roaring engine once again brings out the unique high speed of the sports car. The two "beasts" seemed to open their fangs and bloody mouths, and then bit them fiercely.
"Boom". The simultaneous bombardment of the two cars was undoubtedly cold and ruthless. After the Mercedes was hit hard, the entire front direction of the car had completely turned out of Buchaye Road, which had no guardrails, and the rear of the car was in a mess.
The car drove into the desert in a mess, with dust and flying sand behind it.
Wise and Fang Shijue's vision was blocked by the flying sand for a short time, and the speed of the car decreased slightly.
The two strong white men standing in the back box of the Mercedes-Benz also lost their target because of the flying sand, their eyes were full of blind spots, and the heavy machine guns in their hands lost their targets.
"They don't have a goal anymore. Now is a good time. Bang me again! Ling Ruolan said from the helicopter.
"They're in the sand. If we follow in, the car won't be able to run. "It was Fang Shijue who spoke, and he didn't know what to do on the side.
"Damn," Ling Ruolan gritted her teeth, a little sweat oozing from her forehead. Now she seems to be a little helpless.
In this case, even the advantage of high altitude is lost. Inside the thick dust, I couldn't see anything clearly, and the doctor was inside, and he didn't dare to sweep it at all. If they had killed the Doctor, they would have really failed in their mission. It's much more serious than the Doctor being taken away by the other party but not dying.
"I'll go down." Mo Xiaoshu said.
"I can go down too." Ishihara looked out the window and followed.
"What's the use of going down now, you'll die!" Ling Ruolan replied.
"I'm not afraid of bullets, and I really want to try to see if my trials in the past few days have really worked." Mo Xiaoshu said very calmly, but very firmly. He clenched his hands into fists, clearly well prepared.
"Follow my orders. Don't mess around. Ling Ruolan had already nodded. Maybe he's right. There is no better choice for such an embarrassing scene.
"What about me?" Ishihara said anxiously.
"There will be a chance for you to show off your skills." Ling Ruolan rarely smiled.
"Okay. I know! Although Ishihara nodded on the surface, he also sighed in his heart.
The helicopter flying at high speed was already only a hundred meters away from the Mercedes. It opened the hatch in its abdomen, and no small injury jumped out.
Mo Xiaoshu was sent far forward by the helicopter's strong inertia.
In the air, Mo Xiaoxiao's ears were fast-flowing air currents, which poured into his ears with dry heat.
Time seemed to stop at this moment, and for some reason, all the memories of the past few days came to mind at this moment. The monotonous but peaceful life that I was used to was disrupted, and the doctor forcibly implanted it in the stomach of a stranger, and then it started like this. I can't eat enough to fill my stomach, my life begins to be filled with fear, and the thoughts that I was at a loss and even want to die haunt me like a ghost. was so hungry that he didn't even have the strength to breathe, but he was brought a box of life-saving meals by the girl who had just ordered him. That rainy night, he still remembers, it doesn't seem to be long after she saved herself. Then new friends I had never seen before appeared. Fang Shijue, Lan Youshi, Granny Shui, and Wise, their appearance gave them a new understanding of the world they thought they were familiar with. The original pattern of conformist life was shattered into powder by them, and when they pieced together and reorganized again, everything in front of them changed. There is no trace of the past.
Mo Xiaoshu subconsciously touched his stomach.
But at that time, the dying self finally came back to life. If you die, isn't there nothing? It's as if the whole world is cut off from itself, surrounded by endless darkness, impenetrable and impenetrable that can't even see the slightest light, there is nothing around you, only yourself. The eyes are not blind, but they cannot see things; The nose is not bad, but it does not smell anything; His mouth was not dumb, but no one could hear what he said; I wasn't deaf, but I couldn't hear anything. All of my five senses were scrapped at this moment. The kind of picture of holding a knife to his neck but not saying anything intimidating, Mo Xiaoshu shuddered when he thought about it.
But this is not the case, and he survived. All of them are performing their own functions. Mother is still her dearest, she may be in tears and heartbroken because she has been lying awake for a long time, but at least when she wakes up, she smiles and thanks God. And Ishihara, who has always been his best friend, by his side. What he was like was, what he is still what he is now. All the familiarity and warmth never seemed to change.
Right now. Those good things are still there, and I can still feel them clearly, if they die, they are gone. It's a shame, isn't it?
Therefore, no matter how painful and sad it is, you must stand up strong and go on step by step.
It was as if the playing button had been clicked again, and the image in front of me moved again. The wind continued to scream, and the picture in front of him became clear.
The thick dust slowly dispersed, and Mo Xiaoshu also fell to the ground.
A few meters away, he rolled on the ground with his feet on the ground, and after unloading his inertia, he stood up without hesitation, and before he had time to pat off the sand and dust on his body, he ran towards the two strong men.
The strong man's eyes were stunned, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. There is such a rampant stunned green in the world. Did he think his skin would be so hard that he couldn't even shoot through it?
A look of disdain appeared on the strong man's face. The muscles bulged, and the strong man's huge force easily lifted the heavy machine gun, and the muzzle of the gun was aimed at Mo Xiaoju, who was rushing towards him, and then pulled the trigger.
"Da da da", the muzzle of the gun in a circle rotated rapidly, the bullets flew, several flames flashed in front of the muzzle, the long strip of the magazine on the gun body passed through quickly, and the copper-yellow bullets fell on the sand.
Mo Xiaosheng's face changed slightly. He believed that his perverted body would be able to withstand the onslaught. But despite this, when he really heard the deafening gunshots and couldn't even catch the fleeting trajectory of the bullet in the air with his eyes, Mo Xiaosheng's little confidence swayed a little.
"Don't be afraid, little wound. Rush up! "It's Ishihara who speaks.
Ishihara on the plane, since Mo Xiaosheng jumped out of the plane just now, his eyes have been focused on Mo Xiaoxing's body for a moment. He knew his brother too well. Even if it's yourself, you will inevitably have to go through a similar time, and maybe when the time comes, you will be the same.
Ishihara's words seemed to carry a unique magic power, and Mo Xiaoju, who had been somewhat slowed down, increased his speed again, and his strength erupted.
The next moment, it's time to come. Countless bullets bombarded Mo Xiaoshu's body. The originally clean clothes were pierced into pieces, and the perverted body was so solid that it was exposed.
The picture looks incredible. The scorching sun shone on the upper half of Mo Xiao's body, except for some slight redness and purple, not even a single blood hole was punched out.
The strong man stopped there in a daze. Such a picture cannot even be done by the omnipotent God.
"It's now!" Ling Ruolan said.
There were bursts of numbness from the part where Mo Xiaoshu was hit by the bullet, and he didn't have time to look down at the places where he was shot. Instead, move on.
He kept on his feet, his right hand raised at the same time as he made a fist.
The psychological quality of the strong man is also excellent, and he quickly came back to his senses after a short period of stunnedness.
Without the slightest contempt. Such a simple and direct punch, judging from the performance of King Kong's incorruptible body just now, if the heavy blow of the fist really fell on him, it was estimated that it would be enough for him to eat a pot.
The fist brought up bursts of wind breaking through the air, and the speed was extremely fast. The brawny man's eyes tightened, and he raised his muscle-filled left arm.
I saw his body leaning down to the right, his left arm raised suddenly, and Mo Xiaoju, who had no combat experience, was hit on the punching forearm by him with a heavy blow, and the hot pain passed through his body to his brain, making him can't help but feel dizzy.
Eighty percent of the strength is said to be used, which also makes the strong man's face beads of sweat, followed by the pain of skin that is harder than steel, almost bone-cracking.
It hurt so much that the strong man's face was a little distorted, his teeth were clenched, and his face was a little pale.
Mo Xiaoshu struggled to resist the pain of the heavy blow brought by the strong man, leaned over and quickly raised his left knee. Then he used all his strength to knock on the opponent's abdomen.
"Ah", the strong man finally couldn't help it, he took a big mouthful, and a mouthful of blood immediately spurted out, and part of it splashed on Mo Xiaoju's body.
The thick smell of blood filled the hot air, and the excitement from his stomach made Mo Xiaosheng's face reveal the greed of a non-dragon race.
The tide of battle became unexpected in the next moment.
Mo Xiaoxiao's mouth opened slightly, his tongue stuck out between his lips, and he gently licked a drop of blood that splashed on his lips.
It's so fragrant! Mo Xiaosheng couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and his originally painful face flashed and disappeared, but turned into endless greed. His hair began to turn a dazzling fiery red, and several dark green gases poured out of his body before burrowing into his eyeballs.
The dark green pupils appeared in his eye sockets again.
At this time, Mo Xiaoshui's entire brain was already controlled by his stomach, and his reason receded like a tide, and the evil devil took over his whole body.
No more the fear and confusion just now. Mo Xiaoshu was controlled by dragon blood and has turned into a devil from hell.
Mo Xiaoxi's body began to bulge large and protruding muscles, and the pants and broken shirt that he was wearing were torn.
Mo Xiaoshui's strength at this time was geometrically surging.
With a chilling smile, he grabbed the white man's shoulders with both hands. The relaxed appearance seemed to be carrying a young chick.
Mo Xiaoxiao's nose flickered and fell, and fresh blood poured into his nose along the air, constantly stimulating his brain.
"Tear pull". Mo Xiaoju's muscles in his arms burst into green tendons, and then he exerted force on both sides.
The terrifying picture appeared in front of everyone's eyes in the next moment. The white strong man didn't even have the ability to resist at all, and his tight body was directly torn apart like this. Divided into two halves. half with head, left arm and left leg; Half with his right arm and right leg. The tear extends from the shoulder to the lumbar side.
The blood could no longer be controlled and spurted out, but Mo Xiaoshu showed extreme excitement. He casually tore a large piece of flesh from the corpse with blood in his hands, and then opened his mouth wide.