Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Great Monument Hand
Just as a high-ranking master watched the carnivore that was originally locked in an iron cage suddenly get out of trouble, Luo Li's face was no longer calm and calm.
Before leaving Country M, Professor Ronnie had reminded her countless times that imitation buds were imitation buds after all, lacking a lot of key data, and there was an irreparable gap with the original bud body. But it wasn't until this moment that she was really shocked by the power that Chen Mo burst out.
He was undoubtedly gambling, and he won.
Bai Xiaoran's whole body was already covered with red, and the knife wielder staggered to the ground, shaking his hands like drunk, but he had no head. As soon as Chen Mo moved, all the gunmen around him moved, holding their firearms and retreating to open up the advantageous distance. The two people who flashed through the vent were shot in the head one after another, Zhuo Yitian at the bottom maintained a shooting posture, and Tie Niu had already hid to the side.
Luo Li flashed to the side of the vent, but did not go far. Chen Mo glanced at her position and knew that the other party wanted to block his retreat, so he pounced at high speed.
Everyone thought that Chen Mo would protect Bai Xiaoran by his side next, and then stage a dying and struggling drama with this burden, but no one expected that he would not even look at the little girl, but rushed towards Luo Li.
Luo Li didn't have a firearm in his hand, but he was undoubtedly the strongest of the enemies in front of him. Chen Mo had repeatedly scrutinized every detail before the attack, and the overrun outbreak period could only be used once a day, just like opening the flood gates, after triggering, the potential torrent could only be exhausted, and there was no possibility of stopping halfway.
It was the final card, but today he had to try to make the final decision.
Tie Niu's strong physique was the cornerstone of this escape, and Chen Mo didn't expect him to really be able to hold on. Now the turbulence of the force field erupting sharply throughout Luo Li's whole body proves that she has entered the explosive period, and the only remaining suspense seems to be whether she can hold it or not.
The narrow space was destined to have no greater effect on judo, and Luo Li's first punch hit Chen Mo's chest gunshot wound, and the landing point was extremely accurate. Chen Mo snorted, only to feel that he had been hit by a giant chisel and a big axe, and the hot dark energy rushed straight to the inside of his chest, stirring the flesh and blood that had been torn apart by the warhead.
He pinched Luo Li's wrist, pulled it in the opposite direction, stumbled a few steps to the side, and suddenly let go, ghostly rushed back and continued to press closely. A gunman flew high into the air with screams, shattering his sternum.
The other gunmen watched in disbelief, unsure they were still facing a human.
Chen Mo always kept as close to Luo Li as possible, occasionally switching targets during the stormy attack, and one of the gunners in the distance was bound to fall. Every time he swept out and turned back, the jumping stream of bullets would bring a canopy of sparks on the bulkhead, but he could never catch up with him.
The long-term private fist fight has squeezed Chen Mo into the sharpest fighting machine, and the physical advantage brought by the overrun explosion has also forcibly increased his speed to the greatest extent. The prediction of the effective attack distance began to lengthen, and the huge undercurrent like a lava explosion was rampaging through his body, from muscle fibers to bone tissue, as if they were about to be torn apart, and the huge force that had nowhere to vent was already making him tremble all over his body.
The first gunman to raise a firearm at Bai Xiaoran, before he could shout threatening words, he felt a flower in front of him, and then heard the sound of his skull shattering.
The man had been prepared and had already hid far enough, but he was still killed as a joke. The other gunmen retreated to the end of the passage in fear, seeing that Chen Mo was entangled with Luo Li again, the two figures were almost inseparable from each other in the fierce battle, and they didn't dare to shoot indiscriminately.
Bai Xiaoran stood alone beside him, ignored by the choice of surname.
Naturally, there would not be too many scruples in the moment of life and death, except for the unlucky ghost just now, no one thought that Chen Mo would really stop because of the threat. The gunmen had no intention of making any more eye-catching moves that would endanger them, and shooting the girl directly would obviously only make the beast even more insane.
Such a forward-looking calculation has never been seen in the course of previous battles. The gunmen sensed an unquenchable fear in their hearts, like a species at the bottom of the food chain facing a predator.
The fist and foot confrontation between Chen Mo and Luo Li was indeed like another strange and powerful species having a savage conversation, and both of them were silent and moved like the wind. The Ares robot has also greatly increased the strong cross, Luo Li's fifth punch smashed into Chen Mo's injury, and finally heard the sound of bone cracking in the opponent's body sounding clearly, and Chen Mo sprayed her head and face with a mouthful of blood.
Luo Li's temporarily blocked vision made Luo Li take aback slightly, and she was punched hard in her soft lower abdomen, and she suddenly wondered a little in the steaming suffocation - Chen Mo's strength was far stronger than his own, why did he keep slowing down?
The pain in her right wrist was severe again, this was not the first time Chen Mo had targeted there, the force was rough and violent, as if he wanted to tear her hand off alive.
Luo Li remembered something, and immediately changed color, and when she opened her eyes, she saw that the sour and numb wrist tendons had made her fist soft and loose, and there was nothing on her middle finger, and the ring was actually in Chen Mo's hand.
The ring was a miniature reservoir, and after injecting the "Devourer" into Chen Mo's body, he extracted a sample of the original bud body from his body. This was the most important step in the whole plan, and all efforts were made for this final result, but now Chen Mo took back the sample in such a violent way.
She also noticed another thing, she was standing in front of the vent.
While being kicked out of the bilge by Chen Mo, Luo Li screamed in the air: "Kill him, kill him!" ”
In fact, without her order, the gunman's finger had already hit the trigger, and Chen Mo had no object around him to make them throw a mouse, and the whole person was no different from the target.
Bai Xiaoran, who seemed to be frightened, suddenly stretched out his arms at this time and blocked the center of the passage.
Her body was so petite, but she seemed to have the greatest courage and guts in the world, even the gunmen were stunned.
Seeing that the other party was about to hold the fire, and Bai Xiaoran actually wanted to help him block the bullet, Chen Mo couldn't help but be stunned, and then bent his knees and stood up, the fighting spirit in his eyes increased instead of decreasing.
"Are you still struggling? Don't want to give up yet? One of the gunmen aimed at Chen Mo's head, with a slight sinister smile, and his fingertips exerted a slight force.
Chen Mo pounced on Bai Xiaoran and rolled on the ground a few times while holding her. At the same time as the gunshots rang out, a terrible thud exploded in the cabin, and all the gunmen fell unbalanced, sweeping the bullets into the air, bleeding from their ears and noses.
Chen Mo didn't continue to rush forward, because the person who had just swept out of the corner of the passage had already rushed straight towards him!
White clothes, cloth shoes, elegant temperament.
Mo Hongmei always feels very strange to Chen Mo, she is like a cup of tea, like a crane, like an ancient person living in another era. Compared with Chen Jinglai, she is less youthful and lively, and more inviolable and calm and solitary.
Now she had a three-point awe-inspiring aura, and as her body swept, her small palm slapped against the bulkhead again. There was another earth-shattering bang, the lights suddenly dimmed, iron filings flew sideways, and the pits with a diameter of nearly one meter neatly collapsed into the bulkhead, with handprints embedded in them. All the gunmen covered their ears and groaned in the unbearable fury of the rag, and two of them had even fainted.
As early as when he was in the Heavenly Palace, Chen Mo noticed that Mo Hongmei was by no means an ordinary person, and guessed that she was cooperating with Luo Li to play a bitter meat scene, but at this time, he was surprised to see that she seemed to be helping herself.
However, when Mo Hongmei came to him, he slashed at him with a palm!
Chen Mo was a little unable to make a move at the face that was exactly the same as his sister, and flashed close to the passage, and by the way, he solved all the gunmen. Mo Hongmei chased after him and slapped him on the back of the heart, and before the palm of his hand arrived, a gust of wind had already rolled up.
Chen Mo only felt that the flesh on his neck was scraped with a faint pain, and he was inevitably frightened, knowing that if this palm was firmly struck, he was afraid that he would lose half his life.
Dodging and retreating again, Chen Mo reached the vent, frowned at Mo Hongmei's relentless pursuit, and suddenly made a sudden stop and threw a heavy punch.
Mo Hongmei had no intention of backing down, and confronted Chen Mo, who was still in the middle of the outbreak. The two made a fist contact, making a muffled sound of a cowhide drum being beaten. Chen Mo not only failed to put down the other party, but instead took half a step back, his whole arm seemed to be burned by a soldering iron, and his bones crackled and exploded, and he actually drooped down on the spot, and he couldn't lift it up again.
What a terrifying beast hides in her cowardly body?!
"The Great Monument Player?" Zhuo Yitian saw it clearly and was slightly moved, "Xiao Chen Mo, she is from the Mo family in Zhanyang!" ”
"Do you know our Mo family?" Mo Hongmei stopped and looked under the vent in surprise.
Only then did Chen Mo determine that the little lady in front of him was really Mo Hongmei, and he couldn't help but feel gloomy when he thought that the virtual version of Old Man Mo had completely disappeared. Now it is difficult to explain things in a few words, he is a little worried that more gunmen will come down, and seeing that Mo Hongmei did not move, he slowly retreated and picked up Bai Xiaoran, and walked out of this cabin.
"Why did the Mo family even start selling their ancestors?" Zhuo Yitian asked coldly.
Mo Hongmei's eyes froze, and he shook his head and said, "I have my own troubles, in short, you can't hurt this girl." ”
After Luo Li fell from a height, she was restrained by Zhuo Yitian with several heavy hands, and she was falling softly at her feet at the moment. Hearing Mo Hongmei say this, Zhuo Yitian became interested, stepped on the half-race girl's broken arm, and sneered: "You said you can't hurt, Lao Tzu has to listen to you?" ”
"Your companion just went out, probably thinking of hiding on the deck, with a little more space and less passive." Mo Hongmei's expression did not change, "I'll go and bring him back and exchange this girl with you." ”
"You seem to have a lot of confidence in yourself!" Zhuo Yitian laughed, and the strength under his feet was heavier.
Mo Hongmei smiled faintly, turned around and walked towards the entrance of the passage, "If I hadn't shown mercy to my subordinates, he would have become a dead man by now." ”
Listening to the footsteps gradually drifting away, Zhuo Yitian's eyebrows quickly accumulated a storm, looked at the girl who was staring at him at his feet, and inserted the firearm back into the holster, "Little sister, I have something I want to ask you." ”
"Don't waste your mind, I'm not even afraid of men's torture, what can you take out of my mouth?" Loris replied.
"It's a pity I'm not a man." Zhuo Yitian smiled meaningfully, and waved his hand into the corner, "Tie Niu, turn your head over, children, don't look at too many restrictive things!" ”
Tie Niu didn't know much about what "salty and torn chicken" was, so he turned his head honestly, thinking that Zhuo Yitian might be secretly eating chicken, and his stomach grunted loudly for a while.
He soon heard the sound of his clothes tearing, followed by Luo Li's terrible invective, and finally the scolding gradually became quieter, turning into wheezing, and the occasional small moaning in between was thrilling.
"I'm so tired from eating chicken, why don't you ask me for help?" The Iron Bull pricked up his ears and felt even hungrier.
(To be continued)