Chapter 17: We Are Different.
"Then I'm relieved?" Mo Ninglong sighed lightly.
Relieved?
The kidnapper was stunned, pondering the meaning of the sentence.
At this time, Mo Ninglong, who had fallen to the ground, had already stood up, and the rope flower tied to his body fell to the ground.
"What's going on?"
Kidnapper A and kidnapper B turned their gaze to the thin man together.
"How to tie it, a waste that can't even tie a person!"
Kidnapper B scolded the thin man, but turned a blind eye to Mo Ninglong.
What if you break free?
Is it possible to run again?
"That's not right!"
The kidnappers who had been driving before seemed to be the boss of these people.
As the boss, of course, there is the essence of being the boss.
Whether it's his observation or your skills, he's the best of the bunch.
He stopped the quarrel of the rest of the people in a cold voice, looked at the hemp rope that fell to the ground and said, "The rope is cut off by a sharp weapon, it seems that this child has a knife on him." ”
"Yes and what, and what is not?"
Mo Ninglong turned his slightly numb wrist that was tied.
"What if you have a knife?"
The boss sneered, took out the butterfly knife from his arms, and skillfully played a fancy move, and the sword was pointed at Mo Ninglong.
"We're different, we're murderers walking on the tip of a knife, you think you can win with a knife? If you don't want to get a few more scars on your face, lay down your arms immediately, and we'll do our best to make you comfortable until you die! ”
The other three kidnappers also took out the knives hidden on their bodies.
All are specialized military daggers.
It's much better than the craft knives used by the gangsters.
Mo Ninglong raised his eyebrows and blurted out: "What's the difference?" ”
It's great to be able to play with a knife?
With one step, the black hair hanging down from his shoulders gradually turned white.
Mo Ninglong skillfully pulled his hair into a bun at the back of his head, and at this moment, the last strand of black on the top of his head disappeared.
At the same time, it was his chest that was changing
The flat chest is expanding at a rate visible to the naked eye.
Without wearing fake fur, the ability cannot be used, but there is still a way to transform into Tu Shan Linglong.
"It's really a flag."
Sighing helplessly.
Mo Ninglong pinched his soft chest.
Feel the tools of crime that have disappeared.
It's become a real girl paper again.
Alas~
This!!!
The four kidnappers looked at each other.
A person's hair suddenly turns pure white.
It was the first time they had seen such a magical sight, and they were a little overwhelmed.
"I'm annoyed now, I've become like this, come on, the one who can hit me, live."
Mo Ninglong carried it with one hand, and made an inviting gesture with the other.
The look of contempt was undisguised.
"Big talk!"
The first to lose his breath was kidnapper A.
He tore off the small white vest on his body, held the dagger upside down and rushed towards Mo Ninglong.
The muscles are good, but it's a pity that he met Mo Ninglong.
An existence that cannot be summed up by common sense.
Mo Ninglong's transformation hindered the existence value and could not exert his full strength, but only a small amount of muscle strengthening was enough to deal with these people!
As the kidnapper A approached, Mo Ninglong smelled an iron-blooded breath that belonged to a soldier.
"Are you from a military background?"
"Yes and what!"
Kidnapper A raised his hand, as if he was about to poke it out, but at the moment of approaching, he crouched down and raised his leg to sweep.
"Sure enough, ordinary people are ordinary people."
looked at Mo Ninglong's unchanged movements.
A triumphant smile was already on the corner of Kidnapper A's mouth.
Losing your balance is a big no-no!
The winner is decided!
Is that really the case?
Time seemed to stop at this moment, this was the world that Mo Ninglong saw in his high-speed reaction.
The other party's kick is so slow.
Like a fluttering feather.
Mo Ninglong raised his foot very casually, aligned, and then stepped on it.
"Click!"
The crisp voice of the several kidnappers present was clearly heard by everyone.
Kidnapper A couldn't breathe as he watched the other party's sudden and extreme movements, as well as his thighs being trampled on by the other party.
The heels pierced the musculature and the bone broke with intense pain, leaving him pale.
"Feints, it's okay, it's a pity it's too slow."
Mo Ninglong rubbed the heels of his thighs vigorously, lowered his body and looked at the kidnapper in front of him who didn't let out any screams even so: "Can you tell me why you want to do this as a soldier?" ”
"What about the military? I've built so many military exploits, and don't the people in my family still die at the hands of local gangsters? ”
At this time, the kidnapper's bloodless face suddenly became hideous: "This world is the law of the jungle, as long as your fist is big enough, you can do the right thing!" ”
"Huh" The dagger held by the kidnapper A stabbed out.
So close, this is the distance that I am confident and absolutely hit!
But he had a strong premonition that this knife could not kill the other party.
"Ding."
The tip of the knife fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
"It's faster than just now, but it's still too slow."
Mo Ninglong played with the dagger made of hard material in his hand.
A flick of your fingers.
Another blade fell to the ground.
Such power!
Terrible!
Do superpowers really exist in this world?
Several kidnappers stared wide-eyed at the daggers that had broken into several pieces in Mo Ninglong's hand.
"It is commendable to be worthy of a soldier, even if he can still launch such an attack under such severe pain, but when a soldier loses that patriotic heart, he can no longer be called a human being, maybe it is more suitable to use weapons."
Mo Ninglong's sharp eyes saw through the other party, and said softly: "Is it really good to live in the world like a walking corpse?" ”
It is clear that the morality of this soldier has long been destroyed at the moment of the death of his family.
Without any expectations, he just respects desires and lives in the world as he pleases.
Kidnapper A raised his head and sighed softly: "Kill me, the sins on my body can only be paid off by death." ”
Maybe this is the death of man, and his words are good.
Mo Ninglong lifted his calf, and the toe of his high heels lightly touched the other party's throat.
"That's the only thing I can do, send you to your family."
With that, he pulled out the heel of his shoe that was still stepping on the other man's leg. Gently flicking the blood stained on his shoes, he looked at the rest of the people.
"So who's next?"
As he spoke, Mo Ninglong raised his head, and his pupils flashed with a dangerous light.
The corners of his mouth were raised and a cruel smile was pulled.
Terrible!
Faced with such an oppressive smile, the thin man would rather face the flying bullets.
Thinking of this, he turned around and ran away from the thought of a near-collapse in his heart.
Can you really run away?
Just in the blink of an eye.
Mo Ninglong had already changed his direction, and there was a corpse under his feet.
The corpse was a thin man who had just escaped.
"Don't run!"
Mo Ninglong raised his index finger and swayed it gently, as at the beginning, stretched out a hand to make an inviting gesture: "The person who hits me can live." ”
This time, no one would think he was talking big.
The already cold corpse is no joke.
The kidnapper boss took a deep breath, stretched his arm behind his back, and pulled out his pistol from behind his waist.
There is no nonsense.
Three shots were fired in a straight shot.
"I didn't want to use it, you forced me!" The kidnapper boss was full of confidence.
Three bullets blocked all directions of Mo Ninglong.
"Pistol?"
Mo Ninglong's brows furrowed slightly.
I have to say, it's really pleasant.