Chapter Twenty-Eight: The End

Wu Moumou had just escaped from the corner of the eaves, but his pupils suddenly contracted sharply.

Before her eyes, a scythe-like weapon swooped down on him. The swift attack, as if it wanted to take her life with a single blow.

She could only do her best to gather the little cold rays that were pressed by the eaves and condensed them into a round shield that was not too big or small, trying to block Su Hang's attack.

When Su Hang saw this, he just glanced at her calmly, and then quietly retreated out of the alley.

Wu Moumou was still lying on the ground, and he could only use his last strength to rush away all the embroidery needles that could be controlled at the moment in the direction of Suzhou and Hangzhou, like machine gun fire. Then, I could only watch the cooked duck fly away, but there was nothing I could do.

Her face couldn't help but look a little hideous, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Hmph, if I had known, I would have directly used the Dragon Needle to directly test his hiding place!" Now, I almost capsized in the gutter! ”

The moment she stood up from the ground, she chased in the direction of Su Hang again.

And this time, she seemed to be ruthless, and swore to kill Su Hang in front of her. All the iron objects that passed along the way, as if they had met a magnet, all poured quickly towards her. In the middle of the flight, it began to melt, casting embroidery needles and following her.

Su Hang heard the movement behind him and glanced back. I don't know what came to mind in my head, so I suddenly stopped and showed a super kind smile to Wu Moumou, who was sprinting towards him.

At this time, Wu Moumou was only less than a hundred meters away from him.

"Hey, Mr. Wu." Su Hang looked at Wu Moumou and asked in a concerned tone, "Does it hurt?" ”

Wu Moumou looked at Su Hang who suddenly stopped, and couldn't help but feel a little strange, but Su Hang's words were like a bigger mockery piercing her heart.

I thought that the battle could be done in a few minutes, and I originally thought that the students were waste.

As a result, Su Hang is not only still alive now, but also played with her, injured her, and spoke to her in such a disrespectful tone.

"Su Hang!"

Wu Moumou erected all the embroidery needles all over his body, and ran towards Suzhou and Hangzhou with red eyes at a faster speed.

"I'm going to kill you!!"

Closer, closer, the distance between the two is getting closer and closer.

And Su Hang looked at Wu Moumou, who had already followed, and secretly thought in his heart: "Come on." One last glance at her, there was no fighting, and he turned around and continued to run forward, leading her in one direction.

The icy moonlight stretched their shadows long, long. And there is a battlefield ahead that suits them well.

It will also be a cemetery suitable for her - the abandoned building of Qifeng Primary School.

Under the moonlight, it was desolate. The playground of Qifeng Primary School was full of construction materials from the construction site, and all kinds of facilities were only halfway through construction before they stopped. There is only a teaching building made of steel, standing quietly in this barren area, like a white tombstone.

Suddenly, a figure burst through the door of the school building.

Along with him rushed in there were countless embroidery needles.

Su Hang hurriedly rolled on the ground several times before avoiding half of the embroidery needles. But the arms and back were not spared under such a dense offensive. Blood trickled down the tip of the needle, soaking the floor beneath him.

However, Su Hang did not clean up the embroidery needles on his body as soon as possible. Instead, he turned and continued to run in the direction of upstairs.

Now is the time to race against time, where is the time to clean the needles one by one.

"Su-Su-hang, I'll see you-where to run!"

Wu Moumou's face was blue, his whole body was soaked, and his voice was still trembling, giving people a feeling of being out of breath.

When she saw Su Hang running towards the stairs again, she couldn't help but be so angry that her eyes darkened.

The school building is dilapidated, and the staircase in front of you winds upward, but there are no handrails. Looking from below, there is a sense of dread that is hard to match. Moreover, it makes people feel that if you are not careful, you may fall off if you walk up.

But now she is also racing against time, if Su Hang is out of her sight. God knows what tricks this little bunny will have to offer, she just wants to end the fight as soon as possible so as not to cause trouble.

So gritting his teeth, Wu Moumou leaned against the wall and began to climb the stairs in fear. At the same time, while frantically firing embroidery needles at Suzhou and Hangzhou.

After the Suzhou and Hangzhou shots, there was no counterattack. Instead, he blindly moved forward, and a lot of steel and stones fell along the way and threw them at Wu Moumou. But how could she not have a little response when she was hit by a falling object from a high altitude before.

She used an embroidery needle to knock those cement rebars into the air halfway, and then looked defiantly in the direction of Suzhou and Hangzhou. watched Su Hang scrambling to resist her attack. I couldn't help but think to myself: "It seems that this kid is at the end of his rope, as long as you catch up with him, you can end him!"

With such an idea, Wu Moumou chased all the way to the sixth floor of the teaching building. Behind her, on every step, there were traces of Su Hang's blood.

Until the end, Su Hang stood in the middle of the corridor, turned his head, and looked at her calmly.

"Let me guess if it's okay, Mr. Wu?" He said with a playful look in his eyes, "The ability of your sacrificial vessel is to condense iron into needles, right?" ”

At this time, Wu Moumou held his knees with both hands, panting and looking at him, hearing this, his eyes couldn't help but be stunned, and then said with a smile: "Not bad!" However, even if you know the ability of my sacrificial weapon, Su Hang, you are going to die today! ”

"But it's not like it can be condensed into a needle all the time, is it?"

Su Hang paused for a moment, and then continued to analyze, "And, according to my preliminary observation, the number of needles you can control is fixed for a period of time, right?" If you fire them all and there's no way to retrieve them right away, then the iron you touch along the way will suck it up on you, melt it and turn into iron needles until it's replenished, right?"

Wu Moumou looked at him coldly, and suddenly laughed again.

Then, all the embroidery needles on her body were pressed down, and the tips of the needles were aimed at Su Hang.

"You're right, but so what?" Wu Moumou looked at Su Hang with extremely compassionate eyes, and said coldly: "Could it be that knowing this, you can turn defeat into victory?" Save it, your life is already in my hands now, I want you to die early, I want you to die early, I want you to die late!"

"I'm not going to die." Su Hang said with a smile, this smile seemed to contain endless ridicule, "The one who survived must be me!"

After speaking, he lowered his body, held the sickle in his heart, and then ran towards Wu Moumou!

Wu Moumou originally wanted to deal with those elementary school students, watching him beg for mercy in the face of death, and then, little by little, to eat away at his life, making him cry and admit his mistakes.

But now seeing the other party's cold eyes, she didn't feel a little throbbing in her heart, and shouted: "Then let's see who kills the deer, Su Hang!"

Then, countless long needles shot out in unison, like a sudden rainstorm pear blossoms.

Su Hang snorted and hurriedly used a sickle to protect the vital parts, but his body was still full of embroidery needles. The whole person was knocked out and disappeared at the end of the hallway.

"You go to die, Su Hang!" Looking at Su Hang, who was already dying, Wu Moumou couldn't help but feel joy in his heart, and then he was deeply afraid.