Chapter 162: "Missile" Falling from the Sky
Since evolving to the third stage, Fang Mo has never gone all out.
At this point, he felt that his speed might be able to increase again, so he poured more power into his legs.
It was also in this situation that his path forward began to become less peaceful......
Thundered!
Thundered!
Bang, bang, bang!
Stepping on the wall, the movement he made was not weaker than a forklift with all its might, but stronger.
This surprised him incomparably, and his heart was also shocked by this speed and the power that erupted.
The speed is really faster, and the explosiveness and power are indeed stronger.
However, the after-effects came.
He couldn't stop at any time, but at the moment he wanted to stop, he stepped forward for an unknown number of steps, so that holes the size of a basketball appeared on the floors.
Half an hour later, he fell to the ground.
Looking at the imprints of himself left on the originally bustling streets, several floors, he couldn't help but pinch himself fiercely.
"It doesn't hurt? Is it a dream? β
He didn't believe in evil, and twisted his arm hard.
This time it was not like the last time, at most it was like a soft towel running through it, but it was like something had grabbed his flesh...... It hurts!
"Shhh
He gasped, looked behind him in disbelief, and then looked at his feet that had become unshoeed, and half of his trousers that had become cropped pants, and muttered, "Am I actually so strong now?" If you can be a demolition brigade, you can't become a captain or something in an instant? β
"It's much better than any excavator or forklift, and you don't even need fuel consumption, as long as you eat and drink......
This made him marvel again and again, and he was even more proud of his strength.
He never thought that he would one day become so powerful that he was simply not human, and Superman couldn't even describe his current state.
If he had to describe it with one thing, then Fang Mo felt that he was now a humanoid Gundam.
It's too strong!
"No wonder, I was just able to kick a big hole in the chest of the Destruction Behemoth, if I use all my strength, I'm afraid it will be more than just a big hole......"
"I, maybe pass through its chest?!"
It took him a long time before he regained his composure, and his heart was even more full of expectations for Ye Qingcheng.
He wondered if this traverser was as tough as he was.
Suddenly.
He felt a darkness in the sky, as if a low-flying plane was passing through the sky while the sun was shining.
Illusion?!
Fang Mo muttered, raised his head and looked at the sky, his mouth instantly closed.
It was a terrifyingly large monster, with two wings spread out, and a volume of about twenty meters, and in the middle of the two wings was a muscular body.
Overall, it looked like a bat that had grown countless times larger, dark all over, with a scarlet glow in its eyes.
Fang Mo was a little afraid to move, because he could feel it, he definitely couldn't deal with this guy.
At least, people can fly, he can't.
However, the monster did not take him seriously, and after glancing at him with disdain, it continued to fly in one direction.
"I, I, I'm not mistaken, right?"
He couldn't believe that the meaning in the eyes of this monster was actually expressed...... With such a small size, he doesn't have enough to eat at all, and people don't care!
That look made Fang Mo full of inferiority.
Isn't it enough to even be someone's food? How weak is this?
When he was about to fly up and teach this guy a good lesson, he vaguely felt that something was wrong.
Especially in the lower part of the other party's body, there seems to be something standing out......
Poof!
Bang!
Thundered!
A lump of slimy stuff fell from the sky and landed about five meters in front of him, and if he hadn't reacted quickly enough, he might have been enveloped by that thing just now......
This thing, nothing else.
Anyone who has been out of the house and seen a bird understands what it is.
That's right, just like those birds who don't know the rules and don't have any manners, this monster also threw a mine down in the air.
However, compared to bird poop, which is disgusting at best, but does not smell clean......
"Gross!"
Fang Mo, who had just eaten, vomited out in an instant, his face turned green, and he looked at the black and white things stained on his body, and the anger in his eyes began to brew.
Now he wants to rush to the sky and blow it up with one punch.
However, he soon found out powerlessly that even if he doubled the speed he had just made, he might not be able to keep up with the other party's speed.
Because in the blink of an eye, it's just a black dot.
If he's not mistaken, that thing should have flapped its wings hard.
He stretched out his middle finger and said angrily at the black dot in the sky: "Sooner or later, one day, Lao Tzu will pull you down from the air, wash and peel you clean, throw you into the pot, and chop three thousand six hundred knives fiercely, so that you will become dumpling filling......"
Before he could finish speaking, he felt as if there was something on his side.
He turned his head a little stiffly, looked at a large group of huge bats in the sky, and couldn't help but say, "Damn!" β
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Sou! Sou! Sou!
β¦β¦
Fang Mo had always thought that the TV was just a casual show, and when a bomb fell on a real plane, there would be no sound at all.
But at this time, he felt that he was really naΓ―ve before.
This group of impolite birds or some other monster, when they were above him, seemed to have found a good position, and in the lower part of the body, things began to appear, and then those "things" fell quickly with the sound of the TV.
Sou!
Sou!
Sou!
Fang Mo's speed was good, but there were too many monsters that couldn't stand the flying past, and he was inevitably covered by a "bomb" in the end.
At this moment, he has nothing to love.
originally thought that he was already very strong, even strong enough to walk sideways in this world, but who knows, just came out and didn't start to have fun, he was tortured by such a group of things......
They were just "convenient" and he was so embarrassed that he couldn't describe it.
He didn't even know if he was still alive.
All kinds of violent odors hit his nostrils from time to time, causing his nostrils, mouth, and body to ......
It's all that horror smell, and that little bit of horror.
For the first time.
Fang Mo felt that those birds in the sky were so annoying, "From now on, the one who can fly is my enemy!" I'm going to roast you! No, wash your intestines first, ahhh β
He had been tortured to the point of madness, and roared at the distant black dots in the sky.
Wet behind the ears.
It's a powerful moment.
The inflated heart hasn't even had time to be born.
He was severely educated by a group of people who didn't know how to be polite and unhygienic.