That dark shadow was left by Chu Mo when he was fighting with Zhenhu, Yamen and others just after they started fighting, and it has always been used as a hole card.

In the final analysis, Chu Mo is still very wary of Zhenhu, because the latter's strength is still not to be underestimated, and he has not used this shadow until now, because what he needs is a killing blow and will never leave any trouble.

"Boom!"

Chu Mo quickened the pace of the attack, and the Shui Han Sword slashed through the light blue arcs in his hand, cooperating with Yu He, his movements were quite flexible, and he continued to attack at various tricky angles.

On the other side, Mato, whether it is physical strength or reaction speed, is far inferior to when he was young, and the consumption of physical strength is already very large.

Another fight, and the force of the shock caused both of them to take a few steps back.

"Whew...... Call...... Go to hell. Mado gasped, the more he fought, the more excited he became, and he swung the metal stick in his hand again and smashed it towards Chu Mo's head, and the large and small scars on his body had already been countless.

"Boom!"

The two feathers blocked in front of him, Chu Mo blocked Mato's attack, and raised the Shui Han Sword in his hand to stab at the heart, the latter's physical strength was gradually unable to keep up with this high-intensity battle.

"Click!"

The sole of his foot stepped over the water, and almost at the same moment, a one-handed sword, Cook, also stabbed Mato in the back.

"Boom!" "Poof!"

Mado looked down at his chest in astonishment, he was obviously at the last moment, wielding Cook's Shui Han Sword that flicked Chu Mo away. But a sharp stabbing pain came from his chest, and hot blood slid down the tip of the sword.

The shadow behind Mato smiled grimly and slowly dissipated.

"You are really a cunning seed, let go of Yamen, you are also afraid that this trick will be detected." Mato's voice was a little weak, and he barely stood up with his hands on Cookin, this kind of injury was almost certain for a human being.

"But how can I die before I kill the owl!" Mato stumbled hoarsely in his throat, and suddenly rushed towards Jiang Bai as if he had gone crazy, but he had just run a few steps before falling to the ground.

"It's all garbage, it should disappear from this world, I'm going to kill you!" Mato's eyes were wide open in anger like a dried corpse, and the pool of water beneath him was stained red with blood.

"What a nasty and respectable enemy." Chu Mo lowered his head and looked down at the real Wu Xu.

It's just that now Wu Xu, the real household, can't listen to Chu Mo's words, his eyes are staring at Chu Mo's feet, stretching out his dry right hand, and crawling towards Chu Mo. A scarlet path was left behind.

The raised right hand trembled, and he almost touched the corner of Chu Mo's clothes.

"Owl!!" Spit out the last unwilling word, and Mato's right hand finally hung down weakly, completely losing his life.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for killing the superior investigator, Zhenhu Wu Xu, harvesting a handful of Jiahe Cook, harvesting a handful of scale Hekukin, and gaining five hundred points."

The one-handed sword and the metal stick inserted in the back of Mado Wu Xu, along with the fall of the system prompt, slowly turned into scattered energy, like fireflies, and disappeared into the void.

Chu Mo took a step, stepped over the corpse of Wu Xu, and stepped on the road that was crossed by blood, he wanted to know why this man was so vain?

In the dark night, the stars were shining, and in the cold alley, there were two cold corpses, one of the meow and the other of the searcher. The man in the satanic mask stepped on the path strewn through the blood, stretching out the feathers, and the scarlet eyes were in stark contrast to the dim light.

Chu Mo looked up at the sky, and there was only a corner of the sky that could be seen in the alley, and he happened to be unable to see the stars.

Slowly retracting his head, Chu Mo's gaze slowly scanned the fork in the alley, and heard a slight commotion. The sense of smell is unique, and the blood of Mato has a fatal temptation for the meows in the nearby area.

"Although I don't hate all kinds of meows, but I hate ignorant guys, what's wrong? Do you bastards have any thoughts about the prey I hunt? Chu Mo's indifferent voice slowly spread through the streets.

Turning his head to look at an alley at the fork in the road, almost the moment the voice fell, three pairs of scarlet eyes lit up in the darkness.

This group of mews is obviously a gang, and they actually committed the crime together, but looking at their hungry appearances and the saliva they kept swallowing, you can know that these three guys have been hungry for some time.

"It looks like it's a suitcase bearer who has been killed."

"I can't care so much, I can't help the meat that is sent to the door for nothing."

"If you know each other, get out!"

The three meows showed up Katsuko together, as if they were demonstrating. One Jiahe, two scales.

"What an ignorant bunch." The corners of Chu Mo's mouth curled, he patted his head in distress, slowly took out a pack of cigarettes from his arms, lit one slowly, took off the satanic mask, and revealed a handsome and pure cheek.

"I'm sorry, the weather is too stuffy, it's not very comfortable to wear a mask, anyway, you're going to be dead soon, so you won't mind." Chu Mo shrugged his shoulders, spoke flatly, took a deep puff of his cigarette, and exhaled clouds.

"Damn it, you look down on us and kill him!" Between the three mews, it was a tall mew who used Jiahe, and he ordered angrily, and the three of them rushed towards Chu Mo together.

"Hey, you should line up if you want to die."

The corners of Chu Mo's mouth rose slightly, and Yu He behind him suddenly shook, and a series of crystal feathers swept out.

"Poof! Burst! Burst! ”

"Ahh Yes! Yes! ”

After a flurry of feathers, screams erupted one after another, and the two mews who used the scales were knocked down almost instantly, and their deaths were tragic. Only the meow with the armor resisted a little, and the key parts were not traumatized.

"You guy!" As soon as he came back to his senses, he found that his two companions had fallen, and he was about to get angry.

Chu Mo's figure had already appeared in front of him, and a knee hit his abdomen.

"Wow~"

He spat out a mouthful of blood and knelt down clutching his stomach.

"Any miscellaneous person dares to provoke me." Chu Mo took a puff of his cigarette, smoked it all, and pressed it directly on Jiahe's shoulder, extinguishing the cigarette.

"Ah~ don't, don't kill me." He screamed, but was quickly bitten by gritted teeth to hold back the burning sensation on his shoulder, and asked with a trembling plea, the pain restoring him to his senses.

"Hehe......" The corners of Chu Mo's mouth curled, and a water cold sword pierced directly into Jiahe's chest.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for killing two C-level mews and one B-level meow and gaining 150 points."