Puppet Curse Chapter 11: Sasha

bsp;The stone wall rumbled up, several meters high. Hong Mo's claw continued to pursue and hit it hard, and countless debris flew up.

Aware of the movement under his feet, Hong Mo quickly pulled back, and several sharp stone thorns on the ground almost rose up in front of Hong Mo. Ten meters away, Hong Mo stopped and looked at the stone thorns and stone wall not far away. At this distance, I believe that with Mao Shaohui's injured body, he would have enough reaction time even if he fired a hidden gun.

After Hong Mo retreated, the stone wall rumbled into the ground. The fat man stopped in front of Mao Shaohui during the ups and downs, carefully checking the injury. The little loli, who was less than ten years old, looked at Hong Mo warily.

At this time, Mao Shaohui was lying miserably on the broken ground. He didn't know where he had thrown the pistol in his hand, and he was busy blocking the wound on his chest. However, no matter where such a big wound could be blocked, blood still flowed freely from between the fingers of both hands.

"The aorta was severed and a wound was torn out on the heart." After Mao Shaohui took his hands away, the fat man came to a conclusion almost instantly.

"Save me, save me, no matter what you want, I can give it to you!" Mao Shaohui grabbed the fat man with tears in his eyes. He is the prince of the capital. He has awakened his super power. He doesn't want to die, no matter what. I haven't enjoyed enough power or strength.

The fat man frowned solemnly, he was also a little embarrassed. Mao Shaohui was a princeling in the capital. If he died here, there would probably be a huge earthquake in the entire Shancheng City.

However!

The fat man looked at Hong Mo. Hong Mo stood expressionless not far away. A fist-sized piece was clearly missing from his waist. The blood was slowly spreading. It was the shot that he had not avoided just now. Moreover, below the wrist of his left hand, only one little finger was still connected by a trace of flesh and skin, and blood was slowly dripping.

Hong Mo and Fatty met a year ago, and Hong Mo saved him and his sister at the right time. Although they don’t interact with each other very much, they are still considered friends. There was no hesitation in Hong Mo's eyes, it was a serious look that must kill Mao Shaohui.

It's really troublesome. Frankly speaking, Fatty doesn't like Mao Shaohui either, but this princeling in the capital really can't die here now.

After making up his mind, Fatty stared at Hong Mo and silently said the word 'sorry'.

At this time, the little Loli was staring at Hong Mo warily, with her back to the fat man, while Mao Shaohui was still lying on the ground pitifully and did not see the fat man's little movements.

Sorry!

Hong Mo suddenly smiled. Fatty is a friend. Since he is a friend, he cannot make it difficult for him to be a friend. However, whether you can escape or not depends on your ability.

"If you can save it, try to save it!" As Hong Mo spoke, he grabbed the little finger attached to his left wrist with his right hand, and directly pulled off the attached piece of skin, still on the side.

If you are not familiar with red ink, you will definitely take this sentence as a threat. However, after hearing Hong Mo's words, Fatty breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that Hong Mo asked him to do whatever he wanted, and everyone had their own positions. It was no big deal. Even so, everyone was still friends.

It was because of this silent understanding that he became friends with Hong Mo, whom he had known for a short time.

"Sasha, please." After the fat man finished speaking, he inserted his right index finger into Mao Shaohui's heart.

After receiving the order, the little girl Shasha didn't answer. She slammed her right foot on the ground, and the ground shattered into countless thumb-sized stones. Then the little girl opened her hands, and the rubble quickly floated up, centered on the three people, slowly flowing around them like a gray nebula.

Shattered Nebula!

As the fat man inserted his index finger into Mao Shaohui's heart, the blood that had been flowing out due to the wound slowly flowed back to his heart as if being attracted. And those damaged blood vessels seemed to have invisible blood vessels, and blood flowed in the air.

Blood control!

Fat Man can control not only his own blood, but also other people's blood, but the conditions are very harsh. He must have direct contact with the other person's blood, and he can only control a range of less than ten centimeters.

This ability is of course useless in battle, but at this time, it is very useful for saving people. As the blood circulation in his chest returned to normal, Mao Shaohui finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's go!" Mao Shaohui ordered. He suffered a big loss this time. If it weren't for the superpower's vitality, he might have died just now.

Mao Shaohui’s ability, kinetic energy blessing. Normally, he adds kinetic energy to the bullets and unleashes terrifying attacks. Another unknown ability is to apply kinetic energy to oneself.

With this ability, you can obtain an effect similar to 'teleportation'. Although the distance is not very long, only about one meter, you can also avoid many attacks.

Although there seems to be no problem now, all this is the effect of Fu Xunhong's ability. If Fu Xunhong removes his finger from his heart, he will continue to be in crisis. Mao Shaohui, who cherished his life, made the decision to retreat after his body recovered slightly.

He is a princeling in the capital, and he will not fight these country bumpkins.

After receiving the order, Shasha's Broken Nebula opened a hole from the back, just enough for one person to pass through. Fu Xunhong's finger inserted into Mao Shaohui's heart did not move, and he supported Mao Shaohui and slowly retreated back.

Hong Mo's heart was beating violently, and his thoughts were intermittent. The inside of his head felt as heavy as if it had been filled with paste, and from time to time there was a slight sting from where the bullet had rubbed his forehead. This is not that the injury is lessened, but that it is close to numbness.

Seeing Mao Shaohui about to leave like this, Hong Mo dug around and took out a coin.

"Stop him, Shasha!" Mao Shaohui saw Hong Mo's movements and immediately ordered the little girl.

After receiving the order, the little girl still said nothing. Several half-meter-high stone slabs on the ground joined the broken nebula. Moreover, countless gravels on the ground were beating fiercely.

With a crisp sound, a coin jumped up.

Before the coin fell again, the little girl Shasha pushed her right hand outward, and countless gravel shot towards the red ink like bullets. At the same time, his left hand suddenly moved upward, and several sharp stone thorns rose from under Hong Mo's feet.

The expected electromagnetic gun was not launched, and the coin was knocked away by a piece of gravel while it was still in mid-air.

Sure enough, Sister Gun's moves in the comics are just for plot needs. In real combat, the enemy will not give you so many opportunities to be cool.

Well, forget it, Hong Mo ran at high speed, dodging gravel comparable to a Gatling gun, and took out five coins from his trouser pocket with his right hand again. These were the last few coins that Hong Mo had on his body. The fierce battle was just as Hong Mo expected, and the coins in his clothes had long been thrown away. On the other hand, the pockets of the jeans are as strong as ever.

The five coins were not held by Hong Mo in his hand, but were firmly attracted by the electromagnetic field, sticking to the fingertips of Hong Mo's right hand.

Depending on the situation, there is no chance of pursuing Mao Shaohui unless Shasha is dealt with. Hong Mo glanced at the little girl who was less than ten years old, and her eyes gradually turned cold.

Don't blame me if you die.

The right hand is bent in front of the chest, like a tight bow. The five coins are attracted by the electromagnetic field and stick firmly to the red ink fingertips.

Buzz~! !

Hong Mo's right hand suddenly waved forward, vibrating five times quickly. With each vibration, a coin flew out at high speed with a thick white light.

While Hong Mo waved her right hand, Shasha put her hands together and shook them tightly. The huge rocks rotating around him blocked in front of him at the same time, forming a solid barrier.

Boom, boom, boom!

After several continuous explosions, the huge stone suddenly shattered, but the cracked gravel, as if being bound by invisible means, was firmly blocked in front of Shasha.

Through the smoke and dust, Hong Mo saw Shasha's face that was distorted by excessive exertion.

Awesome!

Hong Mo admired in his heart.

The fourth electromagnetic gun was also blocked, but at this time, the stone wall used as a shield was shattered, and the huge stone wall was pushed in front of Shasha by the power of the electromagnetic gun.

"Yeah!" the little girl Shasha screamed, her silky long hair flying up, and bright red blood slowly flowing down from her little nose.

The stone wall that was about to split was closed again. After a violent impact, gravel flew away, and the little girl Shasha flew backwards due to the huge impact, hit the wall, and fell down.

Sorry!

Hong Mo's eyes were as bright as blood as he glanced at Shasha, who was motionless.