Puppet Curse Chapter 111: Eliza

bsp;Hong Mo took a deep breath and suppressed the uneasiness in his heart. Now, even if he is anxious, he cannot get any help. The top priority is to gain a foothold in the United States.

First of all, it is necessary to obtain a legal identity through illegal means.

For ordinary people, this may be very difficult, but for Hong Mo, it is nothing. Generally speaking, the local underworld 'runs' this kind of business. As for how to find the underworld? If you just find a bar or casino on the street, there will definitely be some messy relationships.

Then, if you cause some trouble, these people will come out on their own. Anyway, Hong Mo is not really afraid of anything now.

"Let's go, Suzune." Now that you have decided what to do, there is no need to stay here any longer. Hong Mo glanced at the two beauties lying on the sofa, and pointed his fingertips at the forehead of one of them.

As long as the electric current is gently emitted, the two of them will definitely disappear. However, at this time, Hong Mo hesitated. He is not a saint, but he is not a murderous person who regards human life as trivial, especially innocent ordinary humans.

Hong Mo never regards himself as the protagonist, because he can't be as 'ruthless' as the protagonist! Or would it be more appropriate to say, inhumane?

Hey!

However, at this moment, the little white beauty suddenly woke up. There was no sound of "嘤咛", nor was there a seductive moan or anything like that. He just suddenly opened his eyes.

Open your eyes, and then...scream!

There was no scream, because Hong Mo's fingers gently placed on her throat. The little beauty did not scream, but looked at Hong Mo calmly. "Who are you and what do you want to do when you come to my house?"

Hong Mo could feel that the little beauty's body was trembling slightly.

This is troublesome. If Hong Mo doesn't wake up, maybe Hong Mo can just walk away with Ling Yin. Anyway, neither of them had a deep impression of him. They were basically stunned by the red ink before they could see him clearly. However, speaking of this, the physical fitness of this little beauty seems to be a bit too good?

Hong Mo controlled the power accurately. If he were an ordinary person, he would never wake up so quickly. Following Hong Mo's thoughts, Hong Mo's fingers gently emitted a trace of electricity. A slight numbing feeling spread from her throat to her body, making this little beauty even more uneasy.

"Who are you? My boyfriend Bob has super powers. I, I'm warning you..." Hong Mo didn't say anything, but the little beauty became even more nervous.

"Do you know the local gangs?" Hong Mo suddenly asked a question, in English of course. Not to mention red ink, even ringtones can now talk in many languages. At the same time as he asked, Hong Mo's left hand suddenly flashed with lightning. The little beauty was immediately frightened and hurriedly answered Hong Mo's questions.

"I, I don't know, but Bob knows, he is..."

Luckily, this little beauty’s boyfriend Bob is the leader of a small local gang. Hong Mo frowned slightly when he heard this. According to what this little beauty said, that Bob was a superpower and actually a small leader. Then the strength of this gangster should be re-evaluated.

"Come with me, take me to find your boyfriend Bob." Hong Mo said to the little beauty.

"Okay, okay, is my mother okay?" The little beauty was still a little worried about the mother next to her.

"It's okay, I just fainted. Leave a message to your mother. It's best to dispel her suspicions."

"No, let's go directly. When my mother wakes up and finds out that I'm not here, she will definitely call me as soon as possible. It will be easier to believe if she makes up a lie at that time." At this time, the little beauty suddenly became less nervous. Instead, he helped Hong Mo with advice.

Hong Mo looked at her doubtfully, wondering why she could change so quickly.

"I have a request..." Sure enough, the little beauty made a request.

"Say!"

"When you leave, can you give me a drop of your blood?" The little beauty looked at Hong Mo timidly. This oriental face looks so familiar.

Actually...is this a requirement? Hong Mo thought he would ask not to kill her.

"What are you using my blood for?" Hong Mo asked doubtfully.

"Become a person with super powers. I also want to be a person with super powers." The little beauty suddenly became excited and looked at Hong Mo seriously. The more he looked at it, the more familiar the red ink looked.

"Who did you hear that with the blood of a superpower, you can become a superpower?"

"This is how Bob became a superpower. This is the secret he told me."

"Since it's a secret, why did you tell me so simply?" Hong Mo became more and more confused about what this little white girl was thinking. Forget it, there is really no need to dwell on this issue. The most important thing is to find the local gangsters early, get a legal identity, and then sneak into Caltech.

"You are already a person with superpowers anyway, so there is no problem in telling you..." The little beauty wanted to say something else, but was stopped by Hong Mo.

"I already know what you are thinking, but I have to tell you one thing. Your boyfriend is very lucky. The blood of superpowers or alienated creatures can indeed turn ordinary people into superpowers. . However, the probability is pitifully low. The current success rate of the evolutionary serum prepared by those scientists is less than 5%. If you use blood directly, the probability of survival is estimated to be 1%. " said Hong Mo. A question suddenly occurred to me.

"By the way, hasn't your boyfriend become a superpower? Can't you just ask him for blood?"

"I tried it, and the effect was very weak. It was almost useless. It just increased some resistance." The little beauty looked very frustrated when she spoke.

Hong Mo closed his eyes and thought carefully. Suddenly, a piece of information flashed out of his mind. By the way, this is it, "Multi-Generational Corrosion".

The evolutionary serum made from the body fluids of the first generation has a mortality rate of up to 95%, and those who survive are the second generation. The evolutionary serum made from the blood of the second generation has a mortality rate of only 70%, and those who survive are the third generation... Obviously, there is a rule here. The younger the next generation of superpowers, the more peaceful the erosion of the evolutionary serum will be. However, on the other hand, it is impossible to obtain such powerful abilities. In the end, it is probably just like this little beauty, just slightly improving the body's resistance.

So that’s what happened. It’s estimated that Bob, even though he is a superpower, has very weak abilities, so he can only become the leader of a gang.

"Let's go, take me to find your boyfriend Bob." After figuring this out, Hong Mo no longer struggled with this issue. It's your own business that matters.

Although she was frustrated, this little beauty also knew that she could never resist Hong Mo, because she had already remembered who Hong Mo was. Today, with the extremely developed Internet, any major event happening in the world will definitely be spread throughout the Internet as soon as possible.

The battle between Hong Mo and Qin Shasha was designed by Mao Shaohui and turned into a direct satellite live broadcast. It can be said that this is the clearest, most realistic, and most intense battle between superpowers that has ever appeared in society. As one of the parties involved, Hong Mo will definitely be familiar to countless people.

If Americans weren't really bad at distinguishing Eastern faces, the red ink would have been exposed long ago.

How dare the little beauty who knows Hong Mo’s true identity dare to say no? This is a super superpower known as the ‘Red Devil’, a real map cannon. Her boyfriend Bob was a scumbag in front of Hong Mo.

The date of this little beauty and her boyfriend was, well, in a bar. Seeing the little beauty walking into the bar with Hong Mo, a young black man rushed over immediately.

"Alyssa! Who is this person?" When the black man saw the red ink, he immediately rushed over with an unkind expression.

"Bob, this is..." Alyssa didn't know whether to say Hong Mo's name. It shouldn't be possible. If this Hong Mo knew that he knew his identity, would he kill him and silence him?

However, she didn't know that because of this slight hesitation, Bob thought she had some unspeakable relationship with Hong Mo, and then the black boy immediately became angry. He was originally a gangster, and his personality was definitely not calm. He just took turns to hit Hong Mo with his big fists.

Hong Mo looked at this slow movement, stretched out his right hand, and easily grabbed his fist.

Sure enough, I don’t know how many generations of superpowers I have. As a person with physical superpowers, his physical fitness is actually inferior to his own.

"I think we need to sit down and talk." Hong Mo grabbed Bob's fist with his right hand and said slowly. The commotion here did not attract the attention of other people in the bar. After all, the matter had not become a big deal yet.

Bob gritted his teeth and twisted his arm vigorously, but Hong Mo's right hand was like an iron pliers, tightly grabbing his fist. Seeing Bob being so ignorant, Hong Mo released a little electricity.

"Maybe it would be better if you were quieter."

As soon as he was stimulated by the electric current, Bob also calmed down. This Oriental seemed to be difficult to deal with. After all, he is considered a minor boss. Although he became the leader through brute force, he at least has some knowledge.

"Who are you?"

"This is the problem anyway. Let's book a private room. We need to have a good talk." Hong Mo let go of Bob. He was not afraid of the black boy causing any trouble. In the face of absolute power, what? They are all false.

We got a private room in the bar. Bob and Alyssa sat together, while Hong Mo and Ling Yin sat opposite.

"Now, we can have a good talk. I don't know, what is the name of the gang you belong to?" Hong Mo said lightly. Although his tone was not serious, the two people opposite him felt a pressure from Hong Mo's body.

Perhaps Hong Mo himself didn't know that after a long period of experience, he also had an aura on his body.