Puppet Curse Chapter 9: Between life and death

bsp;After the flames appeared, the spreading frost was immediately stopped and turned into boundless water vapor that filled the entire space. The originally clear square was suddenly filled with fog, and the field of vision was shortened to less than ten meters.

Such a result was beyond everyone’s expectations.

Hong Mo had already left Mu Siyu's side when Mu Siyu took action. This is not an online game. There is no such thing as a team that cannot hurt teammates. Even if it is red ink, within the range of Mu Siyu's cold air, it cannot turn a blind eye to Mu Siyu's cold air.

Looking at the appearance over there, will there be any results in a short while? Then, are these three my enemies?

Hong Mo touched his nose and felt depressed. He should have come to help, but why did he become the main force instead. Fortunately, the fat man is not a real enemy. When the fight starts, he will probably let go.

At the moment when Hong Mo was distracted, the gentle-looking Loli stepped violently on the ground with her right foot wearing a cute big-toed boot. The originally solid concrete floor seemed to come alive and cracked under her feet. A huge crack spread towards Hong Mo. At the same time, on both sides of the crack, the solid concrete floor suddenly rose, forcing the red ink to squeeze into the middle.

The corners of Hong Mo's eyes twitched. The loli who looked so cute turned out to be so cruel.

Since awakening her super powers, Hong Mo has read countless novels and anime, simulating countless times in her mind how she would deal with the abilities in various anime.

This is not unfounded worry or paranoia. Who knows whether the abilities in anime or similar abilities will really appear after superpowers appear in the world.

Although he was distracted, it just gave the little girl an upper hand.

What a pity. It is similar to the super power of controlling the earth. The attack is very fierce, but it is a pity that the speed is not enough. Hong Mo thought to himself, the electric current flowing in his body stimulated the muscle activity throughout his body, and he quickly rushed towards the little girl.

However, the fat man quickly rushed to the little girl, his right hand drooped, and on his arm, a silver-white wrist wheel made a slight clicking sound, and a row of blades appeared on the inner ring of the wrist wheel.

Bright red blood shot out from Fu Xunhong's right arm, twisted and twisted, and appeared on Fu Xunhong's right hand. It formed an exquisite Japanese sword, similar in style to a certain Zanpakutō in 'Death'.

Damn Fatty, he is indeed an otaku, so familiar with Japanese swords. But it’s not the fat man’s fault. China’s Cultural Affairs Bureau is a tragedy. It’s a shame and it’s a shame. Don’t even think about finding a handsome cold weapon as a reference.

Damn Fatty, Fu Xunhong’s ability is to control blood. Not only can the blood form various desired weapons outside the body, but it can also drive the blood to flow at high speed in the body, bringing huge power to the body.

Hong Mo admired in his heart. A year ago, when his super power first awakened, Fatty could only simply control the blood and form a rough shape. Now, the **** Zanpakuto is so exquisite, it's like a work of art. However, why does it feel so inconsistent for a big fat man to hold such a Zanpakutō?

Things happened in an instant. Although Fu Xunhong stood in front of him, Hong Mo did not retreat, but laughed. Well, I haven't seen him for a long time, and I don't know what Fu Xunhong's strength is anymore.

Grabbing the air with his right hand, countless black iron sand formed in his hand, forming a Tang Dao about one meter long. On the surface of Tang Dao, black iron sand trembled rapidly, and a buzzing sound was heard.

Sand iron sword!

Among the scientific railguns, Misaka Mikoto’s moves were copied by Hong Mo. Is there any way? His super power is also to control electromagnetism. He is simply a replica of Sister Pao. It is useless to learn such a ready-made move.

"Don't die!" Fu Xunhong suddenly said to Hong Mo, while waving his right hand violently. A blood-red crescent-shaped sword energy slashed towards Hong Mo.

Sword energy, crescent moon clashing with the sky? Damn it, a year ago, Fu Xunhong was just a fat otaku weighing over 300 pounds. But we haven’t seen each other in a year. How much has changed?

Although I don’t know how powerful Fatty’s move is in the original work, Hong Mo doesn’t intend to hit it directly.

Instantly open!

In a blink of an eye, red ink's shoulder blades were sprayed with electricity, and he quickly dodged the slashing attack.

There are a lot of bad jokes in the anime, and Hong Mo disagrees very much with one of the fighting methods, which is to use certain powerful moves to show his strength.

From Hong Mo's point of view, this is undoubtedly a very stupid approach. For him, attacks that he can dodge will never be hit hard. Who knows if he will capsize in the gutter and be directly KOed.

The next movement fully proved this point. The seemingly inconspicuous 'Pseudo Crescent Sky Chong' crossed diagonally across the sky and bombarded the two-story building opposite, causing a violent explosion. of explosion.

Seriously! ?

Before Hong Mo could sigh, he spotted Mao Shaohui from the corner of his eye, who had not taken any action, and took out a pistol.

Pistol? Hong Mo was surprised and laughed in his heart. Is this thing still useful to him, although it does look more exquisite.

As if feeling Hong Mo's contempt, Mao Shaohui smiled silently at Hong Mo and pulled the trigger. At this moment, Hong Mo suddenly felt a hair in his heart, and he was so blessed that he blocked the sand iron sword in front of him.

"Bump!"

It wasn't a very heavy gunshot, but a golden bullet flew to Hong Mo's eyes almost instantly. In the blink of an eye, Hong Mo's eyes widened and he moved the sand iron sword upwards, blocking it in front of him.

The moment the bullet collided with the sand iron sword, the originally strong and sharp sand iron sword began to collapse from the point of contact and turned into fine iron sand again. After the golden bullet penetrated the sand iron sword, it still shot towards Hong Mo's eyebrows.

I want... to die!

Hong Mo didn't know how fast his thinking was now, and countless fragments flashed through his mind. At this moment, the world seemed to stop, and Hong Mo could clearly see the high-speed rotating golden bullets.

Hide, hide!

Hong Mo roared in his heart, but his body was like a puppet with strings pulled, slow and dull.

Get away from me!

The fear of death occupied Hong Mo's heart. He did not believe that he would die from an ordinary bullet like this. Between life and death, there is great terror!

Between Hong Mo's eyes, traces of blood oozed out, and a trace of electric light appeared between Hong Mo's eyebrows and the golden bullet.

The electric light moved forward like a snail, wrapping around and pulling the bullet. Hong Mo, on the other hand, raised his head back with difficulty. However, the golden bullet still shot at the red ink eyebrow without mercy.

In the eyes of outsiders, the moment Mao Shaohui pulled the trigger, Hong Mo put the sand iron sword in his hand in front of him to block it, and then the whole person was carried by the bullet and flew into the air, and the violent impact hit him On a far wall.

A violent explosion occurred on the solid wall above Hong Mo's head. It looked like a bullet penetrated Hong Mo's head and then hit the wall.

The red ink fell from the wall without any movement.

Dead?

The fat man's heart skipped a beat.

Boundless severe pain came from his forehead, and Hong Mo's thinking was still a little confused. At that moment, he was using electric current to drive the bullet, causing the bullet to slow down and deflect upward, while he raised his head to dodge with difficulty.

In the end, he only felt a sharp pain in the middle of his eyebrows. He didn't know whether he had escaped it or not.

Probably, he escaped. Otherwise, he should be dead.

Blood slowly flowed from Hong Mo's forehead and eyes, covering his entire face. Slowly, Hong Mo stretched out his right hand and touched his forehead, and a sunken mark appeared between his eyebrows.

"Ha, ha, haha!" Hong Mo laughed out loud, tears filling his eyes with blood.