Chapter 10 That's crazy

No one can understand the complicated mood of Hongmo now. There is both the joy of escaping from death and the fear of the moment just now.

Judging from the dents in the eyebrows, Hong Mo escaped from death and dodged the bullet at the last moment. The bullet did not penetrate the head of the red ink, but just flew past the eyebrows, leaving a deep trace.

Blood is immersed in the eyes, and the red ink looks at everything around it. There is a trace of light red, which is the color of blood.

He laughed twice, and Hong Mo stood up and faced several people again.

At first, Hongmo wondered why the capital princes did not ask the armed police to surround this place and directly made dumplings for him and Mu Siyu. So that's it. Are you confident in your own strength?

Hong Mo understands very much, really understands very much. Since he gained superpowers, he also has the self-confidence of being higher than the sky and facing everything.

"What a big life. You haven't died yet." Mao Shaohui looked at Hong Mo in surprise and got up and joked.

“.......”

Hong Mo did not answer, and looked at Mao Shaohui carefully. What is the principle of this guy's shot just now? Is it a powerful gun or some kind of superpower?

"Pkinetic energy blessing!" Mao Shaohui suddenly said.

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"The power of bullets is entirely due to kinetic energy, or the power of physical attacks, is due to kinetic energy. And I can convert the energy in my body into kinetic energy and add to all the objects I touch. With that, Mao Shaohui gently kicked the stone in front of him.

The big stone of the football, with Mao Shaohui's gentle foot, flew up at high speed, and then violently hit the wall and scattered into countless debris.

Got it!

That's why that extremely ordinary shot is so powerful. Perhaps the pistol is indeed specially made, but its power has not exceeded the scope of technology, and the reason why it is so powerful is that Mao Shaohui added more kinetic energy to the bullet.

However, are you too confident to explain the principle of your superpowers to the enemy like this?

The red ink took a deep breath, and the electric current on the surface of the body swam away. From the shoulder blade, the electric current slowly opened and extended, forming a pair of abstract wings.

"Are you still going to resist? It seems that you haven't made up yet. Mao Shaohui looked at Hong Mo's movements and tilted his head.

When Mao Shaohui awakened his superpowers, he was very disappointed. After all, his superpowers were really inconspicuous. There is neither the magnificence of the energy system nor the momentum of the material control system.

However, Mao Shaohui is extremely satisfied with his superpowers now. At present, the first master in China's superpower organization is not sure to take over an ordinary bullet with kinetic energy. For this reason, he also specially practiced gunnery and gun fighting.

Another identical pistol slipped on Mao Shaohui's left hand. It seemed that he was going to take it seriously.

In the distance, there was a sudden explosion on the battlefield of Mu Siyu and the decadent man. With the two people as the center, a blazing fire rose on one side, while the other side condensed countless icicles and ice thorns several meters high in an instant.

Just as the explosion sounded, Hong Mo licked the blood at the corners of his mouth and moved at a high speed.

With the police station as the center, a few kilometers away, countless armed police and police surrounded this place, and anyone inside has been dispersed.

"Lao Zhang, do you know what the task is this time? Why do so many armed policemen surround our police station? An ordinary policeman lit a cigarette and asked a well-informed teammate next to him.

"In fact, I'm not very clear about it. I only know the sudden order from above. It seems to have something to do with what happened to Shancheng University a few days ago. After taking the cigarette handed over by the colleague, Lao Zhang also took a sip.

"Shancheng University is related to the killing of the mayor's son?"

"Who knows, the world has suddenly changed. The whole university has been frozen for five kilometers. What the hell is this? You know, this is Shancheng City, and the temperature is over 30 degrees now." The policeman named Lao Zhang complained while smoking.

"I heard that the ice in the center of the school has not melted, and some of the bodies of the frozen students have not been taken out. The ice is surprisingly hard, and the large machinery can't be broken." Another policeman next to him heard the conversation between the two and interrupted.

"It's not true. Fortunately, my daughter said that Shancheng University was too close and familiar with it. She applied for the University of the Sea." A middle-aged police officer next to him was full of happiness.

At this time, there was a violent explosion from the center of the police station, and there was a slight tremor on the whole ground. It's like a missile was suddenly put inside.

"What's going on?" Countless people have their eyes on it.

The heads of several police stations, who knew some of the wind, looked at the center of the explosion with a stunned face. Is it still human? It is beyond the scope of human beings.

At this time, the battle between the two sides has entered the ** stage, and it is no longer the initial tentative attack. The red ink is surrounded by electric current all over the body, and it is constantly accelerating under the push of the current wings behind it.

Quick battle!

This is Hong Mo's plan. There is a Mao Shaohui staring at him. Whether it is attack or defense, he has to be careful for fear of being shot by him.

Under the pull of the current, the figure of red ink has exceeded the limit of ordinary people's vision. Only a dazzling white light can be seen pulling the long phantom and twisting towards Mao Shaohui.

Dead!

The red ink's right hand has five fingers into claws, and the dazzling electric light has slightly twisted the air because it has accumulated too much electric current.

Touch! Touch it!

After several consecutive shots, the red ink body in the air twisted, and two blood flowers burst out of the waist. Hongmo has made a plan. Even if he works hard, he will fight to kill Mao Shaohui.

Grasp Mao Shaohui with the same speed. It is foreseeable that if Mao Shaohui can't avoid it, he will definitely be torn to pieces by this violent force.

Wo~~!

Just as Hong Mo's right hand was about to grab Mao Shaohui's head, Mao Shaohui seemed to move instantly and disappeared one meter back. Hong Mo's heart jumped wildly, and the current in his left hand converged and was ready to go.

Sure enough, at the moment when Mao Shaohui retreated, the golden pistol in his left hand was lifted.

Touch!

Between the intervals, the red ink's left hand swept over. A sharp pain came from his left hand, and blood and broken fingers splashed around at the muzzle, and Mao Shaohui's golden pistol in his left hand rotated.

The red ink left hand, the whole palm disappeared, leaving only one little finger with a trace of skin. However, Hong Mo seemed to be unconscious and roared, and his right hand continued to grab Mao Shaohui, who was close at hand.

"Roar!"

Hong Mo roared at Mao Shaohui in front of him, and the huge sound waves dispersed, and the nearby air set off waves.

Although Mao Shaohui is very powerful, after all, he is a well-fed prince in the capital. He has never seen such a desperate madman as Hongmo. At the moment of the red ink roar, the body paused unnaturally.

Just one moment, it's very short, but it's enough.

At this moment, Hongmo's right hand grabbed Mao Shaohui's chest. There was a rustling sound, and blood splashed with meat.

"Ah~~!!!" A scream came from Mao Shaohui's mouth.

Hong Mo originally wanted to pierce Mao Shaohui's heart directly, but at the last moment, this guy instantly disappeared by a meter.

Even so, Mao Shaohui was absolutely uncomfortable. A large piece of his chest disappeared. From the wound, he could see the beating heart and wriggling muscles. With the beating of the heart, countless blood surged out as if for free.

Rumbled, between Hong Mo and Mao Shaohui, a strong stone wall rose, blocking the right hand of Hong Mo who continued to chase.