Chapter 11 Salsa

The stone wall rumbled, a few meters high. Hong Mo continued to chase and hit it hard, and countless debris flew up.

Aware of the movement under his feet, the red ink quickly pulled back, and several sharp stone thorns on the ground almost rose in front of the red ink. Ten meters away, Hongmo stopped and looked at the stone thorns and stone walls not far away. At this distance, I believe that with Mao Shaohui's injured body, even if he shoots a secret gun, he has enough time to react.

After the red ink retreated, the stone wall also rumbled into the ground. The fat man stopped in front of Mao Shaohui between the ups and downs and carefully checked the injury. And the little Lori, who was less than ten years old, looked at the red ink on guard.

At this time, Mao Shaohui lay sadly on the broken ground, and he didn't know where to throw the pistol in his hand. He hurriedly blocked the wound on his chest. However, such a big wound can't be blocked, and the blood still flows from the fingers of both hands for free.

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

"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 was the prince of the capital. He awakened his superpowers. He didn't want to die. Whether it was power or power, he didn't enjoy it enough.

The fat man frowned solemnly, and he was also a little embarrassed. Mao Shaohui is the prince of the capital. If he dies here, I'm afraid there will be a huge earthquake in the whole Shancheng City.

However!

The fat man looked at the red ink. The red ink face stood not far away with an expressionless face. It was clearly seen that there was a piece the size of a fist at the waist. The blood was slowly dispersing, which was a shot that was not avoided just now. Moreover, below the left wrist, there is only one little finger left, and the blood is slowly dripping because of a trace of skin.

Hong Mo and the fat man met a year ago, and Hong Mo happened to save him and his sister once. Although they don't have much contact with each other, they are still friends. Hongmo's eyes did not hesitate at all, which must kill Mao Shaohui's serious eyes.

It's really troublesome. Frankly speaking, the fat man doesn't like Mao Shaohui, but this capital prince can't die here now.

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

At this time, little Lori was staring at Hongmo 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. The fat man is a friend. Since he is a friend, he can't make it difficult for a friend. However, whether you can get rid of it or not depends on your ability.

"If you can save it, try to save it!" While Hong Mo spoke, he grabbed the little finger connected to his left wrist with his right hand and directly pulled off the trace of skin, which was 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, the fat man breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that Hongmo asked him to do it as much as he could. He had his own positions. It was no big deal. Even so, everyone was still friends.

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

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

The little girl Sasha, who was ordered, did not answer. Her right foot was heavy on the ground, and the ground was broken into countless thumb-sized stones. Then the little girl opened her hands, and the rubble quickly floated up, centered on three people, slowly flowing around, like a gray nebula.

Broken nebula!

As the fat man's index finger was inserted into Mao Shaohui's heart, the blood that was constantly gushing out because of the wound slowly flowed back to the heart as if attracted. And the damaged blood vessels also seem to have invisible blood vessels, and the blood flows in the air.

Blood control!

What a fat man can control is 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 party's blood, and he can only control the range of less than ten centimeters.

Of course, this ability has no effect in battle, but at this time, it is very good to save people. As the blood circulation in the chest went to normal, Mao Shaohui was finally relieved.

"Let's go!" Mao Shaohui ordered it. He has suffered a great loss this time. If it hadn't been for the strong vitality of the superpower, he would have hung up just now.

Mao Shaohui's ability, kinetic energy blessing. Usually, he adds kinetic energy to the bullet and breaks out a terrible attack. Another unknown ability is to add kinetic energy to itself.

With the help of this ability, you can get an effect similar to 'transportation'. Although the distance is not very long, it is about one meter, but it can also avoid a lot of attacks.

Although there seems to be no problem now, all this is the effect of Fu Xunhong's ability. If Fu Xunhong's fingers move his heart away, he will continue to fall into a life crisis. Mao Shaohui, who cherished his life, made the decision to retreat after his body recovered a little.

He is the prince of the capital, so he won't fight with these country bumpers.

After receiving the order, Sasha's broken nebula cracked a gap from behind, just enough for one person to pass. Fu Xunhong's fingers inserted into Mao Shaohui's heart did not move, holding Mao Shaohui and slowly retreating back.

Hongmo's heart beats violently, and his thoughts are intermittent. Inside the head, it was as heavy as if it had been poured with paste, and the place where the forehead was rubbed by bullets, there was a tingling from time to time. This is not a relief from the injury, but a close numbness.

Seeing that Mao Shaohui was about to leave like this, Hong Mo took out a coin on his body and took out a coin.

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

The little girl who got the order still didn't say anything. A few half-meter-high stone slabs on the ground were added to the Broken Nebula. Moreover, the countless gravel on the ground jumped fiercely like this.

With a crisp sound, a coin jumped up.

Before the coin fell again, the little girl Sasha pushed out with her right hand into the void, and countless gravel shot into the red ink like bullets. At the same time, the left hand suddenly needed to rise, and several sharp stone thorns rose from under the feet of the red ink.

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

Sure enough, the cannon sister's moves in the comics are just because of the needs of the plot. In real combat, the enemy will not give you so many opportunities to be handsome.

Well, forget it, Hongmo ran at high speed, avoiding the rubble comparable to the Gatling machine gun, and took out five coins from his trouser pocket with his right hand again. These are the last few coins on Hong Mo's body. The battle is fierce. As Hong Mo expected, the coins in the clothes have long been lost. The pant pockets of jeans are as strong as ever.

The five coins were not held by the red ink in their hands, but were firmly attracted by the electromagnetic field, with several fingertips of the red ink's right hand.

Looking on the situation, if you don't solve the problem of Shasha, you won't have a chance to chase Mao Shaohui. Hongmo glanced at the less than ten-year-old girl, and her eyes gradually became cold.

Dead, don't blame me.

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

Hum~!!

The red ink's right hand suddenly waved forward and vibrated five times. Every time it vibrated, a coin flew out at a high speed with a thick white light.

While Shasha waved her right hand with red ink, she put her hands together and held it tightly. The huge stones rotating around blocked in front of him at the same time, forming a solid barrier.

Boom, boom, boom!

With several continuous explosions, the huge stones suddenly cracked, but the cracked gravel, like an invisible bondage, firmly blocked in front of Sasha.

Through the smoke and dust, Hong Mo saw Sasha's face distorted by excessive force.

A great!

Hong Mo sighed in his heart.

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

"Ah!" The little girl Sasha screamed, her long smooth hair flew up, and the bright red blood slowly flowed down her little Qiong's nose.

The stone wall that was about to split closed again. After a violent impact, the gravel splashed, and the little girl Sasha flew out because of the huge impact, hit the wall and fell down.

Sorry!

The red ink's eyes were as red as blood, and he took a look at the motionless Sasha.