MM Racing Chapter 349
Chapter 349
Butterfly Shinobu readjusted the angle, leaned down slightly, and held the knife at his waist with both hands, not surprised by Tong Mo's words, but asked rhetorically.
"If you can't kill the sudden assassination, what about the poison?" As
soon as Butterfly's words fell, Tong Mo's face turned purple, coughed up blood in pain, and fell to his knees, but this would not let him die.
Sure enough, after Tong Mo spat out a large amount of blood, he quickly resumed his smiling face, and leisurely said to the butterfly who was a little surprised.
"Hahaha, this poison is much stronger than the one used on tired bodies before.
"Sure enough, the information between the ghosts is shared, and the adult also said... Harmony...... To deal with a ghost is to change.
However, it didn't take long for Tong Mo's somewhat embarrassed face and eyes to recover, and at the same time said to Shinobu with a playful smile.
"Huh, poison... Sorry
, oh!" Listening to such a gentleman's words, Ren only felt disgusted, and then thought of what Tong Mo did, and he was even more retched.
Tong Mo clasped his hands together, clamped the fan, looked at the butterfly Shinobu with a happy face, and said untamedly.
"Wow, it's so fun, the poisoning is so fun, it feels addictive, is this reconciliation effective? "
[Tong Mo was raised by his parents when he was a child, and as the leader of the sect, he accepted the worship and complaints of the believers.
(By the time people are five or six, they are already able to stand on their own, and some people... Tong
Mo was very sympathetic to these people at first, obviously there were no gods in this world, and when they saw their colorful pupils, they all regarded them as gods.
Over time, Tong Mo's psychology became more perverted and distorted, and even thought that as long as people die, they will achieve happiness.
Tong Mo raised his right hand, which was a purple scar, but he quickly recovered, and at the same time he was getting faster and faster at the poison of decomposing butterfly ninja.
"Well, for the fifth time. It doesn't work!" Just
after thinking about it for a while, Butterfly Shinobu grabbed Tong Mo's gap and immediately gave him several knives, and the toxin was injected many times.
The change in dose was no longer painful for Tong Mo, plus the butterfly ninhaled Tong Mo's blood ghost technique, and after a while, his breathing became rapid.
[Not good! It must be solved quickly. ]
Butterfly Patience calmly analyzed the situation, dragging on for a long time will only be more detrimental to himself, must find a way to inflict a heavy blow on Tong Mo, and then inject a lot of toxins.
"Breath of Insects • Dragonfly Dance: Compound Eye Hexagon" Butterfly
Shinobu quickly swung six combos, injecting a large amount of toxins into Tong Mo's body, and unsurprisingly, Tong Mo did not have the slightest intention of blocking it.
Finally, Tong Mo's body was cut, but the same butterfly Shinobu, who only wanted to kill Tong Mo, gave up his defense and was attacked by Tong Mo.
The pain in his body and the pain in his lungs made Butterfly Ren clearly realize that he couldn't kill Tong Mo, and even felt sad about it.
[If Sorrowful Yu were here, the situation would definitely be different, he is very powerful and tall, and if that person comes to save people, everyone is very relieved. ]
But at this time, the dead sister suddenly appeared in front of Butterfly Shinobu, smiled gently and sweetly, and looked at Butterfly Shinobu who was sad and disappointed and said.
"Cheer up, don't cry!" [
Since you decide to fight, then you must have the determination to win.]
Shinobu's body was already bleeding a lot of blood, his lungs were decaying at an alarming rate, and his breathing was becoming more and more rapid, but at this moment, he thought of Kanahu.
Standing up tremblingly, his movements were a little stiff, and it took a lot of effort to stand up alone, but the next moment it exploded.
"Breath of the Worm, Centipede Dance: Centipede Belly"
Shinobu snakes in all directions with a powerful stampede that is strong enough to raise the ground, not only to disturb the opponent's vision, but also to mend the knife wantonly.
Tong Mo didn't know where the patience was for a while, it seemed to be in all directions, but it was like nothing, like a fog, and the bridge was even stepped on.
Tong Mo immediately noticed that things were not good.