Chapter 113 More Than Met
"Mr. Sang!"
Just at this moment, Aning's shout came from not far away. Considering that there was still a large amount of explosives left after getting out, Sang Mo took out a butcher knife and rushed over.
Seeing his actions, Zhang Qiling drew out his black gold ancient sword without saying a word and followed him, and Fatty Wang also took out his gun.
Wu Xie looked at his hand which only held a flashlight but no weapon, and once again felt like a useless person who was holding the team back.
No, I really need to find a way to learn some self-defense skills.
Wu Xie made up his mind. Seeing that he was still in a daze, Fatty Wang reached out and grabbed him, then rushed out with Wu Xie.
"Tian Zhen, why are you still standing there like an idiot? While the young man and the others are rushing out, we can follow behind them and catch up."
Pan Zi, carrying the corpse, followed quickly behind Jie Lianhuan. Hearing what Fatty Wang said, he nodded in agreement. Otherwise, if the young man and the others rushed over and they were left behind, they would be besieged by the human-faced birds. Wouldn't that be even more dangerous!
And we have to trouble the young man to rescue them, isn't this just adding trouble for nothing?
The three of them moved very quickly, they had to be fast!
Sang Mo rushed to the front. Aning was slightly relieved when he saw him coming. With the joining of Sang Mo and Dumb Zhang, the crisis would definitely be resolved.
This shows the confidence in the two men's strength. Dumb Zhang has a great reputation in the underworld, and he is not as disregarding of human life as Hei Xia Zi. As long as people want to stay alive, Dumb Zhang will save them.
As for Sang Mo, the previous death of Wu Sanxing had already revealed some of his tricks. Aning believed in her own judgment that Sang Mo must be a powerful and ruthless character.
That was Wu Sansheng. Even her boss Jude Kao had suffered a lot in his cooperation with Wu Sansheng. What's more, the team she led was always wiped out except for her!
In fact, Aning had wanted to kill Wu Sansheng a long time ago, but due to her status, she couldn't do it. Moreover, her boss still had to rely on Wu Sansheng to find the elixir of immortality. Even though she suffered a loss and felt resentful, she couldn't do it.
Now that Sang Mo has killed Wu Sansheng, it can be considered as killing someone with a borrowed knife. Aning is of course happy in her heart, but she feels a little sorry for her boss. However, there is more than one Wu Sansheng in Jiumen. She just hopes that future partners will not be so cunning and difficult to deal with.
Thinking of this, Aning's eyes saw Sang Mo's fierce killing gesture as he killed a human-faced bird with his knife.
Aning glared slightly, "!"
Sang Mo's fighting skills are so strong!
These human-faced birds can fly, and they live in symbiosis with monkeys. They are extremely agile. Monkeys will sometimes come out of their mouths to attack people, catching them off guard.
The most important thing is that these monkeys seem to have a certain level of intelligence. Not only can they launch sneak attacks, but they can also throw stones to disrupt and disperse their formation!
The guns in their hands could not hit the target at all, and they had to face occasional sneak attacks from the monkeys, which made them look very embarrassed.
Seeing Sang Mo chopping off a monkey's head with one sword, Aken whistled in amazement, "Mr. Sang is awesome!"
Ah Ning, "......"
She said coldly: "Don't watch the show, help to eliminate it!"
"Leader, we are not idle, brothers, use guns to shoot these damn monkeys!"
Da da da——
Under the concentrated firepower of bullets, these human-faced birds soon realized that something was wrong. The people coming from behind were too fierce and killed many of their own kind!
Moreover, both of them had an aura that made them fearful, so they could only retreat under fire attack.
There were many dead human-faced birds at the scene, and the smell of blood was spreading, which seemed a bit creepy in this dark underground canyon.
Sang Mo took out a tissue and wiped the blood stains off the butcher knife. He could feel that the resentment on the butcher knife was getting stronger and stronger. There was no need for unicorn blood. This butcher knife could cut off the head of a pig without even using the blood of the unicorn.
The butcher knives come in a pair. He is used to using one, and he has to switch between them so that the resentment on the two knives can be balanced.
Aning came over and thanked him sincerely, "Mr. Sang, thank you."
Sang Mo raised his head and looked at Aning, and there was a tacit understanding in both of their eyes.
[She seemed to have misunderstood that I had been protecting her secretly, although this seemed to be true. 】
Sang Mo asked, "Are you not hurt?"
Aning covered his arm with one hand and shook his head slowly, "It's a minor injury, nothing serious."
Only then did Sang Mo see that there were two bloody marks on Aning's arm caused by the sharp claws of the human-faced bird. The blood had not yet coagulated and the deep wounds were still oozing blood.
[I kind of like her ruthlessness.] 】
Sang Mo put down his backpack and took out a bandage and iodine. He walked to Aning and grabbed her arm. "You are a girl. It will not look good if you have a scar."
Aning's eyes moved slightly, and her instinctive refusal stopped because of these words. She watched Sang Mo lower his eyelids and carefully wipe the iodine. The stinging sensation on the wound seemed to be even more painful due to the stimulation of the medicine, but she just clenched her teeth without making a sound.
[The wound is quite deep, and it might leave a scar, which is a pity for such fair skin. 】
Fatty Wang's eyes twitched. If he didn't know that Sang Mo liked homosexuals, he would really think that Sang Mo was interested in Aning.
He nudged Wu Xie with his elbow and made a face that said with his eyes: Tian Zhen, if you like Aning, then hurry up.
Wu Xie, “!!!”
Doesn't this fat guy feel uncomfortable if he doesn't make fun of me every day?
He avoided Fatty Wang and walked to Sang Mo. Looking at Aning's wound, he somewhat understood Sang Mo's feelings at this moment.
It’s not that I like Aning, I just simply feel pity for this girl.
He thought that Sang Mo might also be a person who could easily empathize with others.
Zhang Qiling watched this scene calmly. He put the black gold ancient sword back into the scabbard. It was time to leave. He knew Sang Mo was aware of this.
Sang Mo wrapped the bandage and handed the bandage and iodine to Wu Xie beside him, "There are still a few injured people, please help bandage them."
Wu Xie took the things without thinking much about it. He had nothing to do, so he might as well help out if he could.
After sending Wu Xie away, Sang Mo lit a cigarette and whispered to Aning, who was sitting on a rock, "Go out and make some contact."
Aning nodded slightly but did not respond.
Then, as she watched from the corner of her eye, Sang Mo's figure gradually disappeared into the darkness, and following him was the mute Zhang.
Aning took out a compressed biscuit from her backpack, tore open the package, took out a piece and started eating. She thought that if Wu Sansheng hadn't died, she would be the only one left this time.
But Wu Sanxing is dead, and Aken and others are still alive.
When Wu Xie finished bandaging his wound, he couldn't find Sang Mo and his brother. He was stunned, staring into the darkness in a daze.
Fatty Wang whispered in his ear, "He left with the little brother."
Pan Zi also nodded, "Master San, don't worry about my brother. He has always been so mysterious."
But he didn't mention Sang Mo.
Pan Zi didn't know Sang Mo well, and even had doubts about him. Naturally, he wouldn't stop Sang Mo if he wanted to leave, and he wouldn't even make it public, for fear that if he did, the Third Master would follow him.
Sang Mo is different from the little brother. Pan Zi knows clearly that the third master has hired the little brother, so he naturally trusts the little brother.
But Sang Mo's origins were unknown, so it was better for him to leave.
Wu Xie looked at Fatty Wang, then at Pan Zi. He sighed inwardly, walked over to Aning and asked, "Aning, have you met my Third Uncle?"
Aning thought, not only had I seen him, I had also seen him die with my own eyes.
But soon Aning discovered something strange. Why did the clothes of the person Pan Zi was carrying look so familiar?
Oh, isn’t that Wu Sanxing?
She sneered, "Isn't that your third uncle?"
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