Chapter 267 It’s so ugly, misunderstanding? ! !
The upper of the shoe suddenly exploded, and the flesh of the foot disguised as flesh and blood splattered everywhere, and sticky blood plasma mixed with engine oil splashed on Feng Mu's chin.
The dark red liquid was not as warm as blood. It hit his face, stimulating his pores to contract and leaving a strange smell on his lips.
He admitted that he was shocked when he saw the sole of the foot explode and a steel drill bit spinning vertically emerged, but he was no longer the same person he used to be.
Both physically and mentally, he was ready to kill others or be killed by others.
In a life-and-death fight, he might not be able to completely avoid accidents, and his emotions would inevitably fluctuate with the changes in the battle.
He is not omniscient and omnipotent, and cannot accurately predict every move of the enemy.
However, emotional fluctuations can only remain emotional fluctuations and cannot affect the brain's judgment or the body's reaction at all.
Because the brain is like iron that has been tempered in ice water for years, it is terrifyingly calm; the body is like steel that has been hammered thousands of times, and its movements will not be deformed at all.
He could never get back the hectic excitement of his first fight.
Feng Mu's face was fake, with no expression between life and death. Only the magatama spinning faster in his pupils slightly exposed his emotional fluctuations: "I really miss the feeling back then!"
Feng Mu looked down at the drill bit which was rapidly enlarged in his eyes. He could even clearly see the tiny serrations on the surface of the drill bit, with fake minced meat hanging on the serrations.
Electric drill + micro sawtooth + martial arts poisonous dragon poke = electric drill poisonous dragon poke? ! ! This is the combination of technology and martial arts, it really is...
Feng Mu suddenly laughed grimly: "It's really ugly!"
Feng Mu's chest suddenly swelled up, and before the enemy's electric drill could pass over it, blood began to spurt out. His clothes were pierced with holes, and sharp, bloody ribs protruded from the holes.
shocking!
Chichichichichichichi——
The sound of flesh and blood being pierced by the holes reached the ears of the peeper who was nearby, causing his face to change drastically.
The peeper's eyes were filled with horror, and he looked at the two rows of ribs protruding from Feng Mu's chest in disbelief.
Those ribs were actually ferociously serrated, and suddenly they contracted and bit together, just like the sharp mouth of an alien monster, biting the electric drill dragon that had poked its head in with one bite.
Any single rib is thicker and longer than the electric drill dragon, and the surface of each rib is also covered with fine serrations, layered inside and outside, overlapping like canine teeth, so densely packed that the blue light in the peeper's eyes cannot blink.
The situation was like an electric drill poking into a poisonous dragon's nest. Although the latter was not powered by an electric drill, it could not withstand the fact that its number was dozens of times greater.
Suddenly, the winner was decided, and the one who had no martial ethics won!
In an instant, the electric dragon drill was stuck tightly. The violent friction splashed sparks of metal collision, and the crushed bone fragments splashed everywhere and got stuck in the precise gears of the dragon drill.
Soon the poisonous dragon drill was blocked and filled with bone debris, and the sharp hissing sound of electricity stopped, turning into a weak "crunching" sound.
"Your ribs have all been implanted and modified. You are a modified body with implants all over your body. And your implants are disguised as bones? What a joke..."
The peeper's brain was really at a standstill this time. He didn't understand how the intelligence sent by his old friend could have such an outrageous error.
A modified body with implants all over the body!
Medicine man!
How the hell could this be a person?
Anyone with a little knowledge of medicine and biological modification would understand that these two things could not possibly coexist in one person!!! The peeper was terrified to the extreme. This time it was definitely not a disguise, because in his field of vision, a bone claw as long as a normal human arm was waving at him from the side.
The blue light in his eyes stopped flickering, and all the blood and oil in his body were compressed towards his lower limbs.
A moment.
Qi and blood flow into the legs, and the leg muscles suddenly swell up as thick as waists. The current from the built-in batteries discharges synchronously, flashing blue arcs.
In a flash, with the sound of bones and flesh breaking, he actually pulled his leg out of the "alien's sharp mouth".
It was a strange sound, like an iron hook piercing flesh, or a knife breaking bones, the two sounds merged into one.
Blood and oil splattered everywhere!
The rotten flesh flashing with electric arcs flew into the air, and as it rolled, the wires wrapped in steel bars and flesh were exposed.
Snap!
The severed dragon's head, along with the half-mechanical, half-flesh ankle, fell to the ground.
The peeper staggered back three steps, with one foot on the ground to support his center of gravity and the other foot half a head lower. The flesh below his knees was torn by hooks and tangles, and the joints inside and the steel bars embedded in the knee joints were visible to the naked eye.
The steel bar was twisted and broken, and a few concave finger marks were vaguely visible on it. Without the soles of the feet, it could only stick to the ground like a nail, standing unsteadily.
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He stared intently at the dust swirling in the air. The dust was mixed with countless tiny bone fragments, turning the dust into white mist.
"Although I broke a leg, I am definitely not without fighting ability."
The peeper gnashed his teeth and said, every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, "But you must not feel good after being blown up by me. Moreover, in today's conflict, I have confirmed that I chose the wrong target. It was a misunderstanding. I apologize to you."
The peeper paused and tried to force a smile. The blood on his face made his smile look uglier than crying. He continued:
"We don't need to continue fighting to the death. Why don't we stop here, take a step back, and go back to repair the implants. I promise that I won't..."
The peeper was not bluffing, he sincerely felt that although he had a broken leg, the moment he sacrificed his leg to let the battery explode would definitely injure the opponent severely.
He believed that if the other party had any sense at all, he would have to agree with his suggestion and leave quickly to find a place to repair his severely damaged implant.
"The implant in his chest has probably been blown to pieces. The damage is much bigger than that of one of my legs. It's not easy to repair it. Even if it can be repaired, it will take a lot of time and money. Humph—"
As the peeper thought this in his heart, his anger and regret seemed to subside a little.
After all, for a modified body, most of its strength is in the implanted transformation. For some people, damage to the implanted body is even more painful than killing the other party directly.
The white mist became thinner and thinner, like a veil before the dawn, gradually fading away, and the outline of the human figure inside became clearer and clearer.
The peeper's electronic eyes kept zooming and flashing wildly, trying to pierce the mist and capture a more detailed image.
Then, he saw a figure moving slowly in the white mist, walking out step by step, at a leisurely pace.
The footsteps were neither light nor heavy, as if every step was precisely on his heartbeat. The rhythm was distinct, yet there was an indescribable weirdness to it.
Step, step, step, step, step, step...
The footsteps slowly approached, getting louder and louder, but it was not just the sound of the soles of the shoes touching the ground. It seemed to be mixed with the subtle sound of a cat's claws scratching the ground.
At the same time, a voice came from the white fog, with an unusual metallic texture, cold and strange:
"You did misunderstand me. You misunderstood that I was a modified body, but I never said that..."
(End of this chapter)
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