It's Over... So Tired...(New Book)
"I'll kill you!"
"I'm going to kill you!"
The mantis-man, Ah Jun, roared angrily. His punches were faster and more ruthless than the previous one. Each punch hit the flesh, and it was incomparably crazy!
Bang bang bang!
The mantis-man's fist was like a piece of iron, smashing Lin Mo's body with a dull thud.
Lin Mo crossed his arms in front of him and protected his head tightly.
His head was a vital point, so he must not be hit by Ah Jun's fist. With Ah Jun's fist speed and strength, Lin Mo would probably pass out completely after one or two punches.
The punches were like a storm.
Lin Mo did not have any chance to fight back.
However, while blocking, Lin Mo still maintained his calm thoughts and did not blindly wait for death.
The wound on Ah Jun's neck was bleeding non-stop.
Lin Mo knew very well that although he had only stabbed halfway, the wound was enough to cause a lot of blood loss.
The fiercer and fiercer Ah Jun's punches were, the more terrifying the bleeding speed of his wounds would be.
It wouldn't be long before the mantis-man Ah Jun became weaker and weaker.
"That pair of scissors is my chance!"
Lin Mo saw that there was a pair of scissors on the table beside him. It was the scissors that Werewolf Cao Xuanbin and Mantis Man Ah Jun used to cut Sister Ling's fingers and toes.
The three days in the interrogation room allowed Lin Mo to have an unimaginable ability to withstand pain.
Therefore, at this moment, Lin Mo was very calm and did not panic at all.
"Tell me! Where's Ninth Brother?"
"What did you do to Ninth Brother?!"
"Tell me!"
The mantis-man, Ah Jun, roared at Lin Mo, who was curled up in the corner.
As if his fists were tired, the mantis-man, Ah Jun, began to attack with his feet from time to time. After all, he was a boxer and his feet were very powerful.
Lin Mo could not fight back and could only curl up in the corner to protect his vitals.
"Hurry up and tell me!"
The mantis-man Ah Jun was furious.
He kicked Lin Mo's knee hard.
Kacha!
Lin Mo could even faintly hear the sound of bones cracking.
He did not stop.
The mantis-man Ah Jun's fist struck again.
Lin Mo gritted his teeth and protected his vitals. He would not rashly counterattack because that would only be courting death.
At the same time.
Gradually, Ah Jun's speed and strength began to decrease, and the pain he felt when he hit Lin Mo became lighter and lighter.
"The speed of my punches has obviously slowed down!"
"My strength is also not as good as before!"
Lin Mo knew that this was the opportunity he had been waiting for!
Suddenly, Lin Mo found an opening when the mantis-man Ah Jun retracted his fist and suddenly burst out, crashing into the mantis-man Ah Jun.
The mantis-man Ah Jun, who had lost too much blood, was getting weaker and weaker.
He actually failed to dodge Lin Mo's impact.
After successfully knocking over the mantis-man Ah Jun, Lin Mo quickly picked up the scissors on the table next to him and pounced on the mantis-man Ah Jun who had fallen to the ground.
The mantis-man Ah Jun wanted to dodge, but his body had been emptied by drugs and he could not control it at all.
"You're courting death!"
The mantis-man Ah Jun roared and tried to get up, but his knees gave way.
Lin Mo, on the other hand, burst out with all his strength and crashed into the mantis-man Ah Jun's arms. Then, he quickly stabbed into Ah Jun's chest with a pair of scissors.
"Ah!"
Miserable screams rang out one after another. Accompanied by the screams, a mouthful of fresh blood spurted out from Ah Jun's mouth.
Puchi.
Puchi.
Puchi.
Lin Mo did not care and stabbed the scissors crazily again and again.
Blood splattered all over Lin Mo's body.
That warm feeling made Lin Mo inexplicably excited.
The dying mantis-man, Ah Jun, kept staring at Lin Mo.
Suddenly.
He remembered.
"It's…it's you!"
"That lunatic who massacred the village!"
"It's you…"
"Why are you here…"
"Where's Brother Jiujiu?"
"What did you do to Ninth Brother?”
After saying this, the mantis-man Ah Jun's eyes lost their expression.
Fresh blood kept flowing out of Ah Jun's body, forming a large puddle on the ground. Coupled with Lin Mo who kept stabbing the scissors crazily, the room looked very strange.
After a long time.
Lin Mo, who was panting, finally stopped what he was doing.
Looking at the mantis-man Ah Jun who had died with his eyes wide open, he subconsciously wiped the blood off his face.
"I succeeded."
Lin Mo felt like he was about to collapse, but he knew that it was not the time to collapse.
Cao Xuanbin, who was covered under the blanket, might have woken up at any time even though he had been knocked out by the high concentration of ether.
After resting for a while, Lin Mo gritted his teeth and got up from the pool of blood.
He walked to the blanket and lifted it.
After staring at Cao Xuanbin for a few seconds, Lin Mo threw the scissors aside. He did not intend to kill Cao Xuanbin immediately.
Death was the greatest punishment for some people.
However, to someone like Cao Xuanbin, it was a great forgiveness.
Lin Mo did not want to forgive Cao Xuanbin.
After sitting on the chair and recovering his strength, Lin Mo dragged the unconscious Cao Xuanbin to the room next door that was filled with entertainment supplies.
In this room, there was a large round bed with four chains on it that could secure one's limbs.
Lin Mo fixed Cao Xuanbin on the bed. After confirming that Cao Xuanbin could not escape even if he woke up, he limped out of the room.
Because of Ah Jun's attack, Lin Mo was seriously injured.
His ribs were hurting, but he didn't know if they were broken.
His left knee must have been severely fractured, and his left arm might have been fractured as well.
Lin Mo came to the living room and sat on the sofa after getting a cup of warm water from the water dispenser.
"It's over."
"We can stay here temporarily."
Lin Mo drank the warm water and heaved a long sigh of relief.
Although his body was severely injured and had many fractures, he still succeeded in the end.
"So tired."
Leaning on the sofa, Lin Mo stared blankly at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling, his mind blank.
Gradually.
Lin Mo fell asleep in a daze.
Two hours later.
On the sofa, Lin Mo woke up with a start.
His forehead was covered in sweat. He had a nightmare, dreaming that he was captured again and brought into the dark interrogation room again.
He closed his eyes.
He took a few deep breaths.
A moment later.
Lin Mo endured the pain all over his body, got up from the sofa, and walked into the bathroom.
There was a huge mirror in the bathroom.
Looking at his bloody self in the mirror, Lin Mo fell silent. Although there was no fluctuation in his eyes, his heart was extremely complicated.
He just stood there and looked at her without moving or speaking for a long time.
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