Chapter 267 It’s so Ugly, Misunderstanding? ! !

The upper of the shoe suddenly exploded to pieces, and the flesh and blood on the soles of the feet, disguised as flesh and blood, spattered, and sticky plasma mixed with engine oil settled on Feng Mu's chin.

The black-red liquid was not as warm as blood and hit the face, stimulating the pores to shrink and leaving a strange smell on the lips.

He admitted that when he saw the sole of his foot exploding and a steel drill bit spinning straight out, he was shocked inside, but he was no longer the same person he once was.

Whether it is body or mind, he is fully prepared to kill others or be killed by others.

In a life-and-death fight, he may not be able to completely avoid accidents, and his emotions will inevitably fluctuate as the battle changes.

He is not yet omniscient and omnipotent, and cannot accurately predict every move of the enemy.

However, emotional fluctuations can only remain as emotional fluctuations and have no influence on the brain's judgment and body's reaction.

Because the brain is like iron that has been tempered in ice water for many years, it is terrifyingly calm; the body is like steel that has been forged by thousands of hammers, and its movements will not be deformed at all.

Imagine the rush and excitement of the first fight, he would never get it back again.

Feng Mu's face also seemed to be fake. There was no expression between life and death. Only the magatama that was rotating rapidly in his pupils slightly revealed his emotional fluctuations:

"I really miss the feeling of the past!"

Feng Mu lowered his head and looked at the sharply enlarged drill in his eyes. He could even clearly see the micro-serrated teeth on the surface of the drill, with fake minced meat hanging on the serrated teeth.

Electric drill + micro sawtooth + martial arts poison dragon poke = electric drill poison dragon poke? ! !

This is the combination of technology and martial arts. It’s really...

Feng Mu suddenly laughed ferociously: "It's really ugly!"

Feng Mu's chest suddenly swelled, and before the enemy's electric drill passed by, blood blossomed from it. Holes were pierced through his clothes, and sharp, blood-stained ribs were pierced out from the holes.

shocking!

Chi chi chi chi chi chi——

The continuous sound of flesh and blood being penetrated by holes reached the ears of the voyeur who was close at hand, stimulating a drastic change in his expression.

The voyeur's eyes were full of horror, and he looked at the two rows of ribs pierced through Feng Mu's chest in disbelief.

Those ribs were also in a ferocious jagged shape, and they suddenly contracted and bit together, like the compound sharp mouth of an alien monster, biting the Electric Drill Poison Dragon with one bite.

Any rib is thicker and longer than the Electric Drill Poison Dragon, and the surface of each rib is also covered with fine serrations. The inner and outer layers are intertwined like canine teeth. They are so dense that the blue light in the eyes of the voyeur flickers. But come.

The situation was like an electric drill Poison Dragon poking into the Poison Dragon's nest. Although the latter was not an electric drill, there were dozens of times more of them than it could withstand.

Immediately, a judgment was made, the one who did not talk about martial ethics would win!

In an instant, the electric drill Poison Dragon was stuck tightly. The violent friction splashed out sparks of metal collision, and the broken bone fragments flew everywhere and got stuck in the precise gears of the Poison Dragon drill.

Soon the Poison Dragon Drill was clogged and filled with bone debris, and the sharp electric hissing stopped and turned into a feeble whine of "crunching".

"The ribs have all been modified with implants. You are a modified body with whole-body implants, and your implants are disguised as bones? Are you kidding..."

The peeper's brain circuit was really down this time. He didn't understand how the intelligence message sent by his old friend this time could have such an outrageous error.

A modified body implanted throughout the body!

Medicine man!

Could this Nima be a person?

As long as you have some common sense about medicine and biological modification, you can understand that it is impossible for the two to coexist in the same person! ! !

The voyeur was extremely frightened. This time he was definitely not pretending, because in his field of vision, a bone claw as long as a human arm was waving from the side.

The blue light in his eyes stopped flashing, and all the energy, blood and engine oil in his body were being compressed towards his lower limbs.

A moment.

Qi and blood entered the legs, and the leg muscles suddenly swelled as thick as the waist, and the current of the built-in battery discharged simultaneously with a blue arc.

In the midst of lightning and flint, with the sound of a string of bones and flesh being broken, he actually pulled out the leg from the "alien mouth".

The weird sound was like an iron hook piercing flesh and blood, or like a knife breaking bones. The two sounds merged into one.

Blood and oil splashed!

The rotten flesh flashing with electric arcs flew into the air, spinning and rolling, exposing the wires wrapped in steel bars and flesh.

Snap!

The broken poisonous dragon's head fell to the ground with its half-mechanical, half-flesh ankle.

The voyeur staggered back three steps, one foot on the ground to support his center of gravity, and one foot lowered by half. The skin below the knees was covered in hooks, 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 dented finger marks were faintly visible on it. Without the sole of the foot, it could only be stuck on the ground like nails, making it unstable.

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He stared intently at the dust churning in the air. The dust was mixed with countless tiny bone fragments, turning the dust into white mist.

"Although I have a broken leg, I am by no means incapable of fighting."

The voyeur gritted his teeth and said every word as if it was squeezed out from between his teeth.

"But you won't feel comfortable being bombed by me. Moreover, I have confirmed that I was looking for the wrong target in today's conflict. 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 fight to the death. It's better to 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 really felt that although he had a broken leg, the moment he sacrificed his leg to let the battery explode must have severely injured the other party.

He believed that if the other party had any sense, he would have to agree with his suggestion and leave to find a place to repair his severely damaged implant.

"The implant in the other party's chest may have been blown to pieces. The damage is much greater than my leg. It is not easy to repair it. Even if it can be repaired, it will take time and money. Humph——"

The peeper thought so in his heart, and the anger and regret in his heart seemed to calm down a little.

After all, for a modified body, most of its strength is in the implant transformation. For some people, the damage to the implant 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 electronic eyes of the peeper kept zooming in the crazy flashing, trying to pierce the mist and capture more detailed images.

Then, he saw the figure slowly moving in the white mist, step by step, walking out slowly.

The footsteps were neither light nor heavy, as if every step was accurately stepped on his heartbeat, with a clear rhythm, but with a bit of indescribable weirdness.

Step, step, step, step, step, step...

The footsteps slowly approached, getting louder and louder, but it was not entirely the sound of the soles of the shoes touching the ground. It seemed to be mixed with the subtle sound of cat 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, misunderstanding that I was a modified body, but I never said that..."