Anti-Quick Transmigration System: Black-bellied male god, please take the move!

Chapter 912 The Reshuffled World 68
Su Mo stood up unsteadily.

There were many wounds on her body, and the blood that flowed out stained the clothes had already begun to dry up, but the pain that touched her was already numb.

She was like an exhausted traveler after a long journey, with injuries all over her body, as if she would run out of strength and fall down in the next second—but her eyes were full of the person who was surrounded by others and couldn't escape.

She finally turned her head and raised her pale face to look at the outstretched hand of the man in front of her.

Slowly... He raised the knife in his hand.

Mu Shenshen withdrew his hand and sighed, "Why do you still choose him when he has nothing now?"

"He's here, so I have no reason to like others." The knife in Su Mo's hand was still pointing at Mu Shen, but she didn't make any further movements. Her gaze through him seemed to be looking at a time that could not be turned back.

"I never thought of standing against you, and I am grateful for all your help."

She looked down at the knife in her hand, it was this knife that once pierced Han Ci's chest, making her almost lose him.

But for such a long time, Mu Shen has been both an enemy and a friend to her. Although she still has hatred for this man in her heart, she still feels that he is also a pitiful person.

It was undeniable that she had hated him.

But once a person's life is saved, love and hate will really become very light. At this moment, Su Mo just felt tired and didn't know where to go.

Some love and hate to the end, it will make people feel that everything is just a vain.

Mu Shen didn't say anything more, since she had already made a choice, he would not show any mercy.

There was chaos in the duel room.

Su Mo and Mu Shen returned to the stage to continue their unfinished duel, while all the crowd in the audience were chasing the fleeing man again.

Although Han Ci couldn't use his mental strength, his physical fitness was also top-notch. In addition, he didn't intend to directly confront the crowd, so he didn't suffer much when he sat surrounded by so many people.

It’s just Su Mo on the stage——

She changed the knife, and the weapon brushed past Mu Shen's body several times. Although it didn't hit the vital point, it still hurt him.But Su Mo has been injured in many places now, and he is at a very obvious disadvantage in such close combat.

Mu Shen spotted her slight mistake and kicked her in the stomach. Su Mo was kicked by this force and hit the fence beside the stage, and the knife in her hand fell on the ground. aside!
Mu Shen walked over, raised his sword without hesitation and sneered: "What a pity. Look, this is your choice."

But the next second, the sword in his hand was knocked to the ground by a sword flying from the side.

Mu Shen turned his head and glared at Han Ci who jumped onto the duel field with his arms propped up.

"You're right, how can I watch my wife get hurt? There's never been any observance or fairness in my dictionary, only two against one."

Mu Shen held his arm and gritted his teeth, looking at the arrogant man, and said coldly: "What are you all doing! I never said you can't use guns! Catch him, life or death!!"

Han Ci didn't seem to have heard his words, but looked at Su Mo aside: "I said before, the most important thing in battle is to hold the weapon in your hand tightly."

"Do you think you can really escape with so many people?" Mu Shen interrupted him and said coldly.

"Escape? Why should I escape?" He said, turning his eyes to the group of people behind him who had pulled out their guns in a panic, and provoked a conceited smile: "Because I am the king of Stiso, and you...but It's a fake."

(End of this chapter)