I'm a cook in the wasteland

Chapter 194 On the Gallows
The knife that was supposed to stab at the heart was actually a feinted shot that brushed the opponent's eyes.

A line of blood appeared in the corner of the eye, and blood ran down the cheek.

Wen Ruzhou licked the bloodstains with his tongue, showing a satisfied smile.

It's a complete perversion.

The psychological toughness is incomparable to those enemies that Su Mo has encountered.

And the opponent's methods are even more terrifying.

While Su Mo was scratching her opponent, her boning knife was entangled with several threads.

But not to take away weapons.

The silk thread pierced directly into the flesh along her arm.

The feeling of the foreign body invading the body is obviously abnormal.

Under the skin, it swelled up, agitating like an earthworm.

The sugar pill in Su Mo's mouth was bitter.

Changing the knife in his hand, he cut open his forearm and picked out the silk thread.

The puppet thread, which is obviously thin and weak, has already sucked up blood after entering the body for a moment.

Round and wriggling like a bug.

After a clean break, the two confronted again.

The surrounding trees were affected by the power of the two and became torn apart.

Splashing grass blades blocked the line of sight, but the two of them seemed to not need their eyes to catch anything, and their speed was extremely fast.

One with healing delicacies, one with a body capable of repairing itself.

Even if the knife saw blood and the fist hit the flesh, neither of them seemed to suffer.

Wen Ruzhou, who was pulling a silk thread with both hands, grabbed Su Mo's head from behind.

It is necessary to wring Su Mo's head off.

Su Mo leaned back and hit his head directly on the opponent's nose.

It was another provocative kick, and the knife stabbed directly at the opponent's waist.

The two separated, breathing gradually.

Wen Ruzhou wiped the blood on his nose, staring at Su Mo with continued doubts.

"Your body...no, your ability."

It was just a vague sentence, but Wen Ruzhou seemed to understand something, and he was a little bit excited.

It was a look of joy at seeing Liexin.

But Su Mo didn't care what the other party found.

A sugar pill under her tongue allows her to keep fighting.

Suspending breathing*** The sea of ​​gods is shrinking, the scene is shrinking, and finally there is only a ten-meter diameter area centered on where she is at the moment.

The green dots representing trees reappeared.

Surrounding it in [-]D, it showed Su Mo the texture of those trees.

It was so real that it seemed as if the world had been rubbed into Su Mo's mind.

The violent fluctuation of mental power seems to have aroused the other party's awareness.

However, before the other party fully reacted, Su Mo took the first step.

The whole person started to sprint, and then kicked up, hitting Wen Ruzhou in the face.

The steel-like leg whip made the opponent raise his arm to resist.

But Su Mo's kick didn't have much strength.

Wen Ruzhou finally realized something, but at this moment Su Mo had already passed him and came behind him.

It was an unremarkable tree.

Brown trees, full of ravines.

Su Mo raised the knife and cut a circle around a big tree that couldn't move.

It didn't hurt the tree one bit.

But there was a crisp snap.

It was as if something had broken.

It was like a most critical string, followed by successive breaking sounds.

In the sea of ​​spirit, very obvious grays appeared.

Those... are Wen Ruzhou's puppet lines.

These threads, which are almost invisible from sight in the real world, are extremely dazzling in the sea of ​​spirits.

From Wen Ruzhou's transformation, the opponent seemed to be fighting him head-on.

In fact, traps have been laid.

A trap that can kill Su Mo completely.

But this time, the most critical point of the trap was cut off by Su Mo.

The snapping sound continued.

A sense of crisis emerges suddenly.

The jaw was forced to lift.

The neck stretched, and Su Mo's upper body became still.

I couldn't move my head, and when I looked down slightly, I could see a thread wrapped around my neck.

The thread seemed to be integrated into the body, and even her body was controlled by the other party.

when?
There was a bit of surprise in Su Mo's eyes.

"Hehe, it's not just you waiting for the right time."

Wen Ruzhou is a talkative person.

So far, Su Mo has hardly responded to him, but he talks to himself with great interest.

At this moment, he raised his arm, and his index finger was circling a little bit in the air.

With this movement, Su Mo could feel that the thread on his neck was shrinking.

It's like a person who is hung on the gallows, gradually sensing the arrival of his own death.

The warm body approached Su Mo's back.

That sticky voice was right next to Su Mo's ears.

"You have more than one kind of power... no, two kinds, right?"

If the poisonous snake vomits the letter, it makes no secret of its intention to swallow the person in front of it.

Wen Ruzhou reached out and took the knife from Su Mo's hand.

Weighed it in his hand a few times, and then directly pierced Su Mo's abdomen with his forehand.

The posture of the two of them was very ambiguous.

Standing behind Su Mo, Wen Ruzhou put his arms around Su Mo's waist.

And under his arm, the wound just created is rapidly healing.

"Hehe...Look, I guessed right."

The knife in his hand was so light that it even gave him the illusion that it could be broken with light force.

But in the data, this knife has been Su Mo's weapon since she appeared in the field of vision of the base.

Is this really an ordinary boning knife?
In his hands yes.

But in Su Mo's hands, it's different.

"Let me think about it."

Another knife pierced Su Mo's abdomen. Feeling the trembling of Su Mo's body, Wen Ruzhou rested his chin on Su Mo's shoulder.

At this moment, Su Mo was stiff but unable to move.

But she was able to speak, but she never said a word, not even the sound of pain.

It's just that the sweat on his forehead has already told Su Mo's situation.

A pair of eyes rolled, fixed on Wen Ruzhou.

"Spiritual power, healing ability, weapon strengthening... well, and your ability to fight in close quarters."

"Starting four abilities."

"But do you know what happened to the last person with three abilities in the wasteland?"

Wen Ruzhou's voice was magnetic, but it was deliberately lowered, with a hint of tenderness.

To Su Mo's ears, it made one's scalp tingle.

The knife, which would have been pressed against her head.

"He... it's here, it's broken."

These words made Su Mo's eyelashes tremble a few times.

People with both abilities are rare in the wasteland, but they do exist, just like Feng Miao.

But those who have three, since the discovery, those people can't live long.

They will be tortured by several abilities in the body, and then eventually go mad, self-mutilate and die.

It feels like there are three personalities in the body robbing each other of the control of the subject.

No one obeys anyone, so everyone wants to kill those redundant existences.

The final result is the demise of the ontology.

This data has not been released to the public, but Wen Ruzhou knows it well.

To some extent, he is also a person with three abilities.

Inaccurately... two and a half.

So he is still alive.

(End of this chapter)