The Last Mecha

Chapter 124

Huo Jianfeng's icy gaze swept over him like a knife. Even if the implant was loaded, he didn't need to take such a big risk, and he wasted a whole night to clean up Jia Shuwen.

Jia Shuwen is a patient and wise hunter, and he is the same. He doesn't pay much attention to the owner of the tiger stove.

What he really wanted to catch was the man behind the scenes who wiped out the entire Li Xing shop.

Asking Tuozixi to spread the news to search for people all over the concession is actually just a smoke bomb. He didn't expect to find people by this method at all, and he was even more skeptical about Chengzi's description.

But he can be sure that what he is facing is a very smart opponent, who is invisible and full of confusion.

Even with Tuo Zixi's death, he wondered if the other party deliberately drew his attention to the martial arts hall so that he and Jiang Mulin could form a relationship.

Although Huo Jianfeng was not stupid, he was never a wise man, he was impatient for intrigue.

If you can't find it, bring someone out.

He spent the whole night, but he really took the risk of being shot by stray bullets. After all, the electromagnetic force net cannot be used continuously.

Even if implants are added, as long as the head and heart are hit by bullets, they still cannot escape the fate of death. If it is the stomach, liver, etc., it is slightly better.

Huo Jianfeng sold many flaws overnight, but the old fox hiding in the dark was smarter than he imagined, and he didn't move at all.

but--

"Pay attention to the ground in your next life!"

The fierce light in Huo Jianfeng's eyes burst out immediately, he let out a roar, the engine on the mechanical leg ran crazily, and a large gust of white air gushed out like waves, hitting the ground.

In the next second, black spots of wet mud splashed all over the sky, and his figure cast red and brown mixed-colored lines under the moonlight. Without hesitation, he aimed directly at the bushes under the small tile-roofed house at the far end.

The implant forcibly activated Huo Jianfeng's vision and memory. He forcibly memorized the surrounding environment for a few hours. As the angle of the moon changes, the shadow will also change.

The discordant place is where the grandson hides.

He believed that as long as he could grab the opponent's tail, the opponent would have no chance of winning.

This terrifying murderous aura made Wu Gou's heart uncontrollably agitated. He pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword as fast as a hammer, and large beads of sweat emerged from his forehead due to a physiological reaction.

Now it is really difficult for him to face Huo Jianfeng who is carrying the implant.

The black and red shadow pulled out a terrifying wind. Huo Jianfeng rushed a hundred meters away in four seconds. tree shadow.

"Let me die!"

His roar sent distant nesting birds flying.

However, at the next moment, Huo Jianfeng was stunned. In front of his eyes were only two wooden poles tied into a cross shape, and he was wearing a pitch-black coat swinging in the wind.

Fifty steps away, Wu Gou was lying on the wet mud floor, holding four cotton threads in his dark hands.

His eyes darkened suddenly, and he pulled down one of them vigorously, and there were popping sounds under the black coat fluttering in the cold wind, and crimson sparks could be vaguely seen splashing in it.

The veins on Huo Jianfeng's forehead twisted up. Amid the roar of the gears, the implant exploded with amazing power again. A large cloud of white steam surrounded him and quickly retreated. A wisp of gray smoke was emitted from the red flames. It was a pity that he could not be swallowed up. .

The small explosion sent another cloud of mud swirling across the sky, beating him like a dalmatian.

Although embarrassed, but still did not cause any actual damage.

On the other hand, Wu Gou, who was on the sidelines, was not disappointed by the result.

He was wearing a muddy black bodysuit, with a layer of gauze with two holes poked on his head, which looked very funny.

On the small back slope in front of him, he inserted tubes the size of bamboo poles in several directions. This is where he really peeked at the whole dispute. Under the shadow of the trees, it was impossible to find it by observation alone.

Wu Gou is of course clear, Huo Jianfeng has been looking for himself, but once he is found, he will fall into a desperate situation.

But for him, this is a chance to get rid of the opponent once and for all.

He pressed one hand tightly on the hilt of the sword, and the subconscious fierce look in his eyes faded away little by little.

Just now, when the majestic killing intent on Huo Jianfeng's body combined with the seepage of the implant, it really gave him the illusion of being pointed at his throat by the tip of a knife for a moment.

In the final analysis, this is because Wu Gou's qi is too weak. If it is above 9, he will not have such a strong stress reaction.

Huo Jianfeng's face was blushing, his body trembled, and his dark pupils turned around, with bloodshot streaks like worm shadows, and the facial features on his face became more and more distorted.

Emotional ups and downs get bigger, not enough.

Wu Gou remained expressionless, silently making an assessment in his heart.

The battle lasted for several hours, and the consumption was huge. This should be the first time Huo Jianfeng has used the implant for such a long time. At the moment when he lacked awareness of the problem of insufficient brain power, he did not notice that he was gradually falling into another in trouble.

He stretched out his hand silently and put another grass on the tip of his tongue, the smell of mud and oxalic acid swirled in his mouth.

Then Wu Gou spat out and pulled the second cotton rope.

There was a sound from the bushes in the wind, this slight and discordant movement was instantly noticed by Huo Jianfeng's keen perception, he raised his head, obviously he had suffered a loss just now, but he seemed to have forgotten it, the sharpness of the thick-backed knife Sweep the green leaves all over the sky.

The next moment, the flames rekindled, and outside the orange fireball, Huo Jianfeng was not slow to dodge.

Judgment is impaired, but reflexes remain swift.

Wu Gou took a deep breath and pulled the third cotton thread in his hand.

Almost at the same time, Huo Jianfeng turned his head violently, followed the sound and galloped away, the big knife opened and closed and swept across, splitting everything in front of him in half.

This time there wasn't even any explosives, because Wu Gou didn't have enough in stock.

The black and dirty coat was picked up on the tip of the knife like a broken plastic bag.

The knotted veins are like insects crawling, in Huo Jianfeng's dark pupils, a smear of red quietly spread out like ink and water, the facial features on his face fluctuate and change, and they can't be determined, and the metal arms seem to have self-awareness swing left and right.

almost.

Wu Gou bit off the grass root with one bite, and the last cotton thread was torn off by him without hesitation.

The whistling wind was blowing, and no less than ten pitch-black shadows swayed from side to side among the tree shadows and roof tiles, like ghosts, and there were even ringing bells that were untied.

"play me--"

Huo Jianfeng murmured, then raised his head and let out a wild laugh, the next moment he stopped abruptly, the right hand of the qi metal prosthesis suddenly straightened, and the muzzle of the gun that was still emitting gray smoke slowly protruded amidst the sound of gears turning.

Amidst the ear-piercing movements of mechanical freezes and short circuits, the orange flames lit up the last darkness before dawn again.

The cyan bullets with spiral patterns pulled out flames one after another, tearing the bushes in the surrounding area to pieces.

Wu Gou tried his best to lower his head, held his breath, and buried half of his body in the soft black mud.

(End of this chapter)