Dragon Clan: Started by being picked up by Xia Mi, and then defeated the strong

Chapter 66: Melo Sect, guess an idiom
The little boy died with his eyes wide open.

He would rather believe that Xia Mo's marksmanship was so poor that he died in the same way as Meiluo Zong.

Rather than the original purpose of killing being directed at him.

Xia Mo smiled, blew away the non-existent smoke from the muzzle of the gun, and spoke to the girl with dark red hair next to her.

"My shooting is pretty accurate."

"Man fainted!" Chen Motong spoke slurredly due to excitement.

The maid version of the Pig-Headed Butcher was at a loss as to what to do with the sudden change.

My great son!
Where are my hostages?
Seeing the confusion in the Pig-Headed Butcher's cloudy eyes, Chen Motong explained smugly.

"In a place full of weirdness, this normal little boy is the biggest problem."

"I have sneaked into your home before to look for the phone and entered his room. Through profiling, the boy's personality should be cowardly and timid. Xia Mo said that he wanted to end it all. This is very wrong."

Chen Motong raised the Colt M2000, a silver pistol with a magazine capacity of 15 rounds and an effective range of 50 meters.

It has good shooting accuracy and is easy to operate, making it suitable for every girl in America to buy one to practice and learn.

Pointing the gun at the Pig-Headed Butcher, Chen Motong was quick and decisive. He first shot the pistol out of the other's hand with one shot, and then fired three shots at her head.

Bang, bang, bang—

The pig-headed butcher fell to the ground.

After a while, he stood up again.

"boom--"

Chen Motong continued to fire.

The Pig-Headed Butcher stopped his life activities until his magazine was empty.

"Who told you to smoke the pork leg so fragrantly?" Chen Motong said hatefully.

At first she was drooling with greed, but for safety reasons she reluctantly gave up taking a bite.

"This is the first time I heard that the cause of death was due to excellent cooking skills." Xia Mo smiled.

Then she drew out the Yuchang sword and slowly walked forward.

"Do you need to finish off another one?" Chen Motong wondered.

"You don't know. Once the mother parasite dies, the clone will also lose its activity. But this pig-headed butcher is still alive and kicking after the little boy's brain was opened. What does this mean?"

Chen Motong looked thoughtful and stepped forward to see what Xia Mo was going to do.

Xia Mo's method was very simple. She used her foot to turn over the little boy's body, with the back of his head facing her. She swung her hand and inserted the Yuchang sword into it fiercely.

The Yuchang sword was extremely sharp and easily cut open the human skull, with blood soon seeping out from the cut.

Xia Mo squatted down, her eyes calm, grasped the handle of the Yuchang sword, and began to exert force and move.

Chen Motong understood.

Xia Mo wanted to "open" the little boy's head and perform a craniotomy to confirm whether the mother inside was really dead.

She couldn't help but look at Xia Mo's profile. Under the moonlight, her face seemed to be flowing with a layer of fluorescence, and her indifferent expression carried the divinity of a goddess.

But the movements of Xia Mo's hands were like those of a devil.

Even Chen Motong, who was fearless, was horrified by Xia Mo's behavior.

As a person who is good at profiling, her visual experience is richer than that of others.

What frightened Chen Motong was not the cruel and bloody methods, of course this was also one reason, but more importantly, Xia Mo did it without any resistance or hesitation, as if it was a matter of course, which was quite cold-blooded.

After all, the little boy still looks like a shota.

No wonder he could kill seven desperate men alone. Chen Motong felt that Xia Mo's sword was too sharp, and he was tactically afraid.

Chen Motong secretly made up his mind and set a flag to stay away from Xia Mo in the future. It was really too scary.

Girls are more delicate in their minds. If it were the cold-faced killer Chu Zihang, he might be impressed by Xia Mo's sophisticated methods and think that he still needs to learn from his fellow villager in this regard.

Soon, the craniotomy was completed and the pungent smell of blood filled the air.

Chen Motong covered her mouth and nose, the smoke made her eyes hurt.

Xia Mo frowned and used the Yuchang sword to poke the brain, how could there be nothing?

Could it be that she killed the wrong person?
This is not funny.

Suddenly, like lightning, a worm emerged from the little boy's brain and shot towards Chen Motong who was off guard.

In a flash, Xia Mo's wrist shook, and the Yuchang sword stabbed the insect into the grass.

Chen Motong was still frightened.

The worm was too small, like an earthworm, and obviously had not yet grown into an adult.

As soon as it moved a little, it was cut in half by the Yuchang Sword, and then ran away to both sides. Xia Mo was sharp-eyed and sneered when she saw this.

"Want to escape?"

Snapped his fingers.

The flames that burned out of nowhere burned the two halves of the puppet worm's mother body into ashes, leaving the other party no chance to struggle.

"Is this your spiritual power?" Chen Motong asked curiously.

"Well, keep it a secret. I won't ask about your words." Xia Mo said.

"It's okay for you to ask. I don't have any spiritual power anyway." Chen Motong said frankly, barefoot.

"It's okay, my sister hasn't awakened yet, just like you. Don't be anxious, just take your time." Xia Mo comforted softly.

Teacher Daye did not awaken the Word Spirit. Unlike Chen Motong, she had not yet decided on a Word Spirit to use as a facade. Time Zero like Angers? Or Chu Zihang's Jun Yan?
As the Dragon King, Jörmungandr has mastered all except some special words and his proficiency is MAX.

"You have a younger sister?" Chen Motong was surprised, wondering if your sister was as murderous as your elder sister.

"Is it weird that I have a sister?" Xia Mo tilted her head.

"Her name is Xia Mi, she is two years younger than me, and she is in high school. After she graduates from high school, she will come to Kassel College. Then we can be together again."

When Xia Mo mentioned Xia Mi, the corners of her mouth rose unconsciously.

Xia Mo had many fake smiles, but this time it was from the heart, after all, she was talking about her family.

Chen Motong stared at Xia Mo's smile in a daze. She could feel the tenderness and longing in Xia Mo's tone. Without thinking, she asked a strange question.

"Is your sister afraid of you?"

"What kind of weird question is that?" Xia Mo was puzzled, but she didn't get angry. She answered patiently, "My sister and I have a pretty good relationship. We are family after all."

Xia Mo is also a hidden family hero.

"That's great." Chen Motong said, "I just want a sister who is better than me and can fight better than me. Only then can she be worthy of being my sister."

"You are an only child?"

"No." Chen Motong shook his head but didn't continue.

Seeing this, Xia Mo guessed that Chen Motong had a bad relationship with her family. She did not give any earnest advice, because every family has its own problems, and there are also interest struggles in Longwowo. For example, Teacher Daye always wanted to prove that she was the older sister, and the age on the ID card did not count.

Xia Mo sometimes thought that if she were asked to call Xia Mi "sister", Xia Mi would probably be scared.

Next, in order to prevent the little boy and the maid from coming back to life, Xia Mo cremated the mother and son together, and then went to find Chu Zihang and the others with Chen Motong.

The fire consumed everything it could burn, leaving the farm scorched.

After the mother of the puppet worm died, the army of animals also died, and the brave chicken brother no longer spread his wings and flew.

"We have taken care of the mother body." Xia Mo said.

With 100 points in his account, he was much more threatening to the group than a normal Deadpool, but he posed no threat to Xia Mo.

"Who is it?" Chu Zihang asked.

"The little boy is the culprit." Xia Mo said casually.

Chu Zihang said "oh".

Ye Sheng and Jiude Aki asked some details so that they could write the report when they returned.

"Professor Mans, are you hurt?" Chen Motong observed that Mans kept looking up at the sky with a sad expression.

"There's a bullet in the waist, but it's nothing serious," said Mance.

"Then why are you covering your butt?"

Manston's eyes widened in anger as he rebuked, "Girls shouldn't ask such obscene questions. Fortunately, you are not my student, otherwise I would punish you by making you copy the entire textbook of Magical Mechanical Design with pictures three times!"

Chen Motong laughed out loud.

After returning to the hotel, Xia Mo finished her shower and was lying on the bed with her hair dried naturally, reading a novel, when she suddenly remembered something.

"Who started the fire?"

It is the mother of the puppet worm. The appearance of Chen Motong made it feel a sense of crisis. Later, Xia Mo and his group also came, and the mother of the puppet worm decided to sacrifice itself to save itself.

It burned down the farm, showing its awareness of sacrificing its own relatives for the sake of justice, and secretly exposed the identities of all its clones, killing Chu Zihang and others. It was rescued as a hostage, and from then on it moved to another place to continue to reproduce and grow.

However, they encountered a bug in Chen Motong's profile and the arson disguise set by the Matrix. Xia Mo was completely unaware of it and did not give the Matrix time to explain. Everyone was in a hurry and kept procrastinating.

After a night's rest, at the Chicago train station, Xia Mo, as an S-level official, had authority even higher than Schneider, so naturally she received preferential treatment.

There was no need for Lu Mingfei to wait for two days like in the original novel. The CC1000 express train blew its whistle and stopped on the platform.

Next stop, Kassel College headquarters.

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(End of this chapter)