Chapter two hundred and seventy first bloody massacre
The woods that were once filled with vigorous ancient trees and green grass were transformed beyond recognition by the bombardment of exploding firearms.
When Mo Fei saw that the woman was so fierce that even a rocket launcher couldn't do anything to her, she naturally came overwhelmingly.
In the beginning, Murphy fought with women just to measure his strength in this world.
I just didn't expect that I would be beaten...
If that woman hadn't wanted to find out his bottom line, I'm afraid his defeat would have been incredibly fast.
Depend on!
Is the force of force in this world worth such a high level?
Putting the RPG back into the space ring, Mo Fei looked towards the battlefield. In the pitted and charred wasteland, he vaguely noticed that there were still fluctuations of life.
Mo Fei's feet left the ground, and his figure floated up, flying to the ground.
At Mo Fei's feet, the woman had fallen into a coma. Her clothes were in tatters and some skin was exposed, but it had turned into a charred black color and was not worth seeing.
"Tsk, tsk, I was hit head-on by two RPGs, and I'm still alive. It's a tough life!" Murphy exclaimed.
It would be fine if he were a super master of external martial arts who could train his body to be as hard as a diamond and have tenacious vitality. However, this woman is tall and slender, so it is obviously impossible for her to practice external martial arts.
With medical skills as his natural skill, Mo Fei could tell at a glance that the woman was only seriously injured. Without his intervention, the woman might wake up soon and find a place to heal herself.
The woman's face had always been covered with a gauze, but now she was in a coma and her life or death was unknown. The gauze still covered her face without any damage.
It seems that women are all the same. They can be injured anywhere, but their faces must not be injured.
A big stone slowly floated up, Mo Fei looked indifferent.
Suddenly, Mo Fei's mind moved. The beating was so fierce just now, and he didn't even have time to look at this woman's face!
I'm a little curious whether this woman is a beauty or an ugly one.
Although the figure looks beautiful, but these days, there are not many people who have a charming behind them and a flowery front.
With a wave of his hand, a breeze blew by, immediately rolling up the woman's veil, revealing her extremely beautiful face.
The skin is as crystal clear as jade, like a crescent moon.
At this time when his body was seriously injured, his face showed a more delicate look that he had never seen before, and he frowned, which made people feel distressed.
The big boulder slowly fell.
Mo Fei touched his chin and said: "I have just come to this world, and I have no foundation. It is a time when I am short of people. You can't let yourself do everything, big or small, right? It just so happens that I still lack someone under my command.
Praising Maid Xiao, seeing how pretty she is... Bah! She still has some qualifications, how about... spare her life temporarily?"
Well, I, Murphy, am definitely not coveting her body, I just value her extraordinary strength. After all, she is the one who beat me up in my normal state.
After Mo Fei thought about it, the unconscious woman slowly floated into the air. The sand and stones covering her hands fell to the ground one after another. Following Mo Fei, who was standing with his hands behind his back, they rose into the void together. Feng Xu Yufeng
.
Entering a world of high-level martial arts, Mo Fei quickly fell into the role, calling himself himself, standing with his hands behind his back, pretending to be a senior master.
As for this woman, it was simply because Mo Fei was lustful, but because he really needed a leader.
Just like the Eight-Nation Allied Forces invaded Rabbit, the leading party can make people get twice the result with half the effort.
Mo Fei really doesn't believe that any woman who comes out of this world can beat her up, even if this is the world of Shuanglong Legend of the Tang Dynasty.
When Murphy thought about it, even if this woman was not a famous figure, she must be an elder of some hidden sect.
With this kind of leading party, Murphy's plan of robbing people everywhere will be much easier.
As for whether I can grab it, Mo Fei hasn't thought much about this issue. Even if I, Mo Fei, are not good at martial arts, they should still give me the respect of Gatling Bodhisattva and Nuclear Energy King Buddha, right?
"Well, in order to suit my identity, should I take a cool and shocking nickname? Look at other people's titles, such as Song Que, the Heavenly Sword, Shi Zhixuan, the Evil King, and Xiang Yutian, the Evil Emperor.
It's domineering." Mo Fei's figure floated in the void, thinking to himself: "Why don't we just call him Bloody Hands Human Slaughter? Well, this is a good nickname. It's full of murderous intent and domineering. It fits my identity very well."
Behind Murphy, the seriously injured woman frowned and snorted, her eyes narrowed as she vaguely caught a glimpse of the surrounding clouds.
"I am indeed dead. My soul is floating in the sky, right?"
Before she had time to clearly see Mo Fei in front of her, she was exhausted mentally and fell into coma again.
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The drizzle is like silk, and the mist is like smoke.
Murphy was in a very unhappy mood. Last night was the night, and now it rains for me?
You just want to go against me, Bloody Hands Human Tu, right?
Well, Murphy has stepped into the role of bloody massacre.
On rainy days, Mo Fei didn't dare to wander in the sky anymore. If a thunder struck out of nowhere, he might not be alive!
Especially since he is an outsider who secretly entered this world. Who knows if this world has the will of heaven and earth.
After all, this is a world of high martial arts with a shattered void, an illusory war temple, and the existence of demonic dragons.
This caused Murphy's plan to rush to Yangzhou to be put on hold again, and his plan to arrive in Yangzhou might be postponed for another two days.
Walking to the window, through the window of the inn, Mo Fei could clearly see that deep in the alleys of the bluestone road, on the banks of the small bridges and flowing water, and in the vast rivers and lakes, it was like an exquisite painting.
Ink painting scrolls, when people are in them, they naturally have a unique artistic conception.
The bright peach grove, the clear water, the tawny mandarin fish, the cyan bamboo hat, and the green coir raincoat all have bright yet soft colors.
In the clear stream in front of the door, the dense water vapor in the air lingers around several light boats in the ripples, dotted with the blur of dreams.
"The scenery is beautiful, but it cannot be eaten." Mo Fei sighed slightly and said, "The lower class have no time to appreciate the beautiful scenery. They don't even have time to fill their stomachs. They are busy all day long."
Looking at the weather, it seemed that it would not be sunny for a while. Murphy shook his head, walked back to the scenery, took out his mobile phone that was placed in the space ring, and played the downloaded drama.
"Uh-huh!" The woman lying on the bed groaned, her breathing was disordered, her eyelashes trembled a few times, and she opened her eyes.
Knowing that she was lying on a big bed, she couldn't help but frowned.
"Huh?" Her expression changed drastically in an instant, and she reached out and pressed her pubic area.
"There's no need to sense it, your energy has been temporarily sealed by me." Mo Fei, who was watching the show, bit into potato chips and said calmly: "As for when I can release it for you, it depends on your performance.
Already."
Whether it is Mo Fei's medical skills as his natal skill, or the ancient martial art Xingyi Quan, which has reached its peak, Mo Fei has the ability to block other people's abilities.
Murphy's sudden voice seemed to frighten the woman a little. Her body immediately tensed up and she took a stance to take action.
But before she had time to attack Murphy, she was already sluggish due to the injuries on her body. She had no strength. She leaned on the bedside, covering her chest with her hands, and coughed a few times.
Since Mo Fei wanted her to be a maid and lead the way, he definitely couldn't let her die, so he fed her some Assassin's Alliance repair fluid, taken internally and externally, and her external injuries were almost healed, except for a few scars.
There is no one left. As for the injuries to the meridians, she has to rely on herself.
It's not that Mo Fei can't help it. Just kidding, he is also a miracle doctor with the highest medical skills, right? He can't cure just the injuries to the meridians and the heart?
I just don’t want to treat it.
This woman wanted to kill him earlier, and he wasn't a licking dog who couldn't walk away when he saw a beautiful woman.
She stared at Murphy with a pair of bright eyes like autumn water: "Who are you?"
"My lord, Murphy, the gangsters sent me a bandit's nickname - Bloody Hand Massacre." Murphy picked up a piece of potato chips and said, "But you must have never heard of it."
"The bloody-handed man Tu Mofei?" the woman murmured, frantically mobilizing her knowledge reserves, but she really didn't expect that there could be such a powerful figure in the world.
She looked at her plain white clothes, then at Murphy, hesitated, and asked, "Did you change the clothes I'm wearing?"
"What are you thinking? How could I let you take such a huge advantage?" Murphy sneered and said, "I asked the innkeeper's wife to change your clothes! You really are overthinking it."
The woman was speechless. How thick-skinned was this man?
"Why are you arresting me?"
"Because I lack a maid who can support Xiao, and seeing that you have this talent, I specially give you a chance!" Murphy finished eating the potato chips, patted the residue on his hands, and said with a smile.
Praise Xiao maid?
The woman's eyes widened, and she immediately became angry when she saw that Murphy didn't look like he was joking. She thought that she had dominated the world for many years, and even her enemies had to praise her. When had she ever been so insulted?
Reflexively, he raised his jade-white right palm, wanting to kill Mo Fei under his palm.
It only took a moment for her to come back to her senses. Now she is no longer the arbitrary leader of Qiankun in the past, but has fallen into the hands of this mysterious man. She is a swordsman and a fish.
"If I fall into your hands, it means I am not strong enough. If you want to kill me, you can kill me. Why humiliate me?" The woman gritted her silver teeth and said angrily.
"I am actually the person who doesn't like killing people the most." Murphy sighed and said, "Although this bandit's name of bloody massacre sounds scary, I have never killed a few people at all."
"Haha!" the woman said coldly, obviously not believing what Murphy said.
"However, it's not a mistake to give me the nickname of Bloody Hands Massacre, because although I don't like killing, I really like torturing people." Mo Fei thought for a while and said: "You know
Peeling? I like peeling the most. When peeling, use the knife to cut the back skin into two halves. Then use the knife to slowly separate the skin and muscles, and tear them apart like a bat spreading its wings. The person who is skinned like this will have to wait until
It takes more than a day to die. The most difficult thing is for fat people, because there is still a pile of oil between the skin and muscles, which is difficult to separate. There is also a way to peel the person, which is to bury the person in the soil and only expose a head, which is on the top of the head.
Make a cross with a knife, pull the scalp open, and pour mercury into it. Because mercury is very heavy, it will pull the muscles and skin apart, and the person buried in the soil will twist in pain and be unable to break free.
In the end, the body will jump out "naked" from the hole on the top of the head, leaving only a piece of skin in the soil..."
As he spoke, Murphy's language gradually became colder and extremely terrifying.
At the moment when Murphy was telling the story, the woman began to imagine herself being skinned...
What a miserable life!
The woman felt sad because she never thought that she would die in such a horrific way after a great life.
What an ugly death!
It's just that she has no choice, no matter what, she can't be someone else's maid!
"If you don't like peeling, I also have a kind of intestine removal for you to choose from. As for what intestine removal is, let me explain it to you." Murphy said enthusiastically: "The specific method is to pull a horizontal wooden pole
Tie a rope in the middle and hang it high on the wooden frame. There is an iron hook at one end of the wooden pole, and a stone is hung on the other end, like a huge scale. Put down the iron hook at one end..."
"That's enough!" the woman roared, glaring at Murphy and saying, "You can kill people with just a nod of your head, why are you so cruel?"
"Am I cruel?" Murphy tilted his head and thought for a moment, then said: "It's cruel to be cruel, because it's fun!"
woman:"……"
Is this person a devil?
I mistakenly thought that this person might be a god before, but now it seems that he is probably a mandrill monster, right?
"Okay, you've asked enough questions, now it's my turn to ask you, right?" Murphy shrugged.
"What do you want to ask?" The woman lay on the bed, her eyes as dull as the night sky, and said weakly.
She is mourning her tragic fate.
She put aside all the cunning, cunning and tyrannical figures at this moment, because what she was facing now...may not really be human!
Not to mention that he can fly, not to mention the strange magic weapon he took out, but that he can remain indifferent to the charming power she exudes all the time, you know that this is definitely not a normal man.
They also threatened me, a woman, with tortures that sounded extremely cruel, such as skinning and removing the intestines. It was simply worse than a beast!
But she didn't have any ability to resist...
It doesn't matter if she dies, but I'm afraid no one can inherit the great cause of the sect.
Moreover, my little apprentice is still young, what will he do if he is bullied in the future?
Thinking about it carefully, there are still many things that I haven’t had time to do yet...
"It seems that you have good martial arts. I'm afraid you're not some unknown person, right? What's your name? What sect you belong to? Let me see if I know you?" Murphy asked with a smile: "When I took you away last night
, I seem to have heard some people who came to see you call you Sect Master or something like that."
"Zhu Yuyan, the leader of the Yinkui Sect of the Holy Sect, and the leader of the eight masters of the Holy Sect."