Accurate and fast within seven steps

Chapter 388 Mental illness can be cured for you!

Perhaps it was the first time I saw such a fearless guy in danger, the clown raised his weapon and gave Chen Mo good juice without saying a word, and then Chen Mo directly pulled out a big gun from his hand, and directly sent this stupefied young man to the sky.

The other gangsters who heard the gunfire wanted to come to help, but they were stabbed clean by the ancient Greek ninja who jumped from the roof with the technique of flying thunder.

"These guys are really weak!"

"Strong, it's still on the way, don't worry!"

Chen Mo grabbed the clown's body with great interest in front of the terrified monks, and then a light of redemption shone, and the clown who just stretched his legs and stared out of breath came back to life in an instant.

"Wang Defa!"

Before the clown opened his eyes again, he was shot down by Chen Mo again.

"There is a lady here, can you be more civilized?"

The body of the clown who was beaten to death was still twitching, and under the horrified eyes of the monks, he was pulled up again.

"What are you doing!"

"boom!"

"Civilization, civilization, how many times do I need to say it?"

After the fourth resurrection, the clown's eyes on Chen Mo immediately became weird. Before Chen Mo could speak, the other party raised the gun in his hand and shot himself in the mouth.

Because of the headshot, the opponent's blood and brains were sprayed all over the ground, but before these things landed, the clown came back to life again.

"uh-huh?"

The clown who opened his eyes again and saw Chen Mo was really a little panicked at the moment. He is crazy, but he is not stupid. To put it bluntly, his eyesight is better than many normal people. The memory of when he was killed several times before is very clear. , the clown who knew that he had encountered a hard stubble didn't say anything this time, picked up the troll and beat his head to pieces.

It's just useless, the blood is flowing on the ground, and he was pulled up again.

"I could do this all day!"

Chen Mo yawned, sat on the table and signaled the clown to continue.

Then the other party took out a grenade from his pocket, laughed and took off the ring, and released the safety. All the old monks who were watching were pissed off and before they could climb out, the grenade sent the clown's arms and legs flying around. .

But it was still useless. After a flash of light, the clown appeared in front of everyone intact.

Maybe it was too exciting, or maybe it was too bloody, anyway, before the clown said anything, a few older monks couldn't bear it first, rolled their eyes and covered their chests and fell down on the chair.

Then these people were also pulled up by Chen Mo.

"I'm telling you, I'm here today, even if Satan comes, he won't be able to take you away, I told you!"

Chen Mo acted as if he was leaving everything to me. The onlookers watched with trepidation and did not dare to show their pride. They could only smile and nod their heads, expressing that you are an angel and everything is up to you!

As for the clown, seeing that he could not die, he immediately wanted to run out, but was shot down again.

After pulling the other party up again, Chen Mo told the other party quite arrogantly.

At this moment, your life is under my control!
But the clown obviously didn't want to give up hope. Seeing that he couldn't die, and couldn't run away, he simply chose another way!
Crazy!
"Psychopathy, I am also good at this, leave it to me, the medicine will cure the disease!"

Without further ado, Chen Mo shot the opponent's head off again.

Then pull up, and before the clown can speak, he continues to shoot, and then continues to headshot!

The entire church is like a slaughterhouse, filled with blood of clowns everywhere, and the monks watching were still terrified at first, but later on, everyone got used to it, and several guys even fought because they were so bored watching it. snore!
I don't know how many times I died, but I only know that the bullet casings under Chen Mo's feet are piled up to his knees, and he finally couldn't bear it after repeatedly jumping to the clown before life and death!
"Stop hitting, please!"

How should I put it, mental illness also has limits, but from the moment Chen Mo chooses not to be a human being, he has no limits. Therefore, compared with Chen Mo who has no limits, the clown who has limits loses in the end!

What frightened him even more was that his illness was almost cured. After all, no matter how outrageous the suffering of childhood in the past was, it was useless to the stimulation of being repeatedly headshot and resurrected now.

"My lord, please let me go!"

"I didn't do anything else to you, why are you crying, this is helping you see a doctor!"

"My illness is already cured, please, don't look at it anymore!"

Looking at the weeping clown, Chen Mo nodded. If Bertman could do it himself, would he still need him to catch and release the criminals in Gotham?
"My lord, what do you want me to do? Tell me! I just beg you, let me go!"

Seeing the repentant look of the clown, Chen Mo nodded repeatedly. He had saved another lost soul, but it was a pity that Baiteman was not there, but it was okay. With himself this time, I believe that the other party would mature very quickly. get up!

"Actually, I don't ask you to do much, that is, whatever you did in Gotham in the past, you can do whatever you want in the future, just follow my orders!"

"???"

The clown looked at Chen Mo, and almost wanted to rush up to fight this guy, what do you mean, it's the same as before, then I have died so many times, didn't I die in vain?

"You didn't die in vain. At least, your illness is cured, isn't it? And, after that, don't call yourself a clown anymore, it's too ugly!"

"Then what's my name?"

"Pale Knight!"

Chen Mo raised his hand and cast a ray of light on the clown, scaring the clown so much that he thought he was going to die again.

"This ray of light is my blessing to you. With this ray of light, no matter how far you run in the future, as long as you die, you can immediately resurrect with me!"

Chen Mo explained to the other party very carefully, and the clown, ah no, it was the Pale Knight. After hearing this, the expression on his face instantly stepped down as if his wife had died.

"Do you not believe it? It's okay. Let's try it first. In this way, I will fly to Afghanistan, and then you will see if you will be resurrected with me!"

"No need, no need, my lord, everything is under your arrangement!"

"Okay, remember, you can continue to do your thing, but remember, you can't hurt innocent civilians. As for gangsters, I don't care!"

"I see, my lord, how long am I going to do this?"

"When a middle school man who likes to wear black tights, a bat mask, and has advanced throat cancer comes to his door! Remember, this guy is very good at fighting and has countless high-tech equipment, so you have to do it well. Fully prepared!"

"I understand!"

The Pale Knight nodded with a wry smile, and was taken by Chen Mo to the place where the gang saved money.

"You can use these banknotes as you like. Remember, I only want the boy in tights. If you can't complete the task, you understand!"

(End of this chapter)