The Last Mecha

Chapter 192 End?

Wu Gou half prostrated himself on the ground, but there was no weakness in his eyes.

While he was rolling, he kicked his feet suddenly, and Hirosue, who had already injured one knee, suddenly lost his standing and fell head-on in the mud.

The fishy smell of wet mud poured into Hirosue's mouth, before he could react, a black shadow appeared in the corner of his vision like a tiger and wolf pounced on him, and then a sharp pain came from one ear, and warm blood spots It sprayed steam on his face.

The gap in experience, or in other words, the mental gap was manifested at this time, and the sudden attack made Hirosue unable to move his hands and feet for a while.

Blood flowed from the corner of Wu Gou's mouth. While spitting out half a piece of minced meat, he took advantage of his opponent's momentary loss of consciousness and punched the saber in his hand.

Guangmo didn't react until then. He roared, his cheeks soaked by rain and blood twisted and twisted, his veined arm gathered a punch and slammed on the wound on Wu Gou's lower abdomen, and the hideous wound burst open immediately. , blood seeped out with large streams of transparent interstitial fluid.

The pain burned all over his body like wildfire, and a strong sense of vomiting rose from Wu Gou's throat, and a strange sweet and greasy smell lingered in his nasal cavity.

But he didn't seem to realize that only the enemy in front of him remained in his temperatureless eyes.

As long as he is not dead, as long as he is still alive, that is enough.

In Hirosue's field of vision, two black shadows magnified infinitely between lightning and flint, and then the severe pain struck, his world became pitch black, and there were only two horrible blood holes left on the face with the mustache.

He screamed and became bewildered after losing his vision, clutching his arms indiscriminately, but such a playful way couldn't touch anyone.

Wu Gou took a deep breath, only red and black fingers were left around Guangmo's arm, and he pulled out the blood-swallowing Qiongqi from his abdomen neatly, and the sharp sword edge fell down his chest.

"Puchi-"

Hirosue, who was still flailing around a moment ago, suddenly became like a deflated ball, trembling uncontrollably, and then his swaying hands and feet, together with his hoarse voice, slowly walked towards silence and nothingness.

The fountain-like blood seemed to come from the rain on the ground, intertwined with the raindrops from the sky, spreading Wu Gou all over his head and body.

He turned over and lay on his back in the rain, panting heavily, his chest heaving violently, and the cold rain diluted his miserable red body little by little.

The chill was coming, and this scarred body was already approaching its limit.

The blood-swallowing Qiongqi he held in his palm was still submerged in Guangmo's chest, sending out slight vibrations and sounds, and the weak warm current gathered into the body bit by bit along the arm, and he was trying his best to restore this body. Broken body.

Among the several horrific wounds, the amount of bleeding has gradually decreased. Although it is impossible to recover within a few days, at least he will not die.

"The injury is not shallow, the six competitions in the day after tomorrow will be nerve-wracking."

Wu Gou thought about it, then turned his head and looked ten steps away.

The anesthetized girl is still sleeping in the mud.

Everything looks wet from the rain.

It was pitch black.

She stood in the dark night where she could not see her fingers, surrounded by only the sound of rain.

The cold feeling fell to every corner of her body little by little, but she still couldn't see anything.

So cold
nobody.
Nan Zhiyun woke up suddenly, and the big raindrops continued to hit her face.

Fortunately, considering that the girl was an important experimental subject, Tsuruta gave her a very small amount of anesthetic, so she woke up within a short period of drowsiness.

She only felt that her head was groggy, the effect of the medicine was still there, and it was difficult to control the balance between her hands and feet.She wanted to stand up, but for a while, she felt that the two legs under her had their own thoughts.

The dim lights in the distance illuminated the rainy ground slightly, and her brows and eyes twitched as she adapted to the darkness, only to see a large swath of red pools mixed in the muddy water, and the winding red threads spread to all directions.

She suddenly recalled the figure she saw before she passed out, and then her skinny fingers were clenched tightly, embedded in the mud on the ground.

Nan Zhiyun looked around wildly, and then saw two lifeless corpses, and the pale young man sitting down in the rain.

Terrible scars cling to his waist, eyes, chest and shoulders, and there are more scattered and small wounds, and the original color of the clothes can no longer be distinguished under the soaking of blood.

At the same time, his gaze followed Nan Zhiyun, this man with a fishy smell, only his eyes were like untainted ice.

"Yo, you're awake."

When he saw the girl, he scratched his head, and the corners of his mouth hooked stiffly.

Nan Zhiyun didn't have time to respond, she got up abruptly, her feet were weak but she fell head-on in the rain, but those slender hands still supported her body stubbornly, rolling and crawling abruptly to Wugou around.

"you"

The pair of amber eyes slowly looked at the wound on the boy's body, as if soaked by the rain, he suddenly lost his spirit.

She knew that this person had saved herself, again.

"Don't leave this as if it's a memorial service. Small injuries, neither dead nor disabled." Wu Gou said, but his voice was obviously a little vain.

If he really had nothing to do, he wouldn't have sat on the cold muddy ground for a long time.

Wu Gou didn't want to stay in this place for a moment. He originally planned to leave with Nan Zhiyun on his back, but he didn't expect his legs to soften before walking away two steps, so he could only take a rest.

"You just woke up. I was still worried about how to carry you back. This is not the first time we met. You have been fed a lot in my house."

He was talking nonsense, with one arm propped up on the ground, trying to get up with difficulty.

However, at the next moment, Wu Gou suddenly felt warm in front of him, and the girl's thin shoulders dragged his arm, "Which hospital in Jiangsong is good, I'll take you there, do you want to go to the hospital, I'll get you medicine... or something else ,whatever."

Those amber eyes were full of worry, and she had so many things to ask about what happened before, but she had to put them aside for now.

"No need, I can't die." Wu Gouqiang opened his heavy eyelids, and said in a low voice, "I'm busy, so I don't have time to die. I'm going back, drink some water, eat something warm, sleep, and I'll be fine tomorrow." good."

"Really?"

"Really, I won't lie to you, you see I'm still chatting with you."

".I'm sorry, thank you"

"You're welcome, I can't blame you."

They walked staggeringly, like two hundred and eighty-year-olds.

"boom!"

The sudden sound pierced the rainy night, and the huge momentum caused the two of them to fall down again.

The falling rain reflected the phosphorescent light, Nan Zhiyun watched with his own eyes, the blood bloomed on the chest of the boy he was supporting, and the distant gun flames illuminated his bloodless face.

(End of this chapter)