Pick up a corpse to be reborn: Miss Ghost

Chapter 842 Sad Surrogate Mother

O'Connor's screams were so severe that Ning Mei almost fell into the canal.

Ning Mei drifted back as fast as she could, but when she turned a corner, she saw O'Connor being pinned to the shore by a big object and still wriggling slowly.

"...I'm sorry, do these Egyptian spirits like to cut off their sleeves and share their peaches?"

Ning Mei flipped her hands, and two palm mines not much bigger than toy guns appeared in her hands.

She aimed at the monster's head and waist and fired one shot each, but heard two "puff puffs", the dead air bullets she shot were like mud cows falling into the sea, and there was no news.

"Oh, I'll go, you're not a bug in this game, are you? How could it be that even death bullets are useless to you?"

Concentrating her eyebrows and thinking about it, she quickly ran forward to take a look, and immediately she also had a black line.

It turned out that it was a headless corpse. The place where she thought it was a head was a round stone on the shore. At this time, the stone had been smashed into pieces, but... the second shot clearly hit the headless corpse. The waist of the head corpse, why is it still doing nothing?

Ning Mei flipped her hands again, and two large-scale Desert Eagles replaced the Palm Thunder. She aimed at the headless corpse lying on O'Connor's body with two accurate shots.

This time, it was the powerful impact force of the Desert Eagle that directly rushed the headless corpse out, but the scene of body parts flying horizontally as Ning Mei expected did not appear, which somewhat surprised her.

But the most urgent thing is to drag O'Connor to a safe place first, right?

Ning Mei immediately rushed forward and grabbed O'Connor's arm and dragged him to the bank of the canal, making him lean against the wall.

Probably due to repeated blows, O'Connor, a tough guy, actually fainted. She patted him twice but didn't wake up, so she hesitated to lift the hem of O'Connor's clothes and inspect his troubled body. What a difficult little chrysanthemum.

"..."

Well, Ning Mei quickly put down the hem of O'Connor's clothes silently, and mourned for him for a minute in her heart—well, it seems that besides the spider eggs, he was injected with some strange things from the little chrysanthemum by the monster just now egg.

Alas, this is a surrogate mother, it's really sad.

Just as Ning Mei was sympathizing with O'Connor, the headless corpse that had been rushed away by her Desert Eagle earlier stood up unsteadily again.

The sound of splashing water behind him immediately made Ningmei turn around, and then shot two rows of dead air with the gun fighting technique again.

(End of this chapter)