Chapter 162 Su Mo's Murder Case
With a loud bang, Su Mo kicked open the big iron door in front of him.
So everything appeared before her.
Even with countless big scenes that Su Mo had seen, the scene in front of him still made Su Mo breathe.
The girls hanging throughout the hall, countless walls decorated with flesh and bones, specimens made from internal organs, and pools soaked with blood.
Everything seemed to be the deepest hell, and it was presented to Su Mo.
In an instant, Su Mo knew that he was going to kill someone again.
Only the blood of the sinner can calm her down.
"Who?"
"Come and protect the Son."
"How did people come in?"
Amid the messy sound, a large number of people rushed towards this place not far away.
However, the Son, who had just cut two holes on Phil's face, turned around to look at Su Mo, but his eyes lit up.
"Don't hurt her. Such a good actor will definitely perform the best drama."
The Holy Son's eyes were frenzy, and looking at Su Mo was like looking at a work of art.
However, that look made Su Mozhi feel disgusted.
At the same time, Su Mo also heard the shouts of the bodyguards coming.
Holy Son? This is the Holy Son mentioned in the mission? The Holy Son who wants to hand over the holy weapon to him?
So what!
Let's dance, Endless Blade!
Su Mo did not hesitate at all. Now she just wanted to vent the tyranny deep in her heart.
In an instant, the blade of redemption in his hand was broken, and the endless broken blades swept across the surroundings like a storm.
The bodyguards who can follow the Holy Son must be of great strength.
The seven or eight bodyguards rushed up, any of which had the strength of a super warrior. Putting a few super warriors outside was enough to lead an army of super soldiers and elite soldiers to guard one side.
It was like the defenders of Xisong City that were destroyed thousands of miles away.
Such force protection is enough to ensure the safety of the Holy Son at any time.
It’s a pity that they met Su Mo.
A violent broken blade swept over them and scraped past them.
These super warriors each exerted their own abilities, some of whom had their bodies changed into monsters like werewolfs, some had various bone spurs on their bodies, some had toxins flowed out of their bodies, and even those who burned flames with the oil of their bodies.
Each one looks majestic and amazing in power.
However, these abilities, in front of Su Mo, seemed like castles on the beach. When the storm of broken blades blew, they collapsed.
It seemed like the broken blades passing by the wild sand blocked their sight in an instant. Then the bodyguards of these super warriors felt the long-lost pain swept across their bodies, and it was still a pain that they had never experienced before.
The pain made them scream in an instant, and then the pain became more and more intense until they were deaware.
Perhaps in their consciousness, the process is long, but in fact it is very fast.
In just a moment, endless broken blades gathered again beside Su Mo, and only a few bones were left not far away.
However, looking at this scene, the Holy Son was not at all afraid, as if he was not worried about his safety at all, and just looked at Su Mo with surprise on his face.
"That's great, so good, this is the most perfect work of art."
Su Mo didn't talk nonsense to him, and the Endless Blade swept directly towards the Holy Son.
And until this was the case, the saint son seemed to find out that Su Mo was going to attack him, and there was a trace of panic and shock on his face.
But the vibration was more like, and I couldn't believe it.
"How dare you attack me? Do you know who I am?"
"Damn it."
Su Mo said lightly, her eyes full of disdain and contempt. This was the first sentence she said when she came here.
"Unforgivable, unforgivable, you, how dare you look at me with such eyes, how dare you attack the great me." The Holy Son roared with great force as if he was afraid to accept this reality.
How can I accept that his dignified Son was so despised?
"Trump is trash, go to hell!"
The endless blade blew through the body of the Holy Son as if a storm had blown by.
In an instant, the pain that Wan Ren had in his body was exaggerated by Su Mo to the limit of tens of millions of times, and was exerted on the Holy Son.
The extreme pain made him forget everything in an instant, and only endless pain was left in his memory.
The Holy Son screamed, rolling all over the ground with blood.
The Endless Blade passed by, and looked at the Holy Son again. There was no skin on his body, only the bloody muscle layer was exposed.
Su Mo did not kill him directly, it was too cheap for him. Instead, he first removed a layer of his body surface and let him feel the pain he had exerted on others little by little.
"It hurts so much, it hurts so much!"
The Holy Son screamed.
With Su Mo waving his hand, the endless blade gathered again and was about to rush towards the Holy Son again, intending to remove part of his muscle layer and let him feel deeper pain.
However, at this time, a change occurred.
"Unforgivable, unforgivable."
The Holy Son, who was still calling out for a lot of pain, suddenly began to have bloodshot eyes and yelled.
Then his body began to swell, and then blood flew and spilled all over the ground.
At the same time, the Holy Son gradually lost his human form and became a huge wild boar with seven or eight meters long and often fangs.
The wild boar had no skin, but it stimulated his ferocity even more, and he roared and rushed towards Su Mo.
However, Su Mo didn't care what he was now, the Endless Blade flew by in a storm.
The huge wild boar was cut off the tendons of his limbs in the blink of an eye, and fell to the ground with a plop, while the muscles on his body were cut off again.
The pain of adding another body made the blood red in the wild boar's eyes begin to dissipate, and fear filled its pupils.
"Give me aside, spare me." The endless pain finally made him start begging for mercy.
However, Su Mo did not intend to let it go.
"It's good, it's big, so you can cut a few more rounds."
So, round after round of cutting began.
The meat on the wild boar was removed bit by bit, and he screamed at the top of his lungs from the beginning until it gradually disappeared. Finally, it took a long time before the wild boar's holy son swallowed.
The sound insulation decoration he had done on the top floor made no sound coming from the top floor of this skyscraper.
So until the end, people outside the top floor of the skyscraper didn't know what was going on here.
It can be considered as a self-inflicted person.
It was only when the Holy Son finally died, Su Mo finally calmed down again.
What should I do if the mission is dead? I originally wanted to hand over the holy weapon to the Holy Son, but now this is the mission failure?
At this moment, a voice came from Su Mo's consciousness.
Chapter completed!