"Uncle, come and play!"

The woman stretched out her hand and was about to catch Fang mo.

Unfortunately.

At this time, a knife suddenly appeared on Fang Mo's arm. With a miso, he cut off the white arm.

Pop.

After the arm fell down, it turned into a dark thing, and it was still melting at an unimaginable speed.

"Ah!"

The woman suddenly cried, and her face became distorted. Similarly, her originally beautiful face became ferocious like a monster in an instant.

At this moment, Fang Mo had no idea in his heart.

He looked at each other's changes blandly, and then said faintly, "do you have ideas?"

Other monsters.

It hasn't moved at all. It's still twisting around there.

In fact, Fang Mo found at the beginning that the remaining women were the illusion she had made.

In other words, they are all puppets.

Only this one who comes and reaches out is the noumenon.

It's like a brothel. At the beginning, it must be either a big teapot or a procuress. Except for these two, the rest will not stretch out their hands

Poof!

Why do you want this?

Fang Mo felt that there was a certain confusion in his thinking.

"You, want to die, must!" the ferocious face stared at him. There was not much charm in those eyes. At this time, it became like a ghost. There was no emotion: "hand, no, you, want to die!"

"You really have ideas."

Fang Mo smiled and said, "it's good to have ideas, but your acting skills are a little too clumsy. How about I train you? You can eat more things. I won't lie to you!"

If you have ideas, it's easy to do.

For Fang Mo, he believes in one word most.

Unite the majority and attack the small group.

Only in this way can we ensure that we are on the strongest side, and only in this way can we win.

That's what he did at the beginning, otherwise the underground base wouldn't be so messy now.

There are even girls who are completely human faces.

"What are you talking about?"

The monster was stunned and slowly approached his head: "say, be clear."

"Die!"

Fang Mo thought that she really wanted to change her evil ways. When he embarked on a path of conscience from then on, he suddenly felt that countless tentacles appeared behind each other's head.

Thinking of the end of the man just now, Fang Mo jumped away with a whoosh and waved fiercely with a knife.

He found the knife he had made. It was terrible.

As long as there is nothing too terrible in front of us, we can make a clean break.

That's why.

When his knife fell, he couldn't believe what he had achieved.

Dozens of tentacles were directly cut off by him.

And the woman has completely become a monster, and the last acting skill in her eyes has completely disappeared.

The next moment.

All the women around are completely transformed into nothingness.

No, but in an instant, there was a thick fog around, and then it turned into something like a terrible mallet

At this moment, Fang Mo's confused thoughts were completely gone.

He is also a normal man. When looking at those women who flirt and dress very charming, how can he have no idea at all?

He can only come here because he knows that these are not real beauties.

But even so, his ideas have changed for some time.

It's alright now.

Beautiful women become mallets. What special ideas do you have? They have completely disappeared.

Who can have an idea about the mallet

"No!"

While thinking about this, Fang Mo suddenly jumped back several steps again. After walking out about ten meters, he turned his head and continued to look at his eyes.

Click, click, click

There are cracks on the ground, and from those cracks, there are terrible tentacles one after another.

Then.

A monster more than two meters high appeared in front of him.

At the top, it's still a woman.

However, at this time, the woman no longer had the feeling she had just felt, but looked at Fang Mo below like a God, and her eyes were full of hate.

holy crap.

This is my little brother.

"Unfortunately, I have no feelings for you."

Fang Mo waved his hand, looked at so many mallets in front of the other side, sighed that the beauty's end was actually a mallet, and then turned his head blandly and winked at the other side.

"What does that mean?"

"Didn't you talk very well just now?"

"Then who knows, don't women just change?"

"What about us?"

"Run!"

Liu Xuan said that instead of Fang Mo, he saw a kind of caution and seriousness in each other's eyes.

So he knew it was not so easy to deal with.

Seeing that they all started to run, Fang Mo turned his head and said to the monster who turned his head and looked at Liu Xuan and others: "Hey, come down and let's talk. How can we be friends when you are so high? Moreover, I know the position of your parents, your brothers and sisters, and your fucking boyfriend."

Fang Mo finished his first sentence and was severely beaten.

The mallet was a real ox fork. Even though he had tried to avoid it, he was still knocked, and then he flew straight out.

Bang.

Fang Mo fell on the ground. He coughed several times to make his breath smooth.

When he got up, he stretched out his right hand for the first time. After folding it, he exposed a middle finger and said, "shit, I helped you find your relatives, and you beat me?"

Originally, I am not invincible.

The reality of this world is so terrible.

At this time, Fang Mo was full of these two words, but he had already adapted to many situations, so he was very calm in the face of such a monster. It seemed that nothing had happened.

This is a kind of ability that he experienced in the end of the world. The landslide goes ahead without changing color.

"Whoosh!"

"Buzzing, buzzing!"

This time, the monster himself, as well as seven or eight sticks and hammers, hit Fang Mo together.

His face remained unchanged. He stretched out his middle finger again and said contemptuously, "next time you hit me, remember to use some strength and don't play with you first. By the way, you can't leave here. Many of them will come here to look for food. If you leave, you won't be able to eat those people!"

Fang Mo finished, turned directly and ran.

The monster did have thoughts, so there was a tangle on his ferocious cheek, and he didn't chase it out in the end.

"I'll go. Are you really waiting for the rabbit?"

Fang Mo, who took the opportunity to look back, saw this scene and felt like a dog.