Chapter 795

"No bones?" Rick laughed as if he had heard a joke. He looked up and down at Mo Xiaobing and gestured to the few people around who were not hurt.

Those people immediately gathered around. Although their eyes were afraid, they were full of murderous spirit.

"That's because you don't understand the structure of your body." Rick pretended that Mo Xiaobing was just a half-aged child and joked with a smile, "how can you stand here without bones?"

"Because the tissue in my body solidified into a solid state." Mo Xiaobing solemnly explained, closing his eyes and smiling at the same time.

Instead of pretending to discuss this problem with Mo Xiaobing, Rick went directly to her and pointed the cold muzzle of the gun at her head, "are you blind?"

Mo Xiaobing smiled and didn't make a sound.

"That's a pity," said Rick, "but it doesn't affect my interest."

With that, he pulled the trigger directly, but his body quickly backed back.

The bullet did not hurt Mo Xiaobing. It was frozen at Mo Xiaobing's temple, wrapped by a thick layer of transparent and white ice, and fell directly to the ground.

Rick immediately showed a big smile, clapped his hands in encouragement and said, "great, great! You look young but strong. Do you want to consider joining us?"

From the beginning, Rick didn't plan to fight against Mo Xiaobing. He just took a fancy to Mo Xiaobing's strength.

In his opinion, Mo Xiaobing is definitely not as young as he looks. He should be an adult with congenital development problems like him.

He has a sense of closeness to such people and is willing to be open.

Smelling the words, the people who surrounded Mo Xiaobing suddenly widened their eyes and looked at the children surrounded by them with jealous eyes.

They are all people who want to enter the death team very much, but as long as they are not recognized by any small leader in the team, they can only be wronged to be a miscellaneous fish here, which is useless no matter how strong they are.

Now a child with a fart can easily get what they don't want. How can he not be hated.

Under the scrutiny of all kinds of eyes, Mo Xiaobing shook her little head, pulled out a shallow smile and said, "sorry, I have to follow my parents. I don't have time to play any partner games with you."

She is good-looking, and such a smile makes people unable to move their eyes.

"That's a pity." Rick's blue eyes deepened a little. He sneered, stepped back two steps again and signaled his subordinates to rush forward.

Although he couldn't feel the strength of Mo Xiaobing, Rick subconsciously didn't think she was strong. After all, with so many level-3 powers here, taking a taxi round is enough for her.

The people who had already seen Mo Xiaobing's displeasure immediately rushed up. They used the fire power to restrain the characteristics of the ice system, wrapped a thick layer of flame in front of them, and roared to the petite figure in front of them.

Mo Xiaobing didn't move, but slowly opened his eyes.

The pure white eyes were covered under the dazzling fire, but they couldn't stop the coldness.

She stretched her arms coolly and squeezed her small palm fiercely.

In the closed space, at this moment, there was a sharp chill. In the blink of an eye, in addition to the vacuum area around Mo Xiaobing, the air in other places was frozen in a thick icicle.

Not to mention the ferocious posture of others, Rick's face still had an undiminished smile, and his eyes were not only cold, but also promising.

"Don't you underestimate me? I'm not human." he bent his eyes and smiled. Mo Xiaobing patted his arm, walked forward to eliminate the ice around Rick, and took out his identity certificate and mask.

As like as two peas in the mask, she saw the picture printed on her face and turned it away.

She's about the same size as Rick, and the credibility of this identification is naturally high.

Rick's frozen eyes were still frozen in place, and there was no vitality in his blue eyes.

When Mo Xiaobing went out, he found that Mo Wen had been waiting at the door with Yu Lan in his arms.

Yu Lan holds several identity certificates and many masks in his hand.

"Xiaobing, are you out?" Yu Lan happily waved to her and asked softly, "have you found the mask? If not, I have a lot here."

"I've found it." looking at the seven or eight masks in Yu Lan's hand, Mo Xiaobing suddenly felt that they shouldn't go in and find it by themselves. Where else can Mo Wen do it?

"Mom, why did you take so many masks?" although he already knew the origin of these masks, Mo Xiaobing still pretended to be ignorant and asked.

"Arvin got it," Yu Lan said. "He seems to have found the place for the high-level meeting of the death team."

So he brought them all at once?

Mo Xiaobing glanced at Mo Wen and saw half a drop on him

I couldn't help smacking my tongue when I didn't see the blood.

"Has the leader of death team been solved by your father?" she asked, looking at Mo Wen.

Mo Wen didn't respond, just smiled gently at her.

Soon the problem of ink Xiaobing was solved.

Looking at the guard of the corpse fighting field, he respectfully welcomed the arrival of the leader of the death team. Everyone knew that the pure black mask Mo Wen wore on his face belonged to the leader of the death team.

"Boss, don't you really bring people to the nest?" wearing a mask with various patterns, drunk all night came forward and asked suspiciously.

God knows he was so angry when he saw so many masks in Mo Wen's hand.

After giving the bartender to Xiuqi, he spent a lot of time looking for the person wearing the mask, but he didn't want to find it so difficult because Mo Wen brought people into a nest?

"If their scale is only so large," Mo Wen said faintly.

"I think it's almost." he murmured in a low voice. He turned his head and swept his eyes away from Xiuqi, who tried to wipe the chain, and finally fell on Zhang Xin.

Zhang Xin is the only one of them who didn't find his mask and took it from Mo Wen.

Thinking of this, his face under the mask showed a strange smile. He came forward and patted Zhang Xin on the shoulder, posing as a good brother, but his voice was full of ridicule, "I didn't say that, Zhang Xin, you have lived for so many years at the end of the world. How can you still be like this? Those guys are heinous villains like me. You don't have to show your compassion now?"

Zhang Xin's shoulder was slightly stiff, but he didn't say anything.

He has been a profiteer and may have killed people indirectly, but he has never killed anyone himself.

This barrier is difficult to overcome.

Unable to see the expression under Zhang Xin's mask, drunk all night was a little boring. He ran to the front and continued to harass Qin Huai, leaving Zhang Xin behind.

Zhang Xin walked behind alone and squeezed his fist slightly.

He doesn't want to be drunk all night, but he doesn't want to be a burden.