The starting gun is a one-time item, and if she uses the item, the gun will not be in her hands at this time.
Shen Mo's black eyes flashed with anger, and gloomily swept to the other side.
The person who shot was Zhang Hua.
It is obviously impossible to find trouble with Zhang Hua at this time. Shen Mo clenched his knife tightly and turned around to find trouble with frogs!
As soon as I turned around, I saw the chattering and screaming running, just passing by!
"Drilling into the shell!" Shen Mo roared at him.
"Damn, I can't control it!" The chatter and laughter scolded heartbreakingly, "I'm going to run with long legs! What kind of bullshit magic is this! My legs are crazy! I'm going to die! I'm going to die! I'm dead!!!-"
The frog's long tongue flew over like lightning, and even Shen Mo couldn't save him!
Seeing that the tongue was about to stick to chatting and laughing, who would have guessed that he stumbled under his feet and fell into the mud!
The frog's tongue rolled up a handful of stinky muddy water.
The taste is not good, the frog is smashing its mouth, and I want to stick out my tongue, but my body suddenly stings! A little man pierced its body with a knife and was crawling up one by one!
The pain made the frog jump up, and the sound of frog croaking was deafening!
However, the man on it was extremely agile, and the rolling struggle not only failed to get rid of him, but instead allowed him to take the opportunity to climb up on his head, and the blade was stabbed between the two huge eyes.
The frog seemed to sense the danger, shook his head, and with a "quack" sound, the double-webbed fins dug through the mud and burrowed into it!
However, Shen Mo moved faster than it, pulled out the knife and stabbed it into one of the eyes! Immediately after that, he stabbed a few times quickly, like chiseling a watermelon!
Bright red blood and transparent mucus splashed, and the frog rolled on the ground in pain, overwhelming a field of snails!
Shen Mo never let it go! Knives are tougher than ever! That eyeball was almost pierced and smashed by him!
"Cuck!-"
The frog wailed in pain, its entire head plunged into the mud, and it went down like crazy!
Naturally, Shen Mo couldn't go down with it. He immediately released his strength, jumped out with his knife, landed on the snail shell beside him, and then slid neatly into the water, standing stably.
Frog escaped.
Tan Xiao got up and looked at Shen Mo, his eyes were not just admiration... but horror!
Good guy, such a freshman monster can be forced to roll on the ground with a small folding fruit knife? Mother! Where did this fairy master come from? !
So scary!
Amazed for a while, chatting and laughing, he found that the muddy water was bubbling under his feet.
He came back to his senses, slapped his forehead, quickly bent down and grabbed the man in the mud, pulling him up!
Cheng Wei was lifted up in mud, spitting black mud from his mouth, eyes closed, and he was already unconscious.
Tan Xiao picked him up and pressed his stomach hard.
More muddy water spit out from Teacher Cheng's mouth.
"Old man, don't die, if you hadn't lay here and tripped me, I would have died just now! I will share half of my life with you in the future! As long as I live for a day, brother Xiao, I won't let you die first! Dripping water The kindness of Yongquan News, we who roam the rivers and lakes would rather lose our lives than our brothers!"
He said a lot of long-winded words, punched his stomach and lungs, and finally turned the old man over and pinched him, but he still didn't wake up.
Shen Mo said, "You put him down!"
Tan Xiao was in awe of Shen Mo, and quickly followed suit.
Shen Mo walked over to take a look, frowned and said: "There are bruises on the head, it must have been knocked on the snail and passed out, or it may have been pushed by someone while running. It's also luck to get a life back."
Talking and laughing, he nodded again and again.
He didn't dare to put Cheng Weicai into the snail, for fear of boring the old man, so he dragged Cheng Weicai to the gap between the stone wall and the snail, and sat down to set it up.
After it was set up properly, he suddenly came back to his senses, turned around and stared at Shen Mo and asked, "The sound of a gun? ... You said that the sound was a gun?! Grass! Who fired the gun?! Come out to me! If there is a gun, don't put it at the frog, What a mess!"