Things took a turn for the worse!
One second Shen Mo was still winning, but the next second he fell to the ground, his abdomen was pierced by an iron hook, blood was flowing, and the iron hook was connected to a thin chain nearly two meters long, which was firmly locked on Efferson's right arm!
A countdown appeared above Shen Mo.
"Brother Mo!!!" Tan Xiao was about to rush to the stage with his arms up.
However, the stage of the brawl was blocked by an invisible wall, and it was impossible to chat and laugh at all!
The clown inspector still laughed haha: "No hurry, no hurry~ The stage can only accommodate two players at a time. If you want to come up, you need to wait for the countdown to end..."
"This is cheating!" Su Man in the audience shouted, "Isn't offensive props unusable?! Why can he use them?!!"
The clown smiled and looked at the audience: "It's not a prop, this thing was originally a part of his body."
Su Man was stunned: "How come?!"
"It turned out to be him..." someone in the audience said, "I felt familiar just now, but now I think about it, he is an efferson on death row. He was originally a worker, and his right hand was crushed by a machine because he violated the operating regulations. Later, he was in There is a thing installed on his right arm... He also used that thing to stab more than a dozen workers in the factory... It should have been sentenced to death, but during the arrest, he escaped. It is said that he escaped to Mexico, and the news reported it for a while... "
Another complained: "Damn, with such a monster on stage, how do we get points?!"
"Hey! Look at it!"
The situation on stage has changed again!
I saw Shen Mo, who was at the end of the countdown, slowly get up, covering the bloody wound with one hand, and holding the iron hook tightly with the other hand!
Everyone took a deep breath!
"Who the hell is this guy?!"
"Go through the maze at least twice? Otherwise, how can you recover from this injury?!"
"...Even if it's useless, he's not a match for efferson at all in this state."
The crowd was buzzing with discussions, and Su Man was distraught, so he simply left his seat, ran to the bottom of the stage, and stood with the chat and laugh.
Shen Mo on the stage was pulling the iron hook away from his flesh little by little.
Just looking at it, Su Man felt that the roots of his teeth were softening. This action must be slow and steady, otherwise the iron hook will cause the wound to be torn a second time! Internal organs will also be severely damaged!
Efferson on the other side obviously didn't intend to give Shen Mo this chance.
He raised his right arm and pulled the chain violently! Pulling Shen Mo directly in front of him, he punched Shen Mo's abdominal wound with his left hand!
Everyone exclaimed!
Su Man's face turned pale!
However, the expected picture did not appear, Shen Mo grabbed the iron hook and jumped up! Step on the opponent's shoulder with one foot, and then lock the big man's throat with that thin iron chain!
Swish! Swish!
The thin iron chain is wound twice, and it is tightly strangled!
Shen Mo jumped off the opponent's shoulders and used his weight and falling force to bring this huge body down! A bang! efferson falls to the ground, the countdown begins!
A series of actions flowed like clouds and water, and the audience was shocked!
Someone shouted in shock: "Isn't he injured?!"
"He must have used a life-saving prop!"
The efferson on the stage was flushed, still struggling, trying to roll on the ground to get rid of Shen Mo's shackles.
But Shen Mo is much more flexible than him and can't break free! The chain is getting tighter and tighter! Get deeper and deeper! Finally, a fan-shaped blood spurted out! —
Efferson's head was splattered with blood and separated from his body.
The countdown begins.
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