vrcanaries Chapter 169 I told you she was crazy.
Chapter 169 I told you she was crazy.
Suddenly, the surrounding air seemed to freeze, and only the astonishment in the young man's eyes turned into anger.
The boy, who had just coughed up blood and looked up at the scene, let out a mocking roar.
"Haha, serves her right, I told you she was crazy."
"You're asking for death." The young man's face turned ashen, veins bulging on his neck, and with a wave of his hand, an invisible force struck Sang Ling heavily.
Because they were too close, Sang Ling took the blow head-on and turned pale after regaining her balance.
He frowned and coughed up a mouthful of blood.
The corners of his mouth were stained bright red.
The young man clutched the wound in his chest, his face contorted in a terrifying grimace, as if he were about to mutate at any moment.
Unfortunately, for Sang Ling, who is currently nearsighted at 800 degrees, it's just a mosaic, nothing at all.
"You actually managed to hurt me, you've got some skill." The young man sneered wickedly, "But with that little skill, you're far from killing me."
As he spoke, his wounds began to heal at an astonishing rate, far exceeding that of other test subjects.
The boy caught a glimpse of this and clicked his tongue in disdain.
Sang Ling squinted her severely nearsighted eyes, but saw nothing, only hearing the other party's provocative sneer.
What dares to provoke me?
Killed!
Sang Ling's blank gaze instantly cleared, and she looked sharply at the young man, her lips slightly pursed.
With a swift movement, he launched an attack.
The young man sneered disdainfully, waved his hand, and controlled a boulder to smash towards Sang Ling.
Sang Ling's gaze sharpened. He gathered his strength in his palm, gripped the dagger tightly, and swung it forcefully, splitting the boulder in two. The tip of the blade shot straight toward the young man behind the boulder.
The tip of the knife seemed to have struck an invisible, hard barrier.
The young man behind the barrier revealed a strange smile, and Sang Ling was struck by a sudden force and sent flying.
"Cough cough cough cough..." Sang Ling struggled to stand up, but suddenly her hands and feet seemed to be restrained by something, and she could not move.
With the back of her neck restrained, Sang Ling had no choice but to raise her head.
"Is that all you've got?" The young man seemed disappointed, disdainful, and dissatisfied.
Sang Ling's hazy eyes suddenly brightened, and after seeing his face clearly, she chuckled softly.
"You can still laugh when you're about to die?" The young man raised an eyebrow with interest.
“Of course I have to laugh, because…” Sang Ling glanced behind the young man out of the corner of her eye, and the next second, a familiar laser beam appeared.
The young man couldn't dodge in time and was burned on his right leg. Before he could see what was attacking him, gunshots rang out and bullets rained down on him.
He was forced to cover his head and run around frantically.
Sang Ling was still controlled by an invisible force. When she saw the small broken ball floating towards her, she curled the corner of her lips.
He turned his gaze to Song Chuyi and the others who were shooting from the shadows.
Of course, it's because her foreign aid has arrived.
The little broken ball spun around and around with Sang Ling, trying to figure out what was controlling her, but after analyzing for a long time, it came up empty-handed.
It was so anxious that it kept spinning in circles.
With their teammates providing cover, Song Chuyi and Lin Yan ran over.
"Are you alright?" Song Chuyi tried to pry Sang Ling away but couldn't budge her at all. She asked in surprise, "What happened?"
"Stop now if you don't want her to die," the young man threatened, his face dark.
At the same time, a bloodstain suddenly appeared on Sang Ling's neck, from which a trickle of blood flowed.
Song Chuyi was startled and quickly raised his hand to signal for a ceasefire.
"Release her, or you won't leave here alive today," Song Chuyi negotiated coldly.
Glancing at his slowly recovering right leg, and spitting out the bullets from his body, the young man's eyes flashed with a cold light as he laughed at their naivety, "You really think you can kill me with just a few guns?"
Song Chuyi's expression was very unpleasant, because she couldn't figure out the other party's intentions, so she didn't dare to make any rash moves.
"Let her go, and we'll let you go." After weighing the options, Song Chuyi chose to back down and save the person first.
The young man, however, was not about to let them off easily. He smiled maliciously and said, "Fine, but she stabbed me, so I'm going to stab her back."
Song Chuyi's expression changed, her face turning frosty. "Impossible."
"Then let's die together," the young man laughed.
When Song Chuyi turned around, she saw that the wound on Sang Ling's neck had indeed gotten bigger, and she shouted, "Stop!"
Seeing the young man's malicious smile and the increasingly large wound on Sang Ling's neck, Song Chuyi became extremely anxious and raised her gun, ready to fight him to the death.
A soft laugh suddenly came from behind.
A lazy voice followed.
"Is this all you have?"
The exact same words, but a different tone, yet they have a completely different impact.
Sang Ling slowly raised her head, a slight smile playing on her lips, her almond-shaped eyes inexplicably wicked and alluring.
Everyone instinctively looked at her.
Sang Ling stared straight at the young man, clenched her fists and shook them forcefully, instantly shattering the invisible restraints on her body.
The young man's pupils dilated in shock, "You..."
What shocked him even more was Sang Ling's next move.
Having regained her freedom, Sang Ling rotated her wrist, glanced around indifferently, and suddenly raised her hand and grasped something in the air.
What others cannot see, the young man sees very clearly.
She was holding onto a fragment of his power.
What does this mean? It means that she can not only shatter his solidified power, but also see and touch it, something that has never happened before.
"How did you manage to touch it?" The young man stared at Sang Ling with a ferocious expression.
Sang Ling turned her head leisurely, tilted her head and smiled, "Guess."
She hurled the fragment of power from her hand, which sliced through the air and pierced the young man's chest with pinpoint accuracy.
No one could see what Sang Ling threw away, but they could see that the young man's chest was suddenly injured and blood was constantly flowing out.
This time, his self-healing ability failed.