SS Chapter 42

As she was distracted, the sofa chair in her hands was snatched away by Jiang Mo, who smashed it down on Luo Wenwen’s head. With a cracking sound, the chair shattered, and Luo Wenwen fell to the ground.

Long Xinyu and Rao Xian quickly went to lift the bed, dragging Sha Rou and Long Xiuyu out. Sha Rou had been hit over a larger area, and she winced in pain. Long Xiuyu, ignoring the pain on his body, urgently said to Long Xinyu and Rao Xian, “Together, help Luo Wenwen kill Jiang Mo.”

He had clearly understood the situation. These people injected with all sorts of drugs were not human. With such strong attack power, and in such a confined space on the yacht, where could they run? If they didn’t kill Jiang Mo, they would be killed by him.

At this moment, Luo Wenwen, with her head and face covered in blood, had been pinned to the corner by Jiang Mo, who was choking her neck. Before Long Xiuyu could even join the battle, he watched as Jiang Mo plunged the short knife in his hand fiercely into Luo Wenwen’s shoulder. However, Luo Wenwen didn’t even scream as if she felt no pain, only reaching out to grab Jiang Mo’s face. Her face didn’t show any pain from being stabbed. Then everyone saw a horrifying scene:

The short knife in Jiang Mo’s hand seemed to have become blunt in the previous confrontation, and was actually stuck in Luo Wenwen’s bone. Jiang Mo violently released his grip on the knife handle, and with one hand grabbed Luo Wenwen’s head, while the other hand grabbed the hand Luo Wenwen was using to claw at his face and tore it violently. With a “crack” sound, he forcibly tore Luo Wenwen’s head, along with one shoulder, away from her torso under her armpit. Blood splattered everywhere!

Jiang Mo held up Luo Wenwen’s upper body with one hand, chuckling to himself. Luo Wenwen’s eyes were still open, and blood dripped from the severed part of her body…

Jiang Mo’s chuckling gradually turned into laughter, resembling madness. In Long Xinyu and Rao Xian’s eyes, this was all too familiar. When Li Xu had kidnapped them, she had looked exactly like this when she had chopped off a head on the boat and held it in her hand.

Anyway, Luo Wenwen was already dead, and there was only one target: Jiang Mo. He wasn’t afraid of inaccurate shooting anymore.

Jiang Mo suddenly flung the half of Luo Wenwen’s body in his hand at Long Xiuyu. Long Xiuyu dodged, and Jiang Mo was already in front of him, grabbing Long Xiuyu’s arm. Long Xiuyu didn’t have time to fire again, and swung the gunstock at Jiang Mo’s head.

Jiang Mo grinned and grabbed Long Xiuyu’s wrist. Long Xiuyu felt a tremendous force grabbing him and twisting his hand forward. Long Xiuyu tried to pull his arm back, but Jiang Mo gave it a heavy yank, causing Long Xiuyu to stagger. Jiang Mo raised his foot and kicked Long Xiuyu’s leg.

Long Xiuyu reacted quickly and dodged. Jiang Mo narrowed his eyes, grabbed Long Xiuyu’s waist, and lifted him up with almost no effort.

“Bang!”

A gunshot made the air in the room freeze for a moment. Rao Xian, holding the gun with both hands, shot Jiang Mo in the shoulder.

“Bang, bang, bang!” Rao Xian fired several shots in succession, all hitting Jiang Mo’s chest. Jiang Mo was forced back two steps by the impact of the bullets, but still held Long Xiuyu up.

Seeing this situation, Long Xinyu was afraid that Jiang Mo would throw his brother to death. He didn’t believe it. He also pulled out a gun, and, to his credit, he remembered how Rao Xian had taught him, and started pulling the trigger at Jiang Mo’s legs, not caring whether he hit or not, until the magazine was empty.

It was unknown how many shots Jiang Mo had been hit by, but the gunshot wounds seemed to have aroused Jiang Mo’s ferocity. He lifted Long Xiuyu and slammed him hard onto the ground. Long Xiuyu, at this time, didn’t know if his adrenaline was surging, but he actually used the force to twist around and wrap his arm around Jiang Mo’s neck from behind, shouting at Rao Xian, “Shoot his head, I don’t believe his head is bulletproof!”

Rao Xian turned his gun and aimed at Jiang Mo’s head, but he couldn’t shoot – the bullet’s penetration was too weak, and Long Xiuyu was currently half-hugging Jiang Mo’s head. If he shot, the bullet would hurt Long Xiuyu.

Long Xinyu also faced the same problem. His own marksmanship wasn’t good enough, and he was afraid of hurting his brother, so he didn’t dare to shoot rashly. So, he had an idea, dragged over a bedside table from the corner of the wall, and shouted at Long Xiuyu, “Bro, get out of the way!”

Long Xiuyu immediately released Jiang Mo, and Long Xinyu smashed the bedside table in his hand onto Jiang Mo’s head. “Bang!” The bedside table shattered, and Jiang Mo’s head seemed to be deformed, with cuts appearing on his face. Jiang Mo seemed to be dazed, but his eyes didn’t show any pain. He stared at Long Xinyu with an indifferent, pale, and sinister gaze, ghost-like and terrifying.

Long Xinyu didn’t show any fear. He tore open the buttons on his suit, grabbed a potted plant of some unknown tree species from the ground, and waved it, smashing it towards Jiang Mo’s face, as if deliberately provoking him. He was attracting Jiang Mo’s attention. He saw in his peripheral vision that Long Xiuyu had released Jiang Mo and was retreating to Luo Wenwen’s body, and casually pulled out the short knife stuck in her body.

Long Xinyu crashed heavily into the wall, his face turning pale with pain, especially his shoulder. He felt like his shoulder was either dislocated or his arm was broken.

At this moment, Rao Xian aimed at Jiang Mo’s head and fired continuously, but Jiang Mo dodged twice in a row. One of the bullets grazed his cheek, taking off a piece of flesh. Half of Jiang Mo’s face was covered in blood.

Long Xiuyu immediately jumped onto his back, and the dagger in his hand pierced straight into Jiang Mo’s neck with a flash of blood. As Long Xiuyu exerted force, blood spurted out all at once. However, Long Xiuyu felt that the knife could only cut through Jiang Mo’s skin, but couldn’t penetrate the bone.

Just as Long Xiuyu paused, Jiang Mo grabbed Long Xiuyu’s arm with his backhand and exerted force. Long Xiuyu felt his arm “crack” as if it had been crushed, and the pain shot straight to his brain – “Fuck!” Long Xiuyu cursed. Jiang Mo, with his other hand, pulled out the dagger stuck in his neck and stabbed it towards Long Xiuyu’s eyes. Seeing that Long Xiuyu couldn’t dodge at all –

“Bang!” Rao Xian fired again. This time, the bullet hit Jiang Mo’s head. The bullet was very powerful, almost blowing off a quarter of Jiang Mo’s head. Blood splattered everywhere, spraying Long Xiuyu’s face and dripping onto Sha Rou’s body, who was still trapping Jiang Mo’s legs.

Jiang Mo, like a robot that had been turned off, suddenly froze. Sha Rou was still wrapped around his legs, Long Xiuyu was still half-hanging on his body. Everyone seemed to have frozen with him, and only the blood kept flowing.

The strong smell of blood stimulated Long Xinyu, making him feel nauseous, but the feeling of nausea also brought him back to his senses. He hurriedly went to pry open Jiang Mo’s hand that was grabbing his brother, but Jiang Mo’s hand was as strong as metal, and he couldn’t pry it open at all. Long Xinyu tried to force it himself, but couldn’t break free.

Sha Rou, seeing that Jiang Mo had no reaction, released Jiang Mo’s legs and feet, and collapsed to the ground, her whole body aching. She really didn’t have the strength to help Long Xinyu.

Rao Xian went to help, and finally managed to pry open Jiang Mo’s hand. Long Xiuyu pulled up his sleeve and saw five clear finger marks on his arm.

Long Xiuyu said irritably, “His head is gone, what’s he going to come back to life as? Look at the drug he was injected with, it’s like a stimulant, making people react quickly, increasing strength, and struggling to survive!”

Long Xinyu exhaled, “Bro, after you say that, I suddenly feel very LOW!”

Long Xiuyu ignored him and bent down to help Sha Rou. Rao Xian also went over to check Sha Rou’s injuries.

Sha Rou had been hit by the bed, and had also used force to trip Jiang Mo, so he did not know which area the pain was coming from, and she could not get up at all. Long Xiuyu carefully tried to help her up.

Suddenly-

“Be careful!” Long Xiuyu was pushed away. Sha Rou grabbed Jiang Mo’s wrist, preventing him from stabbing Long Xiuyu, but Jiang Mo’s strength was very great. Sha Rou’s strength was too weak, and the knife in Jiang Mo’s hand pierced her shoulder.

Rao Xian reacted the fastest and was about to pull out his gun, but was struck in the chest by Jiang Mo’s elbow, with great force. Rao Xian was almost knocked sideways, and he felt a sharp pain in his chest, making it hard to breathe.

“Bang, bang, bang…” “Bang, bang, bang…”

Long Xinyu frantically struck him several times in succession, and Jiang Mo’s head was completely shattered, like a smashed watermelon, with blood and flesh flying everywhere. His body twitched a few times, and then he stopped moving.

But Long Xinyu didn’t seem to notice. He mechanically struck Jiang Mo’s head over and over again, the cane causing pieces of flesh and bone to fly out, until Rao Xian grabbed his arm and Long Xinyu stopped. His breathing was rapid, and he was still stunned. It wasn’t until he realized from Rao Xian’s gaze that Jiang Mo was definitely dead this time, that he reacted, his hands trembling slightly. He murmured, “I, I killed someone!”

Rao Xian pulled Long Xinyu over, took the cane from his hand, and said softly, “It’s okay, you’re acting in self-defense!”

Long Xinyu breathed for a while before calming down.

“Sha Rou, Sha Rou–” Long Xiuyu’s voice startled the two.

Sha Rou, with a deathly pale face, leaned against Long Xiuyu’s arms, the short knife stuck in her shoulder, blood gushing out. Her body was also covered in the blood of Jiang Mo, which was mixed together, making it look shocking.

Seeing this situation, Rao Xian didn’t dare to pull out the short knife immediately. Rao Xian asked Long Xiuyu to watch Sha Rou, not to let her faint, and he pulled Long Xinyu out to find a first aid kit.

The house was a mess, with bloodstains everywhere, but Sha Rou couldn’t be moved now, so Long Xiuyu had to hug her gently.

Long Xiuyu put his arms around her: “Don’t count, you are my savior.”

Long Xiuyu looked at Sha Rou’s pale face and said in a low voice: “Remember.”

Long Xiuyu raised a hand to brush her hair: “Don’t talk nonsense, you are so beautiful, you won’t die!”

Long Xiuyu wiped the blood off her face and said, “If you hold on, if you don’t die, I will marry you.”

Sha Rou smiled, she opened her mouth slightly for a few seconds and said: “Long Xiuyu…cough, you are hot!”

Long Xiuyu knew that this was a reaction after a person lost blood, he did not dare to move, for fear of tearing her wound, so he could only gently hold her in his arms with his arms, Sha Rou listened to Long Xiuyu’s powerful heartbeat, and her consciousness drifted away little by little…

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