diskusbooks Chapter 140 The Abnormal Mother 12
Chapter 140 The Abnormal Mother 12
The freak still looked at Xiaoxiao with some confusion, as if he were seeing her for the first time, yet he also felt a strange sense of familiarity.
She habitually bent down and picked up Xiaoxiao, letting her sit in the crook of her arms.
The little girl hugged the deformed man's neck, stretched out her small hand, pointed to the blush on the deformed man's face, then pointed to her own face, and giggled:
"Mom, look, our cheeks are all rosy, just the same!"
The freak's eyes widened slightly as he carefully examined the little figure in his arms, a hint of confusion and surprise flashing across his face.
On the opposite side of the street, Lama Yuanzhen was the first to get up.
He and his disciples did not rush in, but they were still swept up by the aftershocks of the freak's attack.
Fortunately, it was only a minor injury, and he is still able to fight again.
Aoki Shusai of the Japanese had already experienced the freaks firsthand; they were the ones who attacked the talent apartment building last time.
He disdained the fact that the members of the Celestial Masters sect would gang up on a small, deformed infant.
Therefore, when the unexpected happened, he immediately led his men to dodge the attack.
Besides them, the foreign devils and foreign missionaries were also fine.
Perhaps knowing something about the restricted area, they stood some distance away.
However, he was still taken aback by the sudden turn of events.
The leaders chattered away, making a lot of noise, and sped up their assembly work.
The foreign missionaries held Bibles and crosses in their hands, chanting things like "the Virgin Mary."
Ning Qingfeng coughed up a mouthful of blood and struggled to his feet.
He and several elders stepped aside and quickly took medicine to heal their injuries.
The Northern faction of the Celestial Masters sect was the first to rush forward, facing the freak's heavy blows head-on, and seven or eight of them died on the spot.
Liang Aotian was completely dumbfounded, staring blankly at the corpses of his uncles on the ground, which lay scattered like tattered sacks, unable to process what was happening.
Some low-level monsters on the street also began to attack, and the remaining members of the Celestial Masters sect were in a panic.
After the foreign priest muttered something, Johnson, the exorcist appointed by the archbishop, walked out in a black robe with a solemn expression.
He carried a specially made silver shotgun from the church, the slugs inside also having silver casings, and both had been bathed in holy water the day before.
He was confident that no matter how powerful the demon was, it could not withstand his attack.
He had just witnessed the power of the freak, but he was not afraid.
Throughout his exorcism career, he has encountered monsters with mortal bodies who wield powers that only gods and demons are worthy of.
They are fallen demons seduced by Satan, monsters that must be eliminated.
He wants to purify them.
He raised his gun, aimed at the deformed man holding the child in the hall, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.
With a bang, the silver shotgun flew rapidly toward the deformed man.
Attracted by the sound of gunfire, the freak turned her head slightly, raised her hand, grabbed the egg-sized bullet, and crushed it with a bang.
Priest Johnson's pupils contracted, but instead of stopping, he quickened his pace and continued firing continuously.
This freak was actually immune to the silver bullets from the holy water bath, something he had never seen before in his exorcism career.
This was beyond his comprehension and it terrified him.
As the bullets flew, the deformed man, holding the child, turned his back to avoid them.
The bullets pounded into her back and exploded, bursting into bursts of fire.
The eccentric man frowned slightly, put down Xiao Xiao, and then shot out of the hall like a shooting star.
Priest Johnson was shocked and hastily retreated.
But nothing could compare to the speed of the freak. With a bang, Priest Johnson's body exploded.
His entire body turned into a cloud of blood mist and shot into the air.
Xiao Xiao was completely dumbfounded, her little mouth agape.
A big villain turned into a cloud of blood mist right before our eyes.
The others gasped in surprise and retreated in fright.
On the distant rooftop, the military personnel and members of the demon-hunting team who were observing through binoculars were all dumbfounded.
How can a freak be so strong?
Yuan Xiaoling is right. The strangeness of the talent apartment is evolving, and the deformed people are even more terrifying than before.
The deformed man's feet still didn't touch the ground; he was suspended above the ground, looking up with a puzzled expression at the blood slowly flowing from his palm.
Seemingly a little unaccustomed, she casually flicked her hand, revealing her palms to be as white as ever.
She lowered her eyes, her face expressionless, devoid of sorrow or joy, anger or resentment, her hair moving without wind.
Clad in flowing white robes, she stood suspended in mid-air, observing the world as if a saint descended from heaven.
Everyone was stunned.
Especially the foreigners; one clergyman couldn't help but kneel down, kiss the cross on his chest, and mutter something.
Grand Lama Yuanzhen put his hands together and chanted "Amitabha."
"The World Honored One, Ksitigarbha, Namo Bodhisattva, is the one who gave birth to and nurtured this thing by Heaven and Earth."
"The Buddha is merciful and dares not arbitrarily alter cause and effect; therefore, I depart."
Having said that, he led the group of monks away.
After taking a pill, Ning Qingfeng coughed and sneered. "What Buddha's mercy? It's nothing but cowardice and a desire to avoid getting any advantage."
Those bald monks, they're all unreliable.
But when he looked around, he saw that the elders were either injured or crippled, and most of the disciples had also been lost.
He turned to look at the deformed man again, and immediately felt the urge to retreat.
The strength of the freaks far exceeds our imagination; for now, we can only rely on the foreigners.
As for the Japanese chicken, Aoki Shusai and the others looked eager to try it.
He didn't know whether to call them stupid or reckless.
The foreigners were whispering amongst themselves, looking flustered, and one of their leaders began giving orders to Aoki Hideaki.
Aoki Shusai lowered his head and bent over, letting out a shout of "Heave-ho!" as he drew his demon-slaying sword from his waist. He and his disciples yelled and pounced on him together.
The freak lowered his head and gently pinched Aoki Shusai's long sword with his fingers.
The next second, with a loud bang, the blade exploded, scattering countless fragments.
Immediately afterwards, Aoki Shusai was slammed to the ground, his body exploding into a cloud of blood mist.
His disciples behind him were also blasted away by the impact.
"Ready? Power on! Ready to fire!"
“Far---”
The foreigners' super-powered laser weapon has finally been successfully installed.
The moment the gun fired, a muffled boom resounded, and a huge burst of fire shot out from the rough muzzle.
The immense impact was like a storm, tearing everything in its path apart.
The earth seemed to be struck by a heavy hammer, dust billowed and trembled, forming a cloud of dust that drifted backward.
Xiao Xiao covered her ears in fright and looked at her mother with a worried expression.
Everyone was stunned by this earth-shattering cannon shot; their ears were ringing.
The deformed woman's body trembled, and she stared blankly at her pierced chest.
There was a hole the size of a bowl, running through it from front to back, but no blood flowed out.
Little Xiao's eyes were wide with rage, she covered her mouth, and tears were about to spill out.
She dared not call out or shout, for fear of dragging down the deformed man.
The foreigner operating the weapon removed his goggles, looked at the effect with satisfaction, and proudly laughed into his headset:
"This is amazing, I love this thing! It's truly a super weapon made in America."
"Don't let your guard down, hurry up, fire another shot!"
The command came through the headset.
"Okay, coming right away, my little cutie, I'm coming again."
Just as the foreigner controlling the weapon was about to fire, the deformed man moved, lunging at him like a meteor falling to earth.
He quickly turned his weapon and aimed it at the onrushing deformed man.
But before the trigger could be pulled, the giant, fan-sized hand of the deformed man descended from the sky, engulfing the man and his weapon.
With a muffled thud, the dust settled, revealing a large crater in the ground.
The machine was smashed flat, and the operator had already exploded into a cloud of blood mist and disappeared into the world.
The freak withdrew his hand and looked down at the large pit in front of him.
"Fuck, fuck, get out of here, get out of here!"
A chorus of exclamations erupted from the walkie-talkie.
The military personnel and demon hunters observing the battlefield from the attic were also dumbfounded.
They were just worried that the foreigners' superpowered weapons were too advanced.
Now my only worry is whether the freaks will go on a killing spree and break out of the restricted area.
Ning Qingfeng, Liang Aotian, and the other members of the Celestial Masters sect were initially excited, pinning their hopes on the foreigners' superpowered weapons to avenge them.
In the blink of an eye, it vanished into thin air.
They didn't care about anything else, and helped each other as they fled for their lives.
The deformed man simply tilted his head, remained in place, and observed them curiously.
There was no pursuit, and the hole in her chest was rapidly healing.
Xiao Xiao immediately ran over, grabbed the deformed man's hand, pointed at the fleeing crowd, and urged:
"Mom, quick—kill them! They're all bad guys—"
The freak looked down at Xiao Xiao, who was looking anxious, with a puzzled expression, seemingly not understanding what she was saying.
"Mommy--Mommy---"
Seeing the deformed man's appearance, Xiao Xiao looked at him helplessly and aggrievedly.
His eyes were filled with tears, as if telling a very tragic story.