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Lao Fang showed disdain when he heard Zhang Xiao's words. His abilities were not so easy to crack. The facts proved that Zhang Xiao could not crack his abilities, so he could only make tricks, and he relied on his abilities.

"Most stands are completely manipulated by the stands-up messenger (original body). Even if each stand has special abilities, just this stand-up that seems to be the spirit behind the back and the guardian god will make the stand-up messenger human." Zhang Xiao controlled the [Bloody Nightmare] slowly pinched the metal pieces he picked up into pieces of small knives, "But this convenient stand-up ability also has an inconvenient weakness..."

Lao Fang had no intention of listening to Zhang Xiao's words. He had already controlled the summoned [USD] arm to pull himself up.

Both sides are just back to the same starting line, so Lao Fang doesn't think he will lose.

"...They are completely limited by the mental power of the substitute messenger. The substitute messenger is unconscious, falls asleep or dies. In short, when the mental power is no longer active, the substitute will disappear."

Kak

Zhang Xiao (substitute) pinched the last piece of knife, and he now had five pieces of knife in his hand.

Open his mouth, [Bloody Nightmare] bit the four pieces, hold only one piece in his hand, and aimed it at Lao Fang who had just gotten up.

"Do you know why I said this for?" Zhang Xiao on the hospital bed suddenly asked.

"I don't know, I don't want to know." Old Fang's color was still pale, but his expression had returned to calm. It was a expression of firm belief in his own abilities and his ability to win. "I only know that no matter whether it is your substitute's face or the $ mark on your lower abdomen, you will die if you hit it once again, but you don't know where my $ mark is."

"No, I think you need to know." Zhang Xiao on the hospital bed smiled, "because this is related to your life."

"What do you mean?" Lao Fang looked at the substitute in front of him, and for some reason he felt a bad premonition in his heart.

"I just talked about extreme conditions, but have you ever thought about the impact of mental power on the substitute under normal circumstances?" Zhang Xiao said, [Bloody Nightmare] throwing his knife up and down, "When you are sleepy, tired, sick, or even injured, what impact will it have on the substitute?"

“…”

The old man's sex changed slightly. Of course he knew that now he was seriously injured and could not control his entire substitute, so he summoned only one arm of [USD]. But judging from Zhang Xiao's meaning, could there be other more fatal effects?

"Actually, it doesn't have much impact. It's just a little weaker... a little slower reaction!"

When he said the word "Ye", [Blood Nightmare] had already thrown out the knife in his hand. When he finished speaking the word "Ye", all the four blades in his mouth flew out.

Zhang Xiao has never played the flying knife, but the powerful and precise movements of [Blood Nightmare] are really unreasonable.

The five blades he threw out were shot at Lao Fang from five different directions with their own different rotations, either fast or slow, but none of them were lost.

This level is much better than the acrobatic group who throws flying knives.

Lao Fang did not sit still and waited for death. He had already taken precautions when Zhang Xiao threw out the first knife, but he was indeed ineffective and could not see the specific trajectory of the flying knife, nor did he have the energy to summon the [USD] head again.

But he was fearless at all. With his current state of being stamped with $ mark, he would not die if he was not hit by $ mark. Even if he was shot by a knife, it didn't matter.

So Lao Fang just manipulated the arm of the [U.S. dollar] to block it, so he didn't care about it.

Scream! Scream! Scream! Scream! Scream!

The blade easily penetrated into the body under the strange power of [Bloody Nightmare]. Lao Fang, who had originally disregarded himself, was already staring at horror, but could not say a word.

"It seems that you really don't understand anything." Zhang Xiao's voice came from the hospital bed again, "It's really a waste of the opportunity to work in the hospital."

“…”

Lao Fang still didn't answer.

But this time, unlike before, he was unable to respond.

"The modern society's judgment on the death of normal people has long changed from "heart death" to "brain death", because the brain is the center of the precise instrument that controls the human body. Although you have a $ mark, you can still live without a heart, but when I am curious... will you die without a head?"

[Bloody Nightmare] Step by step, he walked to Lao Fang who was leaning against the wall. Through the eyes of the substitute, Zhang Xiao also saw clearly what Lao Fang looked like at this time.

Lao Fang, who had five small knives inserted into his neck from different angles, was not dead yet. His fearful eyes obviously had spirituality, which was really amazing.

Looking through the eyes of the substitute for a moment, Zhang Xiao on the hospital bed said again: "Wow! It's really amazing to have a will to live, but I think this is not just a contribution to the will to live..."

[Bloody Nightmare] reached out and plucked the head on Lao Fang's face, which was stained with blood. The other end had been wet and tied together by blood; it was exposed at a little above his ear, and there was a not-so-obvious mark left there, no, it was a tattoo at this time.

"No wonder my neck was cut off and I haven't died yet. It turns out that the mark is on your head... It was left by my punch when I pierced your substitute's heart. I used the action of falling to the ground to stain blood in the pool of blood on the ground. Tsk, I'm so smart."

Lao Fang was full of fear, but his neck was cut off and he could no longer say anything, but he kept saying something with his mouth opening and closing, hoping that Zhang Xiao could understand it.

"Oh, what else do you want to say, right?" Zhang Xiao noticed this, and by chance, he really understood the lip words, "Let me see, you are saying "I, use, arrow, exchange, life", oh, want to exchange the whereabouts of "arrow" for your life?"

Lao Fang showed a happy expression in his eyes, and he blinked desperately to express his affirmation.

"This is interesting..."

【Bloody Nightmare】Nodded, looking like he was about to think, but he did not hesitate to reach out to a little mark on the old square face.

"puff--"

Lao Fang immediately spat out a mouthful of blood and kept vomiting blood, but he still stared at [Bloody Nightmare] in horror and anger, looking unwilling.

"Don't you want to know where the "arrow" is?!"

Zhang Xiao growled in a rough voice, as if he was dubbing Lao Fang, but Lao Fang didn't care anymore, and his face also had doubts. Does Zhang Xiao really want "arrows"? He doesn't believe it.

"Think about it..." Zhang Xiao answered affirmatively, but then continued, "But I want you to die even more."

[Bloody Nightmare] The eyes were cold, just like Zhang Xiao behind him.

In this way, Zhang Xiao looked at Lao Fang's eyes gradually losing his spirit and completely died.

As soon as Zhang Xiao (the substitute) touched his head, his head rolled down and fell into a pool of blood. When [Bloody Nightmare] looked down, he found that the mark on his side abdomen disappeared.

It was not until this time that Zhang Xiao, who was lying on the hospital bed, said again: "Hmph, do you really think you are dead, and the "arrow" will never see the light of day again? It's so naive. Maybe it will change hands long ago... right?"

A strange rhetorical question, but someone answered it.

"Yes, uncle." The little loli with two ponytails leaned her head and looked at Zhang Xiao on the hospital bed from the hole in the wall. Her eyes narrowed with smiles, "I've found it!"

She waved her little hand, and she was holding a golden arrow, a rotten wooden arrow shaft, and an ancient arrow with a broken tail feather.

This is the arrow that can bring people the ability to stand-in!

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Chapter completed!