Chapter 629 Happy Battlefield 5

The situation has taken a turn for the worse!

One second, Shen Mo was sure of winning, and the next second, he fell to the ground, with an iron hook piercing his abdomen and blood flowing across his abdomen. The iron hook was connected to a thin iron chain nearly two meters long, which was firmly locked on Jefferson's right arm!

A countdown appeared in the sky above Shen Mo.

"Brother Mo!!!" Tanxiao held up his arms and was about to rush to the stage.

But the brawl stage was blocked by an invisible wall, making it impossible to talk and laugh!

The clown inspector still laughed and said: "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 shouted in the audience, "Can't we use offensive props?! Why can he use them?!"

The clown smiled and looked at the audience: "It's not a prop. This thing was originally part of his body."

Su Man was stunned: "How could that happen?!"

"It turns out it's him..." someone in the audience said, "I thought he looked familiar just now, but now I think about it, he is Jefferson, the death row prisoner. He was originally a worker. Because he violated operating regulations, his right hand was crushed by a machine. Later he became He installed such a thing on his right arm... and used that thing to stab a dozen workers in the factory... He was supposed to be sentenced to death, but during the arrest, he escaped. It is said that he fled to Mexico. News reports for a while……"

Someone else complained: "Damn it, how can we get points with such a monster on stage?!"

"Hey! Look!"

The situation on stage changed again!

I saw Shen Mo, who was at the end of the countdown, slowly getting up, covering the bloody wound with one hand, and holding the iron hook tightly with the other hand!

Everyone gasped!

"Who the hell is this guy?!"

"Go through the maze at least twice, right? Otherwise, how could you recover from such an injury?!"

"...It's useless even if he gets up. In this state, he is no match for Jefferson."

The whole place was buzzing with discussion. Su Man was so upset that she simply left her seat and ran to the bottom of the stage to stand with Tanxiao.

Shen Mo on the stage was pulling the iron hook away from his flesh little by little.

Just by looking at it, Su Man felt that the roots of her teeth were weak. She had to move slowly and steadily, otherwise the iron hook would cause the wound to tear a second time! Internal organs will also be severely injured!

Jefferson on the other side obviously did not intend to give Shen Mo this opportunity.

He raised his right arm and pulled the chain hard! He directly pulled Shen Mo in front of him and punched Shen Mo's abdominal wound hard with his left hand!

Everyone exclaimed!

Su Man's face turned pale!

However, the expected scene did not appear. Shen Mo grabbed the iron hook and jumped up! Step on the opponent's shoulder, and then use the thin iron chain to lock the big man's throat!

Uh-huh! Uh-huh!

Wrap the thin iron chain twice and tighten it tightly!

Shen Mo jumped off the opponent's shoulder and used his weight and falling force to bring the huge body down! There was a sound when it hit the ground! Jefferson falls to the ground and the countdown begins!

A series of smooth movements shocked the whole audience!

Someone couldn't hide their shock and shouted: "Isn't he injured?!"

"He must have used life-saving tools!"

Jefferson's face was flushed on the stage, and he was 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 chains are getting tighter and tighter! The deeper it goes, the deeper it goes! Finally blood spurted out! ——

Jefferson's head separated from his body.

The countdown begins.

10, 9, 8, 7...3, 2, 1...