Chapter 399 Hurting You Hurts Me

Watson temporarily closed the five senses of his adopted son, cutting off the connection between this body and the outside world.

The evil purple light that was everywhere around him also greatly reduced the corrosive effect of the awakening on his adopted son's body. With the human body's orifices deliberately closed, there would be almost no damage.

The influence of the awakening that could almost cause the frame to twist and the door to explode, after breaking through the five senses of not hearing, not touching, not smelling, and not tasting, was so thin that it could only cause a dull pain in the old wound. Before it had time to penetrate deep into the skin, it was rejected and abandoned by the young man's moth cells.

Although the five senses were closed, Watson still had other moths, blades, and heart perceptions that surpassed the five senses.

He could still clearly sense the alien flesh and blood of the human-shaped snake nest not far away, and sense the awakening power that was rushing towards consciousness to awaken the rift.

But compared to the weak body of his adopted son, Watson's spirit was as tough as steel that had been tempered a thousand times. Even the boiling and screaming power of the snakes could not find any cracks in this piece of steel.

Watson faced the evil purple light that was coming at him, but he slowly lowered his body, bent his waist and knees, and took a half step back with his right leg, posing a standard fighting start.

Then he threw a seemingly swift and light but actually weak straight punch at the female dancer who was more than ten feet away, at the graceful body that was riddled with holes and turned into a hole for the snakes.

Although his punch was extremely fast, there was no sense of power at all. It felt more like an old man practicing health-preserving boxing slowly, or like a stage actor practicing action scenes alone. The action of punching seriously seemed hard and funny.

However, after the first punch was thrown, the evil purple light in front of the fist seemed to be still in mid-air.

A flesh-and-blood snake that had just emerged from the scar on the female dancer's waist and abdomen had just been born into the waking world full of fun.

It couldn't wait to twist its body and dance wildly to thank the queen for the opportunity.

But before it could swing its slippery body that had not yet fully formed, the thumb-thick snake body had already stiffened and was unable to move. A certain extremely dangerous and terrifying premonition came to its heart, as if it would...

Bang--this flesh-and-blood snake that had just arrived in the waking world had exploded!

The power of the explosion did not seem to come from the outside world, but from the bone tentacles that were solidifying in the snake's body!

One after another, sharp forces like sharp blades burst out from the inside of these entangled and twisted bone tentacles, just like a heavy punch embedded with sharp thorns bursting out from the inside of the bone tentacles, until the snake was blasted into a ball of bloody scum!

This sudden punch from the inside not only blasted the half of the flesh and blood snake's body exposed outside the host's body, but also the half of the tail that was deeply embedded in the host's flesh and blood had exploded and shattered, and the open wound was empty like a narrow hole with nothing in it.

Before the host died, the flesh and blood snake, which should have had endless life and unlimited regeneration, was annihilated by this sudden punch from the body, and could not even return to the arms of the Snake Queen!

The flesh and blood snakes in the female dancer's body immediately tensed up their snake bodies. They could all sense that the consciousness of their compatriot disappeared without a trace... like a wisp of soul-disappearing smoke, dissipating in the world.

Not far away, the moth man, who was punching seriously and funny, was still waving his fists at the air in front of him. One after another, the brisk jabs fell on the air like falling on extremely soft cotton, and the punches were so light that they could not even disturb the breeze in the air.

But in the direction opposite to the fist, clusters of blood flowers continued to bloom on the dancer's body!

One after another, the flesh and blood snakes burst, and the unknown fist force emerging from the depths of the bone tentacles not only shattered their unformed bones, destroyed their newly formed slippery snake bodies, but also directly annihilated their spirits at the root! ! !

"Hiss hiss hiss!!!"

The snakes that sensed the danger of eternal death raised their slender necks towards the head of the host, screaming piercing screams!

Then in the next three seconds, they turned into clusters of blood foam, and the splashing blood dyed the graceful body red.

The repeated bursting pain and the wailing screams of the snakes for help seemed to wake up the dancer who was immersed in the desire of enlightenment.

Mary Morstan turned her head sharply and looked at the rude moth man who disturbed the etiquette of opening people's holes.

The pair of eyes that had been deformed like snakes narrowed slightly, and the two blood-purple vertical pupils also seemed to open slightly like an open door.

Deep behind the door, there seemed to be a giant snake with hundreds of key-shaped tentacles slowly standing up, as if ready to pounce!

The seven scars around the cheeks that seemed to have healed but never healed, and the seven fully formed flesh and blood snakes with different colors and shapes derived from them were the last survivors of this nest of snakes.

They twisted their bodies frantically, and the inverted triangle pointed heads with serrated bone spurs between the snake scales looked at the damn moth... No, it was the damn blade man!

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Although Watson's fists could bloom a shocking blood flower on the surface of the female dancer every time he threw a punch, it seemed to have caused very serious injuries, causing those flesh and blood snakes that had not yet fully formed to hiss and scream.

But every time he threw a punch, his fist was attached with the sincere kindness of generous help!

The person he had signed a peace agreement with was the sane and beautiful female dancer Miss Mary Morstan, not the deformed female body with holes all over it and bloody snakes growing on it.

"These deformed blood and flesh snakes growing in Miss Mary's scars are obviously the external manifestations of her loss of control of Qi Xiang, just like deformed cancer cells."

"If you want to cure Miss Mary's Qi Xiang loss of control, you have to use violent means such as chemistry/radiation to remove those stubborn cancer cells, just like treating cancer in the future."

"In the process of violent treatment, some adverse reactions are inevitable... But compared to Miss Mary's loss of flesh and blood, helping her get rid of the control of these Qi snakes is the top priority!"

"I blasted the blood and flesh snakes on Miss Mary's body to relieve her Qi Xiang loss of control... It's just so reasonable!"

If the female dancer, or the evil snakes that were growing wildly in the other's body, heard Watson's inner monologue at this time, I don't know whether they would listen to the sophistry of this blade man and believe this completely unreasonable explanation.

But it is obvious that Watson has deeply believed in this sophistry in his heart, or deceived himself to believe this outrageous and unreasonable explanation.

He really had a heart of truth, goodness and beauty, and he suppressed his feelings of pity and love, punching Miss Mary again and again.

"Miss Mary... Although the injury is on your body, it hurts my heart!!!"

Watson, who was hidden deep in the young man's mind, shed false tears of grief in his consciousness, but the corners of his mouth slowly raised a grin.

The next second, eight blood flowers bloomed on the female dancer's head.