Doomsday Great Rebels

Chapter 153 Death
Xia Mo lay quietly on the bed, and on the floor lay a dozen or so people who had been severely injured by Hong Xiong and lost their ability to move.

These people groaned in pain on the floor, but Xia Mo didn't take it seriously.

"Maybe in a short time, I will suffer the same fate as them." Xia Mo thought to himself.

"Xia Mo, what are you thinking?" Hong Xiong asked.

"Hong Xiong, I'm wondering what will happen to us." Xia Mo said.

"Call me Brother Xiong, I'm dying, and I don't want to call him a nice word." Hong Xiong said angrily.

"Yes, Brother Xiong." Xia Mo said.

"Hey, that's right, remember, call me Brother Xiong." Hong Xiong said.

"Brother Xiong, do you miss Younger Sister Yang?" Xia Mo said suddenly.

"I think so, but maybe I'll never see her again, fate is over." Hong Xiong said, sighing.

"Perhaps, things have turned around." Xia Mo said.

"What's the turning point? In this detention center, you may die if you don't cause trouble, let alone we caused such a huge incident." Hong Xiong said in a low voice.

"I understand, Brother Xiong." Xia Mo said.

"Xia Mo, do you have a woman thinking about you?" Hong Xiong said.

"Yes, her name is Dong Wanqiu." Xia Mo said.

"Oh, then you are quite happy." Hong Xiong said.

"Just like Yang Xiaomei is to you, she is also very good to me." Xia Mo said, unable to help but fall into the memories.

"Brother Xiong, how did you and Miss Yang meet?" Xia Mo asked.

"This is a long story. In fact, I am five years older than Yang Xiaomei. When I was young, I was the king of children, and Yang Xiaomei's brothers were my followers." Hong Xiong laughed, and seemed to be in a sweet mood. In the memory, he continued: "And Yang Xiaomei often follows me with a runny nose."

"At that time, Yang Xiaomei was thin and small, and always followed me, asking this and that." Brother Xiong continued to say with a happy face.

"And my temper has been bad since I was a child, and Yang Xiaomei always pulled the corner of my clothes and asked me to play with her. Sometimes I get impatient, so I bear her and lose my temper with her. At this time, she She always starts to cry, but when I see her crying, I feel at a loss and don't know what to do." Brother Xiong said, still with a happy expression on his face.

"Later, when I grew up, the little girl grew more and more beautiful, and there were many men around him. I suddenly found that I had a place for this little girl in my heart, so I fell in love with her." Xiong Brother said, laughing happily.

"As for the little girl, sometimes she has to go to nightclubs to accompany her for drinks in order to survive, but I am very worried that bad men will bully her. Once a man misbehaves her, I will go up and teach those who misbehaved her People." Brother Xiong said, and smiled again.

"You two have a good relationship?" Xia Mo asked, taking another sip of wine.

"Of course, if we weren't very poor, we would have gotten married long ago. Because we couldn't even get together the money for the wedding." Brother Xiong said, showing a sad expression.

"It seems that a hero is really saddened by beauty." Xia Mo smiled and took another sip of wine.

"How does your woman treat you?" Brother Xiong asked.

"Life and death depend on each other." Xia Mo replied.

"Okay, Xia Mo, we are talking more and more happily. When we leave this place, I must buy you a drink and get drunk for three days and three nights." Brother Xiong said with a smile.

"Okay, I've drank the wine and eaten the meat, and the gang of turtles should come too." Brother Xiong said, laughing loudly.

At this moment, suddenly, there was a loud noise.

"Brother Xiong, people are coming." Xia Mo shouted in a low voice.

"Go, get out." Hong Xiong shouted.

The two left the cell door one after the other, and came to the corridor, where there were more than a dozen people standing.

These people were actually wearing the uniforms of the tax police brigade.

"It's the tax police, what are they doing here?" Xia Mo's heart sank.

"Miao Ziqiang, this is the one who beat you to serious injuries, and it doesn't look like much." A rude male voice said.

Xia Mo looked at the people coming and going, her heart beat violently.

I saw that this person was actually the person Xia Mo engraved in his heart.

"Hou Si, we finally meet again." Xia Mo thought in his heart, clenched his fists, and his nails dug into his flesh.

"Xia Mo, do you know him?" Hong Xiong asked after noticing Xia Mo's abnormality.

"He is the Thirteenth Taibao of the Tax Police Thirteenth Taibao—"Blood River Hand" Hou Si." Xia Mo said

"Exactly." Hou Siyin said tentatively, "I don't know what advice I can give you?"

"You know me?" Hou Si said.

"I'm from Qingyun Town." Xia Mo said coldly.

"No wonder I think you are a bit familiar, so you are a bastard from Qingyun Town." A sharp light flashed in Hou Si's eyes, as if he wanted to choose someone to devour.

"Is your arm healed?" Xia Mo continued to ask and smiled.

Hou Si rolled up the sleeve of his right hand, and a mechanical arm suddenly appeared in front of Xia Mo.

This mechanical arm is made of silver-white alloy. The mechanical device is covered with inlaid rune stones. This mechanical arm is extremely exquisite in workmanship. Lightning flashes from time to time, illuminating Hou Si's ferocious face. .

At this moment, Hou Si suddenly raised the mechanical arm quickly, and saw a flash of light, and a laser shot at Xia Mo.

Xia Mo teleported and avoided the laser, but the laser still left a bloodstain on his shoulder.

"I have nothing to do with this kind of method." Xia Mo shouted, the seventh form of the Dragon Lightning Fist - Dragon Fire, hit the ground, and in an instant, the current spread on the ground at the speed of light, and then burned on the current On fire, hit Hou Si.

Hou Si was ignited immediately, and the current made Hou Si tremble, and Hou Si was about to die.

At this moment, the electric light on the mechanical arm suddenly flickered continuously, absorbing the current and flame into the mechanical arm.

Suddenly, electric current and flames reflected from the mechanical arm, attacking Xia Mo.

"This mechanical arm reflects the dragon fire." Xia Mo was startled, and quickly teleported to avoid the reflected dragon fire.

"What are you doing in a daze, let's go together." The mouse sternly shouted.

The tax police officers drew out their batons and rushed towards Xia Mo.

At this moment, Hong Xiong rushed forward and blocked Xia Mo, only to see his heavy legs repeatedly, the sound of fractures sounded, and a dozen tax police officers were seriously injured and fell to the ground in an instant.

"Hong Xiong, it seems that you really don't want your life, even the tax police dare to beat you." Mouse shouted forcefully.

"Brother Xiong wants to kill you today." Hong Xiong stood up straight, his joints were cracking, and his muscles were clearly defined.

Murderous look flashed in Mouse Qiang's eyes, and with a wave of his hand, a silver light shot towards the center of Hong Xiong's eyebrows. Hong Xiong moved slightly to avoid the silver needle.

"Mouse Qiang, you are at the end of your rope." Hong Xiong said with a chuckle.

At this moment, a bolt of lightning struck Hong Xiong's head.

Hong Xiong groaned, trembling all over, his body was on the verge of falling.

"Miao Ziqiang can't do anything to you, so what about me?" Hou Siyin's voice sounded in the corridor: "Miao Ziqiang, let us deal with this kid together."

"Boy, you're going to die today." Mouse laughed sharply.

"Really, that's not necessarily the case." Xia Mo smiled and said.

(End of this chapter)