Xie Chen ran over quickly, fearing that the head of the paper man lying on the ground would change. In this case, it was best not to give it time to breathe, and he could solve it quickly.
Fortunately, the paper man's head did not emit too much black liquid. This time was too short, and it could not cause much trouble.
Xie Chen calmed down, picked up the smaller stone next to him, and prepared to continue throwing it at the paper man.
But this time, he threw it astray, and the thrown stone had no way of hitting the paper man's head.
Xie Chen gritted his teeth and was about to pursue the victory, but this thing rolled towards him, which seemed to mean that both fish and jade would be destroyed.
Xie Chen immediately turned sideways to avoid it, and then prepared to kick it up, but when he was about to fall, he still stretched out his feet.
After all, there is black liquid coming out of this thing. If you step on it, your fist will probably stand under your feet.
I don’t know what kind of impact it will have on me, but it’s definitely not good.
It is necessary to destroy it, but if this kind of extraneous thing does not threaten your own life, there is really no need to do so.
Xie Chen was very fast and avoided the attack on the paper man's head, but he also slightly noticed something was wrong.
This thing's eye sockets were broken, and it obviously appeared after breaking free from the wire, but now it is still able to fight with itself, and it even seems to be getting faster and faster. This is not a good sign.
I don't want to be stuck with this thing for so long. The longer it goes on, the easier it is for unexpected accidents to occur.
Having no other choice, Xie Chen struggled to pick up the bamboo pole next to him, and then smashed it towards the broken head.
But it nimbly dodged it, and while he continued to swing to the side, he still couldn't hit his head, and just rubbed it against the broken chest of his lower body.
It didn't cause any real blow to the head at all.
At most, it will only slow down its speed a little bit.
Xie Chen gritted his teeth. The price of holding the bamboo pole was also very high. After all, while swinging it vigorously, it also consumed a lot of his own physical strength.
This is tantamount to adding a lot of burden to oneself.
Xie Chen rushed forward with all his strength, using his body to get closer to his head and shortening the length of the bamboo pole.
After all, the unused length at the back can be left aside for a while, as long as the length at the front can still reach the head.
But what he was most worried about still appeared, even though the black liquid secreted by his head was not much, and he didn't even have time to save a pool of black liquid to soak himself in again.
But as the drops slipped from the eye sockets, the head was actually controlled from falling to the ground, and was instead absorbed by the paper scraps around the head.
All the black liquid is like a water curtain, surrounding the head, which can be regarded as completely immersing the head in it.
The scattered wreckage, and even the scraps of paper around the bamboo poles, began to move towards him quickly.
Because the number was too dense, and he was still holding the bamboo poles in his hand, which consumed part of his physical strength, even if he wanted to avoid this scene, he would be a little helpless.
Xie Chen decisively took off the bamboo pole he was holding in his hand. As expected, the bamboo pole had a strong restraint effect on the paper man.
But the size of the paper man is too small, and there is only a small part that can be hit, which is tantamount to forcing someone to do something difficult.
The wind around him was blowing louder and stronger than before, but Xie Chen was sweating all over his body.
From the flying scraps of paper, I saw the threat of death, and the goosebumps all over my body made me very uncomfortable.
It seems that in the next second, these scraps of paper will directly cut themselves into pieces of flesh. The fear of death is something engraved in everyone's bones.
After Xie Chen dropped the bamboo pole, he subconsciously wanted to turn around and run away.
But at this time, he didn't know where to escape. After turning around, he was stunned and stood there blankly, as if he was waiting to die.
But in fact, although the surrounding open space is empty, there is no place to hide. There are too many pieces of paper, just like the fallen leaves of a dead tree that no one has cleaned.
After Xie Chen found the right direction, he tried his best to run to the side. After all, there would be slightly less paper scraps in this direction.
Maybe it was a little slow, but after the paper head stopped rolling on the ground, its mouth opened and closed slightly, and then the paper scraps immediately rolled up a white storm and swept towards him.
Xie Chen was already a little sluggish anyway, and the fear of death enveloped his heart, as if it was about to engulf him.
Xie Chen tried his best to move back, but the piece of paper still hit his arm. There was a tearing sensation in the wound, and then blood flowed out from the wound.
I never thought that death would be so close to me. Even in the previous copy, the rules went back and forth to create fear for me, and I never directly took my life while awake like now.
Xie Chen turned around and gritted his teeth. He had already reached the end of this direction. If he went further, he would see a short wall full of incomplete walls, and behind him there would be trees taller than a person.
Even though he was so disgusting, he still had no way to survive.
A large amount of paper scraps stopped in mid-air. It was probably beyond the control of this head, but it basically covered nearly 70% of the open space.
There is no way to exploit this flaw on your own.
A piece of paper can easily tear one's flesh to pieces just by flying by. It is simply nonsense to use the remaining 30% of the space to compete with the confetti in the sky.
Xie Chen gasped and covered his bleeding arm with his hand, which had a minimal effect on stopping the bleeding.
The remains of the paper man's head slowly moved towards this side, and the scraps of paper began to gradually gather into a huge palm under the rotating black water curtain.
Xie Chen couldn't help but swallowed as he looked at the flying scraps of paper.
The huge palms that gradually gathered did not slap him, but slapped him hard.
A strong and violent wind blew him away.
He even hit the broken old wall behind him.
Xiechen groaned and felt a burning pain in his back, and even the bones in his body were about to fall apart.
But it's not over yet.
This thing didn't want to give himself a chance to breathe at all, and then raised his palm and patted the ground again.
The air waves aroused can even lift oneself up, and the whole person must be at least four or five centimeters above the ground.
After falling back to the ground, Xiechen covered his chest and noticed something falling out of his body.
The pocket watch slipped out of his pocket, and Xie Chen quickly reached out to take it back.
But when the palm of his hand that was still in the air saw that he had moved, he was obviously not happy. He suddenly turned it over again and pressed it down towards him again.
This time I even wanted to hit myself with a fist.
This time it would be okay if he missed, but if he hit, he would be fucked to pieces.
Although they are just scraps of paper, these things are obviously more than a little disgusting under the influence of the remains of the paper man's head.
Just as the scraps of paper fell, they suddenly froze in mid-air.
Xie Chen gritted his teeth and looked at the fist in front of him, his heart in his throat.
Fortunately, the result was satisfactory. The thing stopped in mid-air, and even the remains of the white paper man's head in the distance became completely silent.
For myself, this is nothing short of excellent news.
It turned out that through the remaining memory images in my brain, I had also seen scenes where the effect of using a pocket watch was lost.
Xie Chen was lying on the ground holding the pocket watch. He looked at the pocket watch in his hand in disbelief. He couldn't believe that this thing was working again.
In this way, I felt much more relaxed.
Xie Chen looked ahead and stretched.
"Ten minutes, plenty of time!"
