Chapter 434

The third and second floor were the exclusive clothing area. Many clothes were lined up in rows, and at the same time, there were mannequins standing there.

Usually, it wouldn't be a big deal if there were people coming and going. However, when the entire area was empty, seeing these mannequins in clothes would give people goosebumps.

Su Bai knew that he was in trouble this time. He had left the scope of the plot. This was almost as unbelievable as a fireman forgetting to turn off the gas in his house.

"Cha …"

Behind Su Bai, a mannequin in a red suit suddenly trembled. Then, his hand directly flashed towards Su Bai who was leaning against him.

"Pu!"

Su Bai felt a sudden twitch in his back. He was sent flying and fell to the ground.

The mannequin slowly walked down. His hand was empty, but as the victim, Su Bai knew that he was slashed in the back by a knife. If it wasn't for the warning that rose in Su Bai's heart at the last moment, which made him subconsciously move forward a little, he might have been slashed in half.

Therefore, although the mannequin didn't have anything in his hand, an invisible knife was already in his hand.

The injury on his back was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Although the pain was still there, Su Bai slowly stood up. This was one of the advantages of the Blood Clan. As a possessor of a mutated Blood Clan bloodline who mainly fought in close combat, Su Bai pushed the self-recovery ability of the Blood Clan to the extreme. After all, he didn't know anything about Blood Clan magic.

The mannequin didn't give Su Bai too much time to rest. In the next moment, he immediately rushed over and waved his hand like before.

Su Bai's fingernails grew out and exuded a cold aura. The state of the Blood Clan and the state of the zombie had reached a kind of fusion at this time. After all, the Hellfire shotgun was not allowed to be brought in by the terrorist broadcast. Su Bai also didn't have a suitable weapon. He couldn't just casually use a drying rod to fight the enemy, right? If he did, he would probably die miserably.

Su Bai dodged, and the position where he was previously standing caved in. It was obvious that he was forcefully slashed down by the knife. Then, the mannequin swept its hand, and Su Bai's sharp fingers grabbed it.

"Crash …"

A series of crisp sounds were heard, setting off a series of sparks. After a stalemate, Su Bai 'fingers grabbed the opponent's invisible knife in such a way.

The mannequin retreated and prepared to pull out the knife. Su Bai took a step forward and threw the knife forward, trying to use this method to forcefully close the distance between himself and the mannequin, and then launch a close-range attack.

However, when Su Bai exerted his strength, the knife that was originally within his reach suddenly disappeared. The knife seemed to have completely disappeared, and Su Bai grabbed nothing. Naturally, the mannequin wasn't brought over. Instead, it was Su Bai who threw himself towards the mannequin.

The mannequin's other hand swung down, and Su Bai's body exploded at this moment, turning into a mist of blood. The mannequin's invisible knife slashed down on the mist of blood, and the mist quickly retreated and reformed eight meters away. A scar was cut from Su Bai's chest all the way to his abdomen, and blood was gurgling out.

After all, the Blood Mist state didn't ignore physical attacks, but it could reduce the damage of attacks to the greatest extent possible.

"Damn, the knife can be switched at will. This skill is too overpowered."

Su Bai reached out and touched his chest, then put his finger on the tip of his tongue and licked it. A bloody taste filled his mouth, making Su Bai even more excited.

The mannequin rushed over again. To be honest, the mannequin's speed wasn't very fast, but when fighting with it, its every move seemed to have a sense of nature. It was as if he was fighting with an ancient martial arts master. Every move and every style was so natural, and a very simple knife could often achieve the greatest effect. Even if Su Bai had the advantage in speed, he was still suppressed by the mannequin.

This time, Su Bai dealt with the mannequin for a longer time, and Su Bai didn't take the initiative to attack. The knife really gave Su Bai a headache. Not only could it not be seen or touched, but it could also disappear and reappear at will. It was really hard to guard against.

"Boom!"

The mannequin took a step forward, raised both of its hands, and slashed with the knife!

Su Bai took a step back to the left, but the mannequin's waist twisted in an extremely exaggerated way, and the slash turned into a slash at the waist. This change was unexpected for Su Bai. At this moment, he could only support himself with both hands, and his ten fingernails wrapped in the chill of the zombies took the initiative to attack.

"Bang bang bang …"

A series of explosions came, and Su Bai's whole body was swept away by the wave of the knife, knocking over many clothes racks. He raised both of his hands, which were already dripping with blood, and his fingernails were flipped over.

Obviously, facing such a situation with hard nails was too much of a disadvantage. Su Bai once again complained in his heart about the stinginess of this terrifying broadcast. If he had the Hellfire shotgun with him this time, he wouldn't have ended up in such a sorry state. At the very least, the hardness of the Hellfire shotgun was trustworthy, and Su Bai could totally use it as a wooden club to smash.

The mannequin raised its hand, faced Su Bai, and continued to walk slowly.

"F * ck …"

Su Bai cursed, because it was obvious that this mannequin wouldn't stop until he was dead. On the upper floor, the group of listeners seemed to be completely oblivious to the situation below, and continued to search for the card. Some of them seemed to have not woken up from the illusion and were drowsy.

Therefore, at this time, in this place, only the unlucky Su Bai was left.

In fact, if Su Bai wasn't so eager to break the illusion, he might not have unknowingly rushed down the stairs to the next floor, which was the most depressing point.

The mannequin attacked again, and Su Bai supported himself with both hands on the ground. New fingernails were growing out, and one could imagine the pain, but Su Bai still gritted his teeth, and after the fingernails grew out, he threw himself out.

The mannequin squatted down, raised the knife, and stabbed diagonally.

"Pu …"

The invisible knife directly pierced through the right side of Su Bai's chest. At this moment, Su Bai was like a squid sent to the chopping board, skewered on a toothpick, waiting to be dipped into the pot.

However, Su Bai's ruthlessness was displayed at this moment. A real ruthless person didn't lie in how ruthless he was to others, but how ruthless he was to himself.

"Ahhhhh!!!!!"

Su Bai let out a long howl, grabbed the invisible knife with one hand, and took the initiative to send himself down.

"Pu …"

This was equivalent to Su Bai's body voluntarily moving forward, letting the invisible knife continue to penetrate his body. In this self-mutilating way, Su Bai finally succeeded in closing the distance between himself and the mannequin for the first time.

"Pa!"

Su Bai's right palm slapped on the mannequin's face.

To be honest, this was considered a fatal blow by Su Bai. It could even be said that he was a little angry, because compared to the damage brought to him by the mannequin, the damage caused by Su Bai's palm was really nothing.

However, sometimes there were many things that happened unintentionally. The body structure of the mannequin was really different from that of Su Bai. Su Bai was a hybrid of the blood clan and the zombie bloodline, a mutant, while the mannequin was, after all, not a real person. Thinking about it from another perspective, since the broadcast of terror had given him such a bug-like knife and an ability that was not inferior to a real Ancient Martial Arts Master, it was naturally impossible to give the mannequin a body as strong as the audience. Otherwise, the audience would really have no way out.

Su Bai's nails pierced into the mannequin's head, and cracks appeared on the mannequin's head. These cracks began to spread continuously, gradually spreading to the mannequin's whole body. Then, the mannequin began to shatter.

"Plop …"

Su Bai fell to the ground, and the ground beside him was filled with plastic fragments.

His face was pale, and his body was weak. Even his breathing became intermittent. Killing this mannequin required a lot of luck, but in the end, Su Bai still won.

Even though he was weak now, Su Bai still struggled to get up, and his hands kept touching the ground.

"Where's the knife, the knife, the knife …"

The invisible knife left a deep impression on Su Bai. If he could get it and use it as a trophy, everything would be worth it. However, he couldn't find it now. Finally, Su Bai was discouraged.

"Damn, so stingy."

On the ground, there was only a red suit.

"Cough, cough, cough …" Because of the continuous heavy injuries, Su Bai's recovery ability began to weaken. The injuries on the surface of his body had healed, but the internal injuries still needed some time to heal. Moreover, wool comes from the sheep's back. This kind of injury recovery actually consumed Su Bai's own strength.

Picking up the red suit, Su Bai remembered that he had exchanged a black trench coat with Fatso in the past. It could increase his speed, but later, as his strength increased and he could transform into blood mist, the black trench coat became a burden. In fact, many things that Su Bai had obtained in the past were now useless to Su Bai.

Looking up, the people on the upper floor were still looking for cards. Su Bai prepared to get up and go up first.

Dragging his tired body slowly to the elevator, when passing by a boutique shop, Su Bai's eyes could not help but be attracted by a dark black trench coat placed at the door. Every stitch of this trench coat seemed to scratch Su Bai's itch. It was definitely the world's top design level.

However, with the mentality that it was better to avoid trouble, Su Bai still walked straight over without stopping at all. When Su Bai's foot had just stepped on the steps of the elevator …

The trench coat quietly floated up from the hanger and slowly landed on a smooth mannequin.

For a moment …

This mannequin rippled with a layer of death aura, as if an Asura from Hell had opened his eyes …