Wu Moumou had just escaped from the corner of the eaves, but his pupils suddenly shrank sharply.

In front of her eyes, a sickle-like weapon rushed toward him. The rapid attack seemed to want to take away her life in one blow.

She could only try her best to gather the little bits of cold light suppressed by the corners of the eaves and form a medium-sized round shield in an attempt to block Suhang's attack.

When Su Hang saw this, he just looked at her calmly, and then quietly retreated out of the alley.

Wu Moumou was still lying on the ground. He could only use his last strength to shoot all the embroidery needles he could control in the direction of Suzhou and Hangzhou, like machine gun fire. Then, he could only watch the cooking

The cooked duck flew away, but there was nothing that could be done.

Her face couldn't help but look a little ferocious, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Huh, if I had known better, I would have directly used the dragon needle to find out where he was hiding! Now, I almost capsized in the gutter!"

The moment she stood up from the ground, she chased in the direction of Su Hang.

But this time, she seemed to be ruthless and vowed to kill Suhang in front of her eyes. All the iron objects passing by along the way seemed to have encountered magnets, and they all poured towards her quickly. During the flight, they began to

Melted and cast into embroidery needles, they followed behind her.

When Su Hang heard the movement behind him, he looked back. He didn't know what was going on in his head. He suddenly stopped and showed a super kind smile to Wu Moumou who was sprinting towards him.

At this time, Wu Moumou and him were only less than a hundred meters apart.

"Hey, Teacher Wu." Su Hang asked Wu Moumou with a concerned tone: "Does it hurt?"

Wu Moumou looked at Su Hang who stopped suddenly, and couldn't help but feel a little strange, but Su Hang's words were like an even greater mockery that penetrated her heart.

The student who originally thought that the battle could be finished in a few minutes was a waste.

As a result, Su Hang is not only still alive, but he also played tricks on her, causing her to get hurt, and spoke to her in such a disrespectful tone.

"Suhang!"

Wu Moumou stood up all the embroidery needles on his body and ran towards Suhang at a faster speed with red eyes.

"I am going to kill you!!!"

Closer, closer, the distance between the two is getting closer and closer.

Su Hang looked at Wu Moumou who had already followed him, and thought to himself: "Come on." He gave her one last look, showed no interest in fighting, turned around, and continued running forward, leading her to pursue him in one direction.

The cold moonlight stretched their shadows very long. And there was a battlefield in front of them that was perfect for them.

There will also be a cemetery that is very suitable for her - the abandoned building of Qifeng Elementary School.

Under the moonlight, it was a deserted place. The playground of Qifeng Primary School was piled with building materials from the construction site, and various facilities were only halfway through construction. Only a teaching building made of steel and iron stood quietly here.

Amidst the desolation, it looks like a white tombstone.

Suddenly, a figure rushed into the door of the teaching building.

Rushing in with him were countless embroidery needles.

Su Hang quickly rolled on the ground several times to avoid half of the embroidery needles. However, his arms and back were not spared from such an intensive attack. Blood flowed out from the needle tips and soaked the clothes underneath him.

floor.

However, Su Hang did not immediately clean up the embroidery needles on his body. Instead, he turned around and continued running upstairs.

Now is the time to race against time. How can there be time to clean the needle tips one by one?

"Su—Su Hang, let me see where you—are running!"

Wu Moumou's face turned blue, his whole body was soaked, and his voice was trembling, making him feel a little out of breath.

When she saw Su Hang running towards the stairs again, she couldn't help but become so angry that her eyes darkened.

The teaching building is in a state of dilapidation. The stairs in front of you are winding upwards, but there are no handrails. Looking from the bottom up, there is an unparalleled feeling of fear. Moreover, it makes people feel that they may fall down if they are not careful.

But now she is also racing against time. If Su Hangrang gets out of her sight, God knows what tricks this little brat will come up with. She just wants to end the battle as soon as possible to avoid any complications.

So he gritted his teeth, supported the wall, and began to climb the stairs in fear. At the same time, he fired embroidery needles at Suhang frantically.

After Su Hang received the needle, she did not fight back. Instead, she kept moving forward, and along the way, many steel bars and rocks fell on Wu Moumou. But how could she not respond at all when she had been hit by falling objects from high altitude before?

She used her embroidery needle to knock away the cement and steel bars midway, and then looked provocatively in the direction of Su Hang. Seeing Su Hang hurriedly resisting her attack, she couldn't help but think to herself: "It seems that this kid is at the end of his rope.

Just catch up with him and you can end him!"

With this idea in mind, Wu chased her all the way to the sixth floor of the teaching building. Behind her, Su Hang's blood was stained on every step.

Until the end, Su Hang stood in the middle of the corridor, turned around and looked at her calmly.

"Let me take a guess, okay, Teacher Wu?" He said with a playful look in his eyes: "The ability of your sacrificial weapon is to condense iron into needles, right?"

At this time, Wu Moumou held his knees with both hands and looked at him breathlessly. Hearing this sentence, his eyes couldn't help but froze, and then he smiled and said: "Not bad! But, what if you know the ability of my sacrificial weapon?"

So, Suhang, you are dead today!"

“But it’s not always possible to turn iron into a needle, right?”

Su Hang paused for a moment, and then continued his analysis, "And, according to my preliminary observation, the number of needles you can control within a period of time is fixed, right? If you launch them all, there is no way to recover them immediately.

Then the iron products you touch along the way will be attracted to you, and after melting, they will turn into iron needles until the number is replenished, right?"

Wu Moumou looked at him coldly for a while and suddenly laughed again.

Then, all the embroidery needles on her body were pressed down, and the needle points were pointed at Su Hang.

"Your guess is correct, but so what?" Wu Moumou looked at Su Hang with extremely pitiful eyes, and said coldly: "Is it possible that knowing this, you can turn defeat into victory? Save it, you

Now your life is in my hands. If I want you to die early, I will die early; if I want you to die late, I will die late!"

"I won't die." Su Hang said with a smile, which seemed to contain endless ridicule, "The one who survives must be me!"

After saying that, he lowered his body, put the sickle across his heart, and then ran towards Wu Moumou!

Wu Moumou originally wanted to deal with those few elementary school students, watching him beg him for mercy in front of death, and then eat away at his life bit by bit, making him cry and admit his mistakes.

But now when she saw the other party's cold eyes, she felt a little throbbing in her heart and shouted: "Then let's see who wins, Su Hang!"

Then, countless long needles shot out, like a sudden rainstorm of pear blossoms.

Su Hang snorted and hurriedly used his sickle to protect his vital parts, but his body was still full of embroidery needles. He was knocked out and disappeared at the end of the corridor.
Chapter completed!