Deceitful Game

Chapter 227 The Death of Mingpo

Chapter 227 The Death of Mingpo (Third Update)

When Shen Yiqi's power spread to the pirate, the pirate's entire body was enveloped in a bright, azure electric light.

Mingpo's figure blurred for a moment, and then he rushed forward!

The pirates holding the bomb were immediately terrified.

This is----

—What happened??

He could see it clearly: Mingpo's knife was stuck in Shen Yiqi's chest!

It wasn't some kind of magic dagger, and the blood was real. The knife had truly pierced his chest, so why was he still alive?

No, rather—

If Mingpo wanted to kill him, why did he also try to kill himself?!

The pirate's mind was in complete chaos.

But his instincts prevented him from sitting idly by and waiting to die.

He instinctively reached for his gun in the shadows.

But the moment his gun appeared in his hand, it was detonated by the electric grid wrapped around his body. Caught off guard by the sudden explosion, his right hand was blasted into a fracture!

Mingpa's sprint speed is extremely slow.

The effects of blood loss on him are still deepening.

But the ghostly figure that rushed over only instilled fear in the pirates.

He took two steps back, a fierce feeling rising in his heart.

—Do they all want to kill me?

Then none of us will have an easy time!

The pirate put his hands behind his back.

The instant Mingper rushed to his side, a grenade suddenly appeared in the pirate's left hand, which was tucked into his pocket.

His left hand was hidden in his pocket, so Mingpo couldn't see it immediately.

Shen Yiqi's power was immediately guided to detonate them, but it didn't matter.

The pirate grinned cruelly, then suddenly swung his left arm, about to throw the grenade!

Although he would most likely die at this distance anyway—he could at least drag one person down with him!

Moreover, this was an offensive grenade with a relatively small kill radius. He was confident in his extremely fast grenade-throwing speed. With a bit of luck, he might even be able to kill Mingpo instantly while remaining unharmed!

But at that moment, Mingpo's sprinting figure suddenly stopped.

They stopped moving about ten meters away from the pirates.

But the pirates would never have noticed—

From the moment he "wanted to die together with others," a halo of dim yellow light appeared around the outer edge of his pupils.

Despite the fact that his stance, which resembled that of a baseball thrower, was so standard.

However----

But no grenades flew out.

————What's going on?

The pirate's ferocious smile froze.

Mingpu's dim yellow pupils stared at him.

--boom!

The next moment, the pirate's body suddenly exploded!

"As expected, this way we can bypass the defense mechanisms—"

Mingpo nodded thoughtfully and covered her eyes with her hands.

When he was controlling the contractors of the Black Flame, Mingpo discovered that he couldn't directly use hypnosis to make people commit suicide. This was because the human survival instinct would resist such a command, and might even cause them to break free of Mingpo's control.

So this time, Mingpo only did two things.

The first thing he did was to ignite the pirate's anger, making him naturally think of "mutual destruction," which led him to pull out a grenade.

The second thing was to deceive his senses, making him believe that he was still holding a grenade in his left hand.

In reality, his grenade had already fallen into his shirt pocket.

Because the pirate himself was unaware of this, his survival instinct was not triggered!

Even so, Mingpo's body was still pierced by several pieces of shrapnel.

It could be fragments of a grenade, or it could be shattered bone.

"Brother Xiaoming!"

Shi Yue panicked and tried to run over.

But she didn't understand what was going on with Shen Yiqi, who had "come back to life," so she had to go around him and run to Mingpo's side.

"Stretch out your hand."

Mingpo, with her back to her, spoke calmly.

Shi Yue subconsciously reached out her hand, and Ming Po placed something warm and wet in her hand.

When Shi Yue saw them, he was so frightened that he almost dropped them on the ground—those were Ming Po's eyes!

Don't be too surprised.

Despite gouging out her own eyes, Mingpo's tone remained calm and gentle: "I can hardly feel pain anymore."

"You probably don't know, but I'm about to die. Old Shen knows, you can ask him later."

"As for Lao Shen? Since he's willing to help, I'm willing to give him a chance. Whether you're willing to give him a chance or not is your business—after all, we're on the same team now, and our relationship is equal."

As Mingpo spoke, her left hand began to move in and out of the cracks.

Like shattered porcelain, or like glass exploding in summer.

Shi Yue turned around to look at Shen Yiqi in a panic.

Shen Yiqi almost wriggled as he slowly sat up.

He was clearly still alive. It's just that he was breathing less and less.

His chest was still completely pierced by the sharp blade, and blood kept flowing out.

That was indeed real harm.

"I deliberately avoided his vital points, so he might not die anytime soon. I don't have much time left, and this is the only way to break the deadlock."

Mingpo spoke slowly, the cracking sound growing louder and clearer: "But with injuries like this, he obviously can't move around easily."

"That spider had two pairs of eyeballs inside. Adding mine and Lao Shen's, it makes a perfect set."

"Go straight to the entrance and wait for the door to open. As soon as it opens, go out and catch the spider."

"As for what happens next—whether you choose to make a copy of the keepsake or simply leave, that's entirely up to you."

I said, we are a team—we are friends, we are equals.

"If Lao Shen doesn't make it back in the end, that's his retribution. After all, he wanted to betray me, and he needs to pay the price; but he repented and was willing to risk his life to trust me, so I gave him a chance."

Mingpo turned around and stared at Shen Yiqi with her bloodshot, eyeless eyes.

Cracks gradually spread to his face, and streams of blood gushed out like a fountain.

"I still think of you as a naive, willful, and arrogant madman. But I don't really dislike naive and crazy people, so I've decided to give you a chance. After all, it's better for you to live than for that guy to live."

"You said you have a dream. You'd better stick with it to the end."

"Otherwise—I'll crawl out of my grave and tear it to shreds again."

After he finished speaking, he fell silent.

Mingpo remained in that position, staring at Shen Yiqi with her blood-soaked body.

Shen Yiqi's pupils trembled.

This scene was etched deeply into his heart like a nightmare.

Severely injured and in a daze, he even felt as if he had already died and fallen into hell.

Otherwise, how could he have seen such a scene?

A good ten seconds passed, and Shi Yue still hadn't heard Ming Po's next words, nor had she seen Ming Po collapse, her body shattered.

Realizing something, Shi Yue trembled as she stepped forward, only to find that Ming Po had died sometime earlier.

Even at the very end of his life, despite his body being covered in cracks, Mingbo's back remained perfectly straight.

He died, yet he still seemed to be alive.

Like a terrifying demon.

It also resembles a broken idol.

Book One, "The Boy Who Cried Wolf," is finished.

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