The Divine Power of Comprehensive Comics

Some skin-colored pieces splashed out. The frame of the glasses was broken and bounced far away.

The guard looked blankly at the girl who was hit.

Shirley frowned slightly when she saw her target suddenly running out and destroying herself in such an unexpected way.

At this moment, Feng Zhan's body drew a large arc and fell backwards.

Like an unresponsive doll, you can even hear the sound of her facial tissue being destroyed.

Something resembling the surface of a skull, with some long hair scattered on the floor.

The bullet seemed to have hit the right side of her face, completely destroying the shape of her skull and causing the shattered spectacle frames to fall to the ground.

The torn off part of the ear still remains at the end of the frame.

That wound was beyond the guard's common sense, although it was indeed a huge wound that caused half of his head to disappear.

However, the wound was empty.

No meat, no bones, no brains, nothing.

Not a drop of blood flowed from Feng Zhan Binghua's wound.

It looks like a dummy made of paper, or a 3D doll made of polygons.

The human skin that looks delicate and lifelike on the surface, looks like a thin layer of lavender plastic from the inside of the hollow.

In the center of the head with a big hole, there is a small magnet-like thing suspended.

A triangular pillar with skin color, the base is an equilateral triangle with a side less than two centimeters long, and the height is less than five centimeters.

The small triangular pillar remains in a fixed position and rotates continuously.

The sides of the triangular pillar are lined with many rectangular objects one millimeter long and two millimeters wide.

Just like an ultra-small piano keyboard, as if invisible fingers are playing, the rectangular keys on the side of the triangular pillar are constantly moving forward and backward.

"what is that……"

The guard has doubted his life twice today.

Then, one of the flying bullets hit him dramatically.

Feng Zhan fell to the ground and let out a small cry of pain.

Perhaps because he regained consciousness, the triangular pillar in the center of his head began to rotate faster, and the keys on the side also struck faster and faster, just like the firing pin of a sewing machine.

This is not a reaction between the triangular pillar and Feng Zhan's movements, but Feng Zhan's behavior and expressions in combination with the triangular pillar's movements.

Even Shirley forgot to launch an attack and stared blankly at the phenomenon in front of her.

The keys on the side of the triangular pillar were struck continuously, sounding like a torrential rain.

The triangular prism, like the wheel on a computer trackball, begins to spin rapidly.

I don’t know what kind of transformation process these movements went through, causing the girl with the big hole in her face to gradually raise her head.

Feng Zhan, who had only one eye left, looked at Xia Qing blankly.

It was like I had just woken up, and I couldn't even see the slightest pain.

She slowly sat up on the ground.

"Huh...? Glasses...where are my glasses...?"

She reached out and touched the place where her glasses were originally on her face, and seemed to notice something was wrong.

First, if it touches scalding hot water, your fingers quickly retract.

Then, he gingerly moved his fingers to his face.

Chapter 114: Feng Zhan Binghua’s original body (4/5)

"How is this going?"

Her fingers slowly traced the edges of the opening.

"no no……"

Her eyes looked at the glass window of the cafe next to her.

Perhaps because he saw the face reflected in the glass, the color on the face gradually lost color.

The only eyeball kept shaking, showing inner anxiety and uneasiness.

"No...what is this? No...!"

Feng Zhan, who could no longer suppress his emotions, shook his hair and screamed.

Feng Zhan seemed to have lost his sense of balance and stood up unsteadily, as if turning around and running away to get away from himself in the mirror.

Perhaps because her thoughts were too confused, she actually ran towards the huge stone statue, Alice.

Seeing this, Shirley came to her senses, raised her crayon and drew horizontally.

"Hey! Feng Zhan!"

Xia Qing wanted to stop her, but the girl's speed flashed before Xia Qing's eyes like transmitted data.

As if chasing away flying insects, the stone statue's fist swung out, hitting Feng Zhan's wrist and abdomen.

Feng Zhan, who was originally running forward, flew sideways, without landing at all. He flew nearly three meters away, and his fragile body hit the pillar hard.

Then, it bounced like a ping-pong ball and landed behind Alice, at Shirley's feet.

A closer look revealed that Feng Zhan, who had received a blow from the back of Alice's fist, had his left arm torn off, and his abdomen was completely deformed like a candy box that had been stepped on.

"ah……"

Even so, Feng Zhan Binghua's body was still moving.

"Ah...ah...ah...ah...ahhhhhh-!!"

The high-pitched scream that erupted from the almost completely destroyed slender flesh surprised Shirley as well.

She turned her attention to Feng Zhan for the first time and raised the oil crayon.

However, Feng Zhan turned a blind eye to Shirley.