I Have Yet to Become a Doll Today Chapter 43 – This Life Is Half Yours

Chapter 43: Chapter 43 This Life Is Half Yours

The starting gun is a one-time item. If she had used it, the gun wouldn’t be intact in her hand now.

Anger flashed in Shen Mo’s dark eyes, and he cast a gloomy glance to the side.

Zhang Hua was the one who fired the shot.

It was impossible to deal with Zhang Hua at this time, so Shen MO flew into a rage, tightened his grip on his knife, and spun around to handle the frog instead!

Just as he turned around, he saw Tan Xiao screaming as he ran past, just brushing past him!

“Get inside the shell!” Shen MO shouted at him.

“Holy fuck, I can’t control myself!” Tan Xiao cursed, in heart-wrenching pain, “Damn it, my legs are running by themselves! What kind of crap magic is this?!

My legs are going nuts! I’m going to die! I’m going to die!!! – -”

The frog’s long tongue shot out like lightning, beyond even Shen Mo ts ability to save him!

Just as the tongue was about to ensnare Tan Xiao, he stumbled and fell into the mud with a splash!

The frog’s tongue scooped up a mouthful of stinky mud.

Disliking the taste, the frog clicked its mouth, about to spit out its tongue, but suddenly felt a sharp pain! A small man was stabbing a knife into its body, slowly climbing up blade by blade!

The pain made the frog jump up, its croaking resonating loudly!

However, the man on its back was incredibly agile. The frog’s desperate thrashing didn’t manage to shake him off, instead giving him the opportunity to climb up to its head, with the knife trapped between its two large eyes.

The frog seemed to sense danger, shaking its head and croaking before its webbed feet started digging into the mud!

However, Shen MO was faster, pulling out his knife and viciously stabbing it into one of the frog’s eyes! He then continued to rapidly stab several times, causing the frog to roll around in pain, knocking over several snails!

Shen MO showed no mercy, each stab crueler than the last! The frog’s eye was almost gouged through by him!

“Croak! — ”

The frog howled in agony, its entire head burying into the mud and desperately digging in!

Obviously, Shen MO couldn’t follow it down. He quickly loosened his grip, jumped onto the shell of a nearby snail, pulled out his knife and smoothly slid into the water, firmly standing within.

The frog had escaped.

Tan Xiao looked at Shen MO, his eyes now filled with more than admiration…but horror!

My God, he made such a large monster roll around in pain, with just a small folding fruit knife? Where on earth did this master come from?!

Scary indeed!

After gasping in amazement for a bit, Tan Xiao realized that the mud under his feet was bubbling.

He quickly came to his senses, bent down, grabbed the person in the mud, and pulled him up forcefully!

Chang Weicai, fully covered in mud, was lifted up. His mouth was spitting out black mud, and his eyes were tightly closed, unconscious.

Tan Xiao hoisted him onto his shoulder and began hitting him in the stomach.

More mud water spewed out of the old man’s mouth.

“Hey old man, don’t you die on me. If it were not for you making me stumble, I would have been a goner! I owe you half my life! As long as I’m alive, I won’t let you die before me. We repay even smallest debts with the fullest heart. we can throw our lives away, but we would never abandon a brother!”

After his long-winded speech, he hit the man some more in the stomach and lungs. But nearly choking the old man to semi-consciousness proved still not enough to wake him.

Shen MO said, “Put him down!”

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Tan Xiao greatly respected Shen MO, and obediently complied.

Shen MO came over and examined him, his eyebrows creased, “He has a bruise on his head, probably fainted after hitting a snail. Or maybe someone pushed him while everyone was running. With the gunshot just now, everyone was thrown into chaos. It’s lucky that he’s alive.”

Tan Xiao kept nodding in response.

He didn’t dare to put Chang Weicai in the snail’s shell, fearing it would suffocate the old man. So he dragged Chang Weicai to the crevice between the stone wall and the snails’ shell, propping him up and sitting him down.

After settling everything, he suddenly remembered something, turned around and glared at Shen MO, “A gunshot?….Are you saying that the noise just now was a gunshot?! Who the fuck fired the gun?! Come out here! Why not shoot at the frog instead of randomly firing! What the hell was that!!