I Have Doraemon's Treasure Bag

A mouthful of rust-smelling blood gushed out from his throat, and sprayed fiercely on the ground along Yang Tuo's mouth, splashing a bright red circle.

The body is in a huge earthquake.

The internal organs that are not covered by the steel body, as well as the bone fibers around the body, and the blood rushing in the blood vessels, all seem to be tightly clenched by a big hand!

Unceremoniously rubbing it to death, the bones cracked open cracks under the vibration, the internal organs were displaced under the explosive force, and irreversible injuries erupted.

His heart seemed to be about to burst, beating very fast.

Injured lungs made breath smell bloody.

"what have you done......"

Grinning his teeth, Yang Tuo squeezed these words out of his mouth. He couldn't even believe that all this was actually true.

lost?

Ding Dangmao floated to his side, under the influence of the "Kung Fu Master" tape, at this moment Ding Dangmao was quite disgusted with firearms, frowned and kicked the two pistols at once.

Only then did he softly say with the demeanor of a master: "It's just dark energy, it's not worth a slap."

"The copper skin and the iron bones are really strong, and my fists and feet have been removed eighty-tenths of the strength. Your critical point, it will break out together again..."

"Now, the dark energy in your body has burst out. It doesn't take a moment to make your heart stop, your liver and kidneys will be burned, and you will die violently in half a column of incense... This battle is your defeat."

This remark, in Yang Tuo's ears, can be said to be full of ridicule.

He was still spewing blood, and blood was flowing out of his seven orifices. Even if he was still in a steel-skin state, he could not move because of the internal damage.

He tried to stand up, but he heard a crackling sound in his body, and the bone full of cracks was broken directly!

"Darkness...it's impossible...what bullshit Darkness...that's just a legend...it's fake!"

After ten years of martial arts practice, Yang Tuo has not read the classics.

These so-called martial arts handed down from ancient times, those realms recorded in books, such as dark energy...

There is no such thing in reality!

It's just an ancient conjecture!

"It's a superpower...power can penetrate...it must be like this...damn thing...to be given by you kid... "

"Who... gave that tape... to you...?"

"You want to do—"

Bah! ! !

Ding Dangmao suddenly squatted down, and he slashed straight at the steel-headed melon seeds, causing his head to hit the ground with a loud humming sound!

He waved his hands and slashed five or six times in succession before he stopped.

The dark energy penetrated through the steel skin, through the skull, and reached the most vulnerable brain.

It stirred Yang Tuo's brain into a mess!

"ended."

As soon as he stretched out his hand, Ding Dangmao took out the tape with "Kung Fu Master" written on it from his chest. After taking out the tape, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Sweat soaked the front of his clothes early, but it was blocked by the technique of closing the pores. Now after taking out the tape, Feng Tianqiong was sweating all over his body, and he quickly got wet all over.

In front of him is Yang Tuo's body.

"I won."

The moods of "Gold Medal Killer" and "Kung Fu Master" were intertwined in his mind, affecting his mood. When he looked at the five corpses in the room, he didn't have any negative emotions in his heart, he just took it for granted.

In fact, this is not the first time that Dangmao has murdered.

But it was definitely his best kill ever.

Yang Tuo's corpse was placed in front of him. The black boss who had been his immediate boss and made him tremble with fear, died in his hands like this...

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Three years ago, Ding Dangmao, who was bound by Wuhua, was covered in blood and knelt in front of Yang Tuo.

The underworld gangster in Xiaoyao County lightly snuffed out the cigarette butt with his thumb, and his indifferent tone was bloody cold: "Two choices, either mess with me or pay for my life."

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The super power disappeared, and Yang Tuo turned back into a mortal body.

Ding Dangmao stepped on this guy's bald head, as if he was teasing a crushed insect. He whispered, "Three years ago, you should have let me pay for my life."

Then he laughed.

The laughter was not large, but he laughed out of his suffocation that lasted for three years.

Three years, do you know how I spent these three years?

I fucking make bread for the underworld every day. As the only supplier, I have saved millions of funds. It's so cool... No!He is forced to work for the underworld forces every day, betray his conscience, and be depressed!

Gradually, Ding Dangmao restrained his laughter.

I have just experienced a battle of acceptable intensity, which consumed a lot of physical strength.

Soon, Ding Dangmao turned it over with one hand, and he had already taken out a piece of bread from the treasure bag—this was the first time he had drawn treasure, and it was the first super item.

It only needs to consume energy and can be used repeatedly.

【Memory Bread】

【Magic Food】

[After eating, you can remember the information printed on it]

[If indigestion, the magical effect of food will also dissipate]

[Old things that have already been eliminated by the super memory potion]

【Only the poor will buy it】

Yes, this is the first prop that Ding Dangmao obtained three years ago. After rubbing the content that needs to be remembered on the bread and eating it, you can remember the information on the bread - anyway, this thing can be regarded as Super power tool.

As the only supplier of [Memory Bread], Ding Dangmao has made a small amount of money by relying on this for three years, and has achieved outstanding results in the college entrance examination.

But this time he took out the bread, not because he wanted to remember something.

but hungry...

Just kidding, after a fight, both physical strength and super power are consumed quite a lot.

Don't have something to eat to fill your stomach?

In the messy room, Ding Dangmao rested for a while.

He closed his eyes slightly, and after the consciousness sank, he came to a dark space - here, apart from the treasure bag in the center, there was a stream-like, colorless airflow gathered here.

This is the energy that maintains the operation of super power and determines the strength of super power——

Willpower!

Ding Dangmao's superpower comes from influence, and the willpower that flows into the space like a stream is the popularity he has accumulated as a video blogger for three years - the greater his influence, the more superpowers he has. the stronger.

At every moment, those who are influenced will give Ding Dangmao their will, which means that his influence is still playing a role in this society... Although its quality cannot be improved beyond superlatives. Ability level, but can quickly restore his willpower.

After all, his position on the Internet is just a whole life.

How many people can it affect?

But today, Ding Dangmao did a big thing...

He killed people, five.

One of them is a T5 power user, the underworld leader of Xiaoyao County.

On behalf of Ding Dangmao's shot, it profoundly affected the lives of these five people - turning them from living to dead.

In this way, five different-sized, tenacious and extremely high-quality willpowers are poured into the super-energy space.

It is very powerful to push Ding Dangmao's super power up!

Chapter [*] Death has a big impact (Part [*])

Ding Dangmao had already experimented a long time ago on how to most effectively spread his influence.

When he was 10 years old, he escaped from the orphanage that squeezed child labor to the death. When he was wandering in society, he inevitably had to attack some of his colleagues in order to have a full meal...

Assuming the same realm.

Injure a person, maim a person, kill a person...

The willpower that can be obtained is different.

Because of Ding Dangmao's behavior, the life trajectory of the disabled has changed. Because of their disability, they do things that they would not normally do. This is a continuous influence - it can give Ding Dangmao a steady stream of resources. Intentional.

What if you kill someone?

It was almost a one-shot deal.

It is equivalent to completely changing someone's life, and it can provide Ding Dangmao with a high-quality will that can make him move up a bit of experience.

But it doesn't stop there.

Unless his death sends ripples through society.

Even so, it can only be regarded as second-hand influence. It has not been directly influenced by Ding Dangmao, and what has taken over is only second-hand, lower-quality, and smaller-scale Yili.

Unless the base is big enough...

But it's just a wave.

"I just don't know how big the waves will be after the death of Yang."

Ding Dangmao looked away from the corpses of the five people. This time, his income from murder and silence was higher than the total quality income of his three-year video + live broadcast.

Almost pushed him into the T5 super power realm.

And it's a little bit closer to give Ding Dangmao another chance to draw treasure.

"Clean up the crime scene first, Yang Tuo's death will definitely attract the attention of many people, and they can't let them suspect me..."

Take out the [ability tape].