Chapter 191 Porcelain Doll (9)_1

Mr. Luo reacted incredibly fast, blocking the strange doll's strike, and then his uninjured hand reached out without hesitation.

The counterattack was swift, yet that almost certain grasp still came up empty.

In the unbelieving stares of the group, Mr. Luo's counter had actually missed, grabbing nothing but air.

The blood-colored puppet, having failed to strike, showed no desire to linger in battle.

Seizing the opportunity, it transformed into a streak of light and fled outward at great speed.

So fast that the nets triggered one after another couldn't even envelop it in time.

"How are you?"

It wasn't until it was far away that the group snapped out of their daze, with Miyamoto stepping forward to ask Mr. Luo.

"I'm fine."

Mr. Luo shook his head, gently squeezed his palm, and the blood stopped instantly; even the wound itself was healing rapidly.

After treating the wound, he bent down to observe the corpse on the ground.