Chapter 267 You are easy to be bullied at first sight
The girl was young, probably fifteen or sixteen years old. She wore black-rimmed glasses that were wrapped several times with white tape.
Her frightened look made Ling Mo feel like a rabbit. If her eye circles were redder, it would look more like...
"Do I look like a zombie?"
Ling Mo motioned her to raise both hands, then walked over and took the steel fork from her hand.
This steel fork is completely homemade and has insufficient lethality, but it is still very effective when combined with a flamethrower.
"Ah... no, there are basically no strangers here, so I... I'm sorry..."
The girl watched helplessly as her weapons were taken away, and even the spray gun she was carrying was taken off.
"What's in it?"
Ling Mo curiously pressed the nozzle and felt a "click", and a stream of flames immediately spurted out: "This thing is quite interesting. Is there a smaller one?"
He glanced at the girl and asked.
This flamethrower works well, but its shortcomings are also obvious and it is not convenient to carry.
If it can be made as thin as a small lamp tube, it can basically be used as a simple incendiary bomb, and the effect is even better than that made from beer bottles.
"I...I also want to make it smaller...but there are not enough materials..."
The girl nervously lowered her head and glanced at the blade in front of her neck, and said tremblingly.
"Senior sister, let her go."
This girl is just an ordinary person. Without weapons and equipment, she doesn't pose any threat.
Li Yalin smiled slightly, blew into her ear, and slowly removed the blade.
The girl's body suddenly softened, and her cheeks turned red. However, she seemed very excited to be free again, and even raised her hand to touch her neck.
Li Yalin's force was very precise, allowing her to feel the presence of the blade on her neck without actually scratching her skin.
"Did you make this thing?" Ling Mo asked in surprise.
The girl glanced at Ling Mo nervously, then nodded vigorously: "Yes."
"Where are those traps..." Ling Mo asked again.
The girl put her legs together and rubbed her hands: "It's me too..."
Ling Mo's eyes suddenly became full of curiosity and surprise when he looked at the girl.
This girl... is so smart!
But compared to her high IQ, she seems too nervous when talking to people.
Even if I haven't communicated with strangers for a long time, I probably won't be like this. This is purely a matter of innate personality.
The girl quietly looked at Ling Mo and the four of them with some curiosity, and asked in a low voice: "Why did you come here?"
"Looking for someone. Do you know Zhang Teng?"
The girl shook her head and asked, "Are you here specifically to see him?"
"Not really. I came to see his son." Ling Mo said.
"But it's very dangerous outside." The girl looked at Ling Mo in surprise, then showed a hint of realization, "Why don't you ask...Ask Teacher Pei! She used to live here."
Ling Mo actually didn't want to have too much contact with the survivors, but the girl with glasses in front of him couldn't even speak smoothly...
And after questioning, Ling Mo also learned that most of the survivors were not in the building, and only a few people were responsible for staying and guarding.
She was one of them. The other two were a woman she called Teacher Pei, and an old man named Zhu.
She couldn't even name many survivors, let alone know their parents' surnames.
"What are you thinking about every day?" Ling Mo couldn't help but ask.
The girl with glasses thought for a moment blankly, and then said: "How to make more traps, and...endorsements, the ones I have learned before..."
"...Sister, you can't do this."
The base camp of this group of people is not on the 18th floor. It saves a lot of time climbing stairs.
The further up you go, the more traps there are, and it's obvious that a lot of effort has been put into them.
It is not easy to make these things with limited materials.
Ling Mo complimented her casually, but unexpectedly the girl was very frightened.
"I...others scold me for making such a mess." The girl waved her hand and said, "Stop praising me..."
"Who said that about you?"
Ling Mo was a little surprised that he could come up with these things. At least he could save more survivors. Will he still get scolded for this?
But looking at the girl's panic expression, Ling Mo almost understood something.
She looks so easy to bully, so honest, yet so timid...
Even Ling Mo couldn't help teasing her: "You just brought me up here, aren't you afraid that I'm here to rob you?"
The girl glanced at Ling Mo in surprise, and then said: "You didn't kill me just now. If it was a robbery, you would kill me."
Simple thinking is really scary... Ling Mo suddenly felt ashamed.
"This is it."
While she was talking, she had already led Ling Mo and his party to a residence on the ninth floor.
She pointed to a small room filled with various parts and tools, and said excitedly: "This is my room."
"Where are you sleeping?" Ling Mo looked at the parts everywhere and couldn't help but ask.
"Ah? I usually hug the quilt and fall asleep." The girl pointed to a chair and said.
There are still quite a lot of things piled up in the living room. They are mainly bottled water and less food. In addition, there are some messy supplies.
Apart from those traps, I saw no other precautionary measures along the way. It seemed that what the girl said at the beginning was also true.
Unless they ran in intentionally, ordinary survivors would never notice this place.
But the Pei Fenghong and the old man Zhu she was talking about were nowhere to be seen.
The bespectacled girl went to open the door to check in confusion. At this time, Ling Mo heard a vague and very familiar voice coming from behind the door of a bedroom.
"Where's Teacher Pei?"
The girl with glasses had also walked to the door. As soon as Ling Mo shouted "Don't open it", she had already turned the door handle and pushed open the door.
After two seconds of silence, a scream immediately sounded, followed by a woman's yell: "Li Wei! Didn't I tell you not to come up during the day?"
Then a black shadow directly hit Li Wei from inside the house. She was completely stunned by the scene in the house and didn't even know how to dodge.
It was Ling Mo who pulled her over, and the black shadow flew over next to her ear and fell to the floor.
"Clang!"
The stainless steel water cup fell onto the tiles with a crisp sound.
Immediately afterwards, a woman walked out of the house angrily.
She was wearing a nightgown, with half of her shoulders exposed, and even the top of her thighs could be vaguely seen in the slit underneath.
The messy hair and the expression on her face showed that she had just been interrupted from some strenuous exercise.
It was obvious that she originally planned to rush out and curse, but what she didn't expect was that there would be four more strangers in the room.
For a moment, she stood there with her mouth open and stunned, and it took a while before she came back to her senses.
"You...who are you?"
Li Wei explained: "They are here to find someone..."
The woman surnamed Pei glared at Li Wei, then looked at Ling Mo warily, paying special attention to the various weapons in their hands: "Who are you looking for?"
"Zhang Teng's son, just ask him if he is still alive?"
Ling Mo glanced at the seam of her legs teasingly and said.
The woman surnamed Pei quickly pulled her nightgown together and looked at Ling Mo in surprise: "Do you know Zhang Er?"
Zhang Er...this should be the name of Zhang Teng's son.
Ling Mo nodded, and just as he was about to speak, another half-bald man about fifty years old walked out of the house.
His expression was also very unhappy at this time. It is estimated that anyone would not feel comfortable being interrupted at that time.
"Pei Fenghong, who are they?"
As soon as the man came out, he frowned and asked.
His eyes only stayed on Ling Mo for a moment, and then quickly focused on the three girls Ye Lian, and his cloudy eyes immediately lit up.
This expression suddenly made Ling Mo feel a little angry.
"Where are you looking?" Ling Mo asked.
The man was staring at Ye Lian's face and was stunned for a moment when he heard this.
He noticed the Tang Dao in Ling Mo's hand, and his eyes narrowed slightly.
However, the anger he was holding back still made him blurt out: "Isn't that what you look like just for people to look at?"
ps: I have a severe fever. Updates may be unstable during this period, so I apologize. The weather is hot and cold, so everyone should wear more clothes and don't catch a cold like me.