From the moment he stepped into the extremely bloody workshop with a mutated zombie still remaining, Ling Mo thought that this beautiful girl, whom he had met a few times and had an impression of being very weak, would have turned into something a long time ago.
A white bone and some debris. He never expected that he would see Wang Lin alive in this place!
Wang Lin originally just raised his head lightly, but when he saw the group of people standing at the door, his eyes widened immediately, and he jumped down from the chair with a "jump", raising a slender arm.
He stood up, pointed at them, and said quickly and nervously: "You, you, you..."
"Hey, do you know Sister Lin?" Li Yu had good eyesight and saw the clues at a glance, and asked in surprise.
Sister?! Such a girl who looks to be at most 17 or 18 years old, you, a man, call her sister? Before Ling Mo could fully recover, he fell into shock again and looked at Li Yu's
His eyes suddenly became a little strange.
Li Yu's face turned red when he saw it, and he whispered: "Sister Lin is very strong, and the boss sometimes can't control her. Last time, he even ran home with the boss..."
Before he could finish speaking, Wang Lin took a deep breath and strangely regained her composure. She slowly walked up to Ling Mo and the others, looking at them one by one with strange eyes.
While Ling Mo was still racking his brains to think of his opening words, Wang Lin had already spoken with a slightly disdainful tone: "Hey, Shana, you're not dead yet?"
Ling Mo's heart suddenly "thumped"! He was so shocked that he forgot that this girl was a relative of Shana! But from Wang Lin's tone, it seemed that he was slightly hostile to Shana? But thinking about her expression just now, it was obvious that she was very
He was excited, but when it came time to speak, he became so cold. This Wang Lin was a bit inconsistent...
When she heard someone calling her name, Shana gave a little reaction. Her somewhat dazed eyes turned to Wang Lin, and after a quick glance, she looked away without saying a word.
This is not because of her arrogant attitude, but the sequelae of being infected and becoming a zombie.
However, Wang Lin knew nothing about this. When he saw Shana's reaction, he suddenly became angry: "You know how to make a bad face? Yes, how can a person like you die so easily. But seeing that I am still alive
, do you feel disappointed?"
Naturally, Xia Na would not answer, but Ling Mo suddenly showed a strange expression.
Why does Wang Lin's tone not only sound sour, but also seems a little aggrieved?
Is it because Shana's reaction to seeing her was too calm? But if it were Ye Lian, Ling Mo could still control her to react, such as nodding and shaking her head, but Shana... could suppress her and prevent her from making random moves.
That's already very good. Forcibly controlling her actions can only make her follow him. Although she is not a mutant zombie, the difficulty of controlling her is no less than that of mutant zombies, and is even more complicated.
If Ling Mo's mental power hadn't evolved, he really wouldn't have been able to control Ye Lian and Xia Na at the same time and continuously.
Xia Na didn't speak, and Wang Lin snorted heavily. When he looked at Ling Mo and others, his expression became a little unkind: "Who are you?"
Ling Mo was stunned for a moment, but then he smiled bitterly. He was very impressed by this neighbor girl, and even felt sad for her "death", but he didn't expect that this girl didn't recognize him at all!
It's no wonder that Ling Mo is the most ordinary person from any aspect. No one will take a second look if he is thrown into the crowd. Although this little girl has met him face to face several times, it is normal for him not to remember him.
. Who makes him just an ordinary person without any characteristics?
On the contrary, Liu Yuhao suddenly said in surprise: "Rin... It seems that Shana has a cousin named Wang Lin!"
"Hmph!" Wang Lin snorted in displeasure and glanced sideways at Xia Na. Seeing that Xia Na still didn't respond, her eyes suddenly burst into flames. But when she was about to get angry, she caught a glimpse of the short knife on Ling Mo's waist.
Now her attention shifted from Shana to Ling Mo. Wang Lin hadn't looked at Ling Mo since he entered the door, but now he locked his eyes on Ling Mo: "Hey, you are just stealing
The one with my short sword! Why are you with Shana?"
Stealing? What does stealing mean? In the apocalypse, if you have a completely abandoned store, anyone can walk in. Could it be that you want to say that the mutated zombie is the store owner?
But there was something in Wang Lin's words! Could it be that when I went to Wang's Handmade Sword Shop that day, this little girl was hiding somewhere and peeping?
Ling Mo thought this, and his eyes revealed this when he looked at Wang Lin.
"What are you looking at! Just give me the knife back! I did this, why are you holding it!" Wang Lin glared at Ling Mo, and then said very rudely.
Returning the knife? Ling Mo was stunned for a moment, and then the shocked expression disappeared little by little, replaced by a touch of indifference and a hint of gloom. Indeed, this short knife was made by Wang Lin, but Ling Mo went deep into danger
He took it out and killed a mutated zombie for it! Now this little girl stood in front of her easily, stretched out her hand and asked him to return the dagger to her. How could it be so cheap?
What's more, for this knife, Ling Mo has already paid a certain "price", which is to help Xia Na and others break through to the third middle school. In terms of emotion and reason, he doesn't owe Wang Lin anything.
Looking at Wang Lin who looked impatient, Ling Mo asked coldly: "Why should I pay you back?"
Wang Lin was stunned for a moment, while Li Yu next to him looked at Ling Mo with an idiot look, and quietly tugged on Ling Mo's sleeve: "This is sister Lin's thing, do you dare to keep it? Give it back.
She." His expression was full of regret at this time. If he had known that the group of people he brought back would conflict with Wang Lin when they arrived, he would not have been troublesome at that time.
Ling Mo just snorted and didn't answer. However, his expression clearly showed his attitude. He would not take out this dagger.
"What do you mean why?" After Wang Lin came to his senses, he immediately said angrily, "I originally made this knife, and it was the first finished product that I was satisfied with! You ran to my shop and took it from me
What’s the difference between making something and a thief? Now the owner wants you to return it, why do you dare to ask?”
Wang Lin's tone made Ling Mo feel very unhappy. The strong sense of superiority and the condescending aura showed that the sickly-looking girl in front of him exuded the style of an authentic young lady.
Not to mention Ling Mo, even Liu Yuhao looked a little unhappy when he looked at Wang Rin. He secretly thought that although they were cousins, Wang Rin and Xia Na were far behind...
As for Wang Cheng, he looked at Wang Rin with caution and quietly took two steps back. He did not want to get involved in such a dispute. Wang Rin seemed to have a high status in this survivor camp, but
Ling Mo's strength in the past two days also left a deep impression on Wang Lin.
He even had a vague feeling that even though Wang Lin was very rude when he spoke and had a rather sinister expression on his face, Ling Mo would never buy it...
But at this time, the door to the back room suddenly opened, and a man of about thirty years old walked out of it. He was obviously disturbed by Wang Lin's noise. As soon as he went out, he asked depressedly: "Wang Lin"
Rin, who are you arguing with?"
When he saw Ling Mo and others, the man was stunned for a moment, especially when he saw Xia Na, his expression suddenly became a little wonderful.
Just like Ling Mo's expression when he saw Wang Lin, the man looked at Xia Na as if he had seen a ghost.
"This... Wang Lin's cousin... wasn't there anyone alive when I went to her house a few days ago?" the man blurted out, but did not notice that Wang Lin was staring at him with an ugly face.
Ling Mo raised his eyebrows and thought that this girl's attitude towards Xia Na was indeed cold on the outside but warm on the inside...
But this does not mean that Ling Mo will be impressed. In any case, what he took the risk will not be returned to Wang Lin.
"You're here too!" The man quickly turned his attention to Ling Mo, and he seemed to know Ling Mo as soon as he spoke, "I saw you when you killed that mutated zombie that day, it was amazing!
I didn't expect that you would come to our camp with Wang Lin's cousin... Is this the beauty who was with you that day?"
Li Yu also interrupted at the right time: "This is our Boss Song. Boss, these are the ones we met in the No. 3 Middle School Community today."
"Boss, just call me Song Tian." Song Tian smiled.
Ling Mo deliberately ignored Wang Rin's angry gaze at him, and smiled slightly, saying: "I am Ling Mo, and Xia Na... is Wang Rin's cousin, is..."
Speaking of this, Ling Mo himself was a little confused. Now Shana had become a zombie and became a monster after being out of his control. But with Shana's strength and the hint of intolerance in his heart, Ling Mo didn't want to give up on Shana.
Therefore, the relationship between Shana and him should be regarded as... "Friend, I am Shana's friend. And these two boys are Shana's classmates." Ling Mo said.
"That's really fate!" Song Tian clapped his hands exaggeratedly, and then a look of embarrassment appeared on his face, "Wang Lin, are you still thinking about your short sword?"
"Nonsense!" Wang Lin raised his eyebrows and said matter-of-factly, "Ling Mo, right? Give me back the dagger quickly!"
"I won't return it!" Ling Mo also answered decisively, "You made this knife, but I took the risk to find it. You want it, is this the logic of a gangster?"
Hearing Ling Mo refuse so directly, Wang Lin's face immediately turned very ugly.
However, Song Tian laughed "haha" and smoothed things over: "Wang Lin, stop arguing. We will talk about the dagger later. We finally saw your cousin. Please ask them to stay first. What do you think, Mr. Ling?