Yin Jie looked up. In the night sky, this huge panda even blocked the moonlight and was hitting him at an incredible speed.
The huge pressure made Yin Jie almost breathless. His eyes widened and he blurted out: "I got something..."
Before the word "go" came out of his mouth, Xiaobai had already fallen from the sky like a meteorite.
Bang——
The ground trembled, and a large cloud of dust rose up with blood splashing everywhere!
After the dust dispersed and in the pool of blood, the mutated panda slowly raised its huge head. On its face stained with blood, a pair of blood-red eyes seemed to be glowing faintly.
The angry beast, violently slaying, directly crushed the enemy into pieces with its raw strength and body!
The mutated panda slowly propped up its body, and thick blood was dripping down its vaginal hair.
It shook its head violently, opened its mouth, and exposed its sharp fangs, like a beast coming out of hell:
"Baa Gu!"
"Fuck!"
Ling Mo hung in mid-air, his eyes transfixed.
This panda is simply the embodiment of violence when not restricted by terrain.
No matter how bad Yin Jie is, he should have some experience in close combat, and at least he should be much better than ordinary people.
But even this kind of enemy is no different from an ant in front of the mutated panda!
"Are you really the national treasure who only acted cute before you mutated? You shouldn't be rolling around with a bamboo stick in front of tourists during the day, but at night you're actually wearing red pants and practicing boxing on tree trunks!"
After being stunned, Ling Mo suddenly reacted and went crazy: "You idiot! Didn't I ask you to keep me alive? A lot of mental energy has been suppressed by you! Don't you have a softer one?
The attack method? Can't it be so simple and crude..."
But then Ling Mo realized that his request was a bit embarrassing for Xiao Bai.
It had only been under control for a few days, and it was so soon expected that it could understand complex instructions and restrain itself and do things according to its own instructions... This was too much for it.
"Forget it this time... Hey, why don't you chop the cabbage?" Ling Mo suddenly lowered his head and looked at the little man below.
Xiao Bai's amazing performance not only stunned Ling Mo, but also the cabbage chopping warrior.
He was carrying a big knife and stared blankly at the mutated panda not far away.
"Is it time to wake up? Since the controller is dead..."
Ling Mo looked down at the little man and thought.
But he soon discovered that there seemed to be something wrong with the little man's mental state.
The other small light group hidden in his spiritual light group not only did not disappear with Yin Jie's death, but was gradually expanding.
"What's going on?"
Ling Mo immediately became vigilant. He turned his attention to the pool of blood and flesh that had been stepped on by the mutated panda, and suddenly had a bad premonition.
That Yin Jie is obviously the direct commander of this operation. Does he have any backup plans?
"Hehehehe..."
Suddenly, a weird laugh came from the little man's mouth.
The laughter was intermittent and had a weird tone, like a stuck tape.
At the same time, the two groups of spiritual light seemed to be fused together, and the little man's mental power surged instantly!
A stream of spiritual energy invisible to the naked eye, but clearly "visible" by Ling Mo, centered on the little man, instantly swept through the area like a storm.
Ling Mo suddenly felt dizzy, and the mental energy condensed into tentacles was immediately dissipated.
He fell suddenly from mid-air, but the moment he was about to hit the ground, a newly condensed spiritual tentacle had already hung him up.
But before his feet touched the ground, a cold light struck him!
"brush!"
The cold light has not yet arrived, but the strong wind has arrived.
The tingling sensation on his skin and the strong pressure he felt mentally made Ling Mo feel suffocated instantly.
A spiritual tentacle hooked the street light pole on the side, pulling Ling Mo sideways and dodging the opponent's attack.
But the little man's movements didn't stop at all, and when his sword missed, he used the force to do a somersault, and the moment he landed on the ground, the blade slashed across him.
This cold light is like rippling blue waves under the moonlight. It is beautiful, but it contains fatal murderous intent.
The moment the cold light reached in front of him, Ling Mo suddenly rose up, and when he was able to cross the blade, he kicked the little man in the front.
The little man leaned back, and the sword in his hand had changed from a horizontal cut to an upward thrust.
Seeing that Ling Mo was about to be cut in half, he had already moved forward a certain distance, put his feet together and used force at the same time, and stepped on the little man's face with a "bang".
As he lifted up, several spiritual tentacles were already shot at the little man.
The little man quickly dodged a few times and then stood there and looked at Ling Mo.
Different from the previous look, his "look" at this time was really staring at Ling Mo.
Calm, and looking a little gentle, if it weren't for the footprints on his face and the two lines of nosebleeds that were slipping down...
Ling Mo took the time to take a look at the mutated panda. This guy had just been affected by the spiritual energy and for some reason rushed into the green belt on the roadside.
At this moment, its big head is stuck between two big trees and cannot get out, and its round breasts are exposed, shaking left and right...
"Ah... I raised a bad guy..." Ling Mo sighed in his heart.
"Sure enough, you are not an ordinary psychic psychic."
The little man spoke more smoothly now than before, but it still felt like a three-second repeater, as if someone said something in his mind first and he repeated it again:
"Is there some kind of spiritual connection between this mutated beast and you? Although I'm not good at detecting weak spiritual energy, I felt it just now. This can also explain why my plan happened in the first place.
It failed. It turns out that we didn’t understand the nature of your ability at all.
You can command this kind of mutant beast, right? However, any power has certain limitations. I think the number or distance should be the flaw of your power?"
"Although I missed one key point very subtly, I almost got everything else right..."
Ling Mo was stunned for a moment.
The reason why the little man thought it was "commanding" rather than "controlling" was obviously based on the performance of the mutant panda.
When it comes to "control", people generally think of it as a puppet model, where all actions of the person being controlled are controlled by the controller.
Ling Mo was indeed like this at the beginning, but after repeated trials and contacts, he was able to only maintain contact between the two parties without influencing the actions of the zombies.
This is not in line with the behavior pattern of ordinary controllers. Whether it is a mutant beast or a zombie, of course, only complete controllers can exert their combat effectiveness...
But Ling Mo's situation is very special. He controls his girlfriend not to use them as fighting machines, but to stay with them.
No matter how strong your divergent thinking is, it is difficult to imagine this.
Although the little man saw some superficial things, he still didn't understand the essence.
"You keep saying 'I'... It seems that you have completely taken over this cabbage warrior's body as your own..."
Ling Mo sneered and said.
"No……"
The little man (Yin Jie) shook his head and said: "It's just a combination. From the beginning, I regarded you as a strong opponent. You can catch sniper bullets, so a sniper like me,
How useful can it be? So, I have to be more cautious."
"Combined?"
Ling Mo observed it and probably had a certain understanding of Yin Jie's abilities:
If the previous smaller spiritual light group is regarded as the parasite, and Yin Jie is regarded as the mother body...it is estimated that there should be some kind of physical transformation ability between the parasite and the mother body.
"It's said to be a fusion, but your physical body has become like that...don't you just occupy the body of your companion?"
Ling Mo sneered and said.
The little man didn't even turn his head, still staring at Ling Mo, and said calmly: "In order to complete the mission, a little sacrifice is necessary. Besides, such a combination is perfect for dealing with mental powers like you.
