The four hundred and seventieth chapters are beyond their means
"Can you please stop referring to two men becoming one as a 'fusion'? You look very civilized, but what you say turns out to be so disgusting..."
Ling Mo showed a look of disgust and said.
The other party was stunned and speechless for a while.
Ling Mo continued to sneer and said: "What's more, after sending a bait into the hotel, letting a female team member blow herself up, and now taking the body of her companion as her own... is this called a sacrifice? Besides,
, when you decided to come to trouble me, did you investigate the whole story? Huh, what a good master... The beast raised at home ran out and bit someone, but you came to blame the victim for not standing there honestly and being bitten.
, but you resisted, right?"
"I didn't expect you have a poisonous mouth, but..."
The little man (Yin Jie) smiled slightly and said: "Compared with the result, the process is not important at all. It is like this for me, and it is also like this for you. You caused us losses and destroyed one of our aircraft.
Helicopter, are you still naive to think that things will just end like this?"
"I do think so." Ling Mo nodded bluntly, "And until now, I don't understand your approach."
"Haha..." The little man (Yin Jie) tugged on his collar and said, "That's because you are at the bottom, so you don't understand." He shook his head and sighed, "For us, you were
Why you did it is not important at all. What is important is that your actions make us unhappy, it’s that simple. Not only is it a loss, but it is also a loss."
Even if we cause some losses in the process of chasing you, it doesn't matter. Because the dead team members are just like you. They are insignificant. There will be as many such survivors as possible. As long as we control the only air power in this area
, there will be a lot of people scrambling to win over us and join us.
In order to stabilize this position, anyone who dares to resist us must be eliminated. You may think that One-Eye or our actions are very rampant and unreasonable, but it is a pity. This is the reality."
People like you were civilians before, and they are the same now. Some things cannot be changed once you have power, because compared to the powerful groups that combine many powers, you are still just an ant. Even if you can break
Even with two hammers, it is impossible to knock down the 'person' holding the hammer, and he will eventually be trampled to death..."
Looking up from the perspective of the small man, Ling Mo's face was pitch black with his back to the moonlight, and his expression could not be seen clearly.
After a few seconds of silence, a chuckle suddenly came from Ling Mo's mouth.
The sarcastic tone and frivolous attitude made the little man frown involuntarily:
"Pretending to be aloof and 'friendly' and saying 'I'm doing it for your own good' is really treating yourself like a character...Why, you want me to realize how insignificant I am, and beg you to come down obediently."
I'm so happy that I don't have to struggle anymore? Hahahaha..."
"I'm so sorry. You spent so much time talking, but you didn't understand my question at all. What I don't understand is..."
Ling Mo suddenly raised his head and looked at the little man with a sneer: "Coming here like this is basically going to die. This...does your boss know?!"
The little man's pupils shrank and he jumped back several steps.
And where he just passed, a series of small holes appeared on the ground.
"It actually covered the cement floor..."
After merging, the little man not only has his own superpowers, but also has the backing of Yin Jie's large amount of mental power. Although he cannot directly attack with mental power, he can "see" Ling Mo's tentacles.
He was surprised that those translucent tentacles could bring substantial damage. He didn't expect it to have such strong penetrating power.
At this time, countless tentacles shot out from behind Ling Mo, forming a large net in mid-air.
"Let's see who is faster, your speed or my thoughts!"
Ling Mo pulled out a tactical knife from his waist with his right hand, jumped forward suddenly, and swung towards the little man.
"It's really difficult..."
The little man tightened his grip on the big knife and stared at Ling Mo closely.
Suddenly, Ling Mo suddenly disappeared from his field of vision and appeared next to him in an instant!
"brush!"
The cold light passed by, and a crisp sound of "dang" came immediately.
The little man quickly pulled the big knife to the side, blocking the tactical knife in Ling Mo's hand.
Behind the blade, the little man gritted his teeth and stared at Ling Mo.
But Ling Mo, who was crouching in the air, had a smile in his calm eyes under his messy hair.
"puff!"
A spiritual tentacle passed by while the tactical knife was being swung out. The little man couldn't resist it at all, and could only tilt his head slightly in time.
A large flower of blood exploded immediately, and one of his ears was gone...
"snort!"
The little man grunted in pain, grabbed the handle of the knife, jumped up, and kicked Ling Mo sideways.
But Ling Mo had already disappeared from where he was and reappeared behind him in an instant.
There is a tentacle network here, and with just a thought, Ling Mo can reach any location in the network instantly.
These tentacles can be changed according to his needs and are more reliable than any rope.
Although it consumes a lot of mental power, with Ling Mo's current mental strength, he can afford it!
In just one minute, the little man fell into a situation where he was passively beaten.
A large amount of blood mist exploded on his body, limbs, and face.
"It's useless. No matter how hard you struggle, you can't compete with us."
The little man said with red eyes.
A large amount of blood loss had made his vision somewhat blurred. If his body were not in a state of sleepwalking and everything was stretched to the limit, he would have collapsed by now.
"brush!"
Ling Mo's figure suddenly appeared in front of him and said coldly: "Come if you want."
Cold light passed by, and at the same time spiritual tentacles swept over.
The little man dodged the tactical knife, but felt that his left lung seemed to be leaking air, and a large amount of blood surged into his throat as soon as he took a breath.
"Too underestimated this person... A spiritual power user can not only command such advanced mutant beasts, but also sense and detect, and can also cause such substantial damage... His physical strength is also so strong..."
The little man's breathing was very rapid, and his whole body was stained red with blood.
It's only been a minute or a few seconds... In less than two minutes, he managed to survive Ling Mo's attack for just this long!
"No wonder... you have such confidence... I feel sorry for saying that you are at the bottom. However, even if you kill me, it will be useless..."
He gritted his teeth suddenly, his muscles immediately bulged, and his eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes.
Following... I could barely see Ling Mo's figure clearly...
"ah!"
After struggling to raise the big knife, the little man jumped up suddenly, and then fell down with an astonishing momentum. At the same time, his body rotated, causing the big knife to stir crazily like a propeller.
Both the tentacles and Ling Mo's figure were involved!
"Die!"
The little man roared and fell to the ground with a "bang".
But there was no one around...
Whoosh——
Behind the little man, Ling Mo's figure suddenly appeared. He raised his arm and pointed the tactical knife at the other person's neck: "You are not overestimating your own capabilities... Also, don't be sorry, I am a member of the lower class. But you,
It’s just a bigger rat’s nest.”
"you……"
Just as the little man was about to turn around, an invisible spiritual tentacle shot into his brain like an ice-breaking arrow.
The feeling of his soul being torn apart and the pain as if his brain was about to come out of his ears made him suddenly open his mouth and let out a hoarse scream: "Ahhhh..."
brush--
Blood spattered, and the little man shook, face down, and fell violently to the ground.
Dark red blood poured out continuously from the back of his neck, and soon the ground was dyed red.
Ling Mo landed lightly on the ground and retracted his spiritual tentacles from his small body.
"Although the increase is very small, if converted into tentacles, it is still quite a lot. Look, wouldn't killing you be quite useful?"
Ling Mo rubbed his eyebrows and said.
At this time, at the window of the hotel, Ye Lian, who had been looking at the street, slowly raised his head: "No... you don't need me..." (To be continued...)
