Li Hao just wants to delay for a while now, waiting for his companions who may not be dead to join him, or to let himself take a breather!
"A good bait must completely introduce the prey into the nest. How can you use it if it dies at the beginning?"
Old Tang looked completely unaffected by the pain. He leaned against the container and stared at Li Hao with squinted eyes: "Oh, by the way, I will give you a free message...your two teammates...
You have already taken the first step, no matter how much you wait, no one will come to save you."
"You! Damn it!"
The veins on Li Hao's forehead suddenly popped out, and the last trace of luck in his heart was wiped out.
Those movements just now were indeed...
But only a few minutes have passed in total now! Is the gap in strength between the two sides so huge?
"Haha, you don't have to be so arrogant. I'm afraid you feel more uncomfortable with the death of your companions than I do, right?"
Li Hao sneered while anxiously thinking of a solution.
But after thinking about it, he has been completely reduced to a mere commander. What else can he do besides fight to the end?
Even if he wanted to escape, Ling Mo would not give him a chance...
"ha?"
Ling Mo, who thought he would be angered, was very surprised and said: "What do you mean? Oh..." He protracted his voice and blinked his ridiculous squinted eyes, "Maybe you are mistaken? I'm making you stupid.
I'm really sorry that I have been so complacent for so long..."
He said he was sorry, but his tone was so arrogant that Li Hao wanted to blow his head!
He already understood in his heart that since Old Tang could become such a physical puppet, it is estimated that the so-called "companion" of Ling Mo who was killed was also in the same situation!
Completely fooled!
From beginning to end, they didn't even touch a hair of Ling Mo's group!
"Don't be complacent! You have done so many things, how much mental power do you still have left? Your true body has not appeared for a long time, isn't it because you are afraid of me?"
Li Hao tried to figure out something from Ling Mo's reaction, but the other party smiled and said: "No, no, no... because there is still a scene to come."
"What kind of drama? Haha... don't think that I'm like them. It's not that easy if you want to kill me!" Li Hao roared ferociously.
Ling Mo was even more surprised and asked: "Really? But isn't this already successful?"
"What!"
The hairs on Li Hao's body immediately stood up, and he nervously sensed the changes around him.
But at this moment, Old Tang's eyes suddenly widened with great effort, and a little red bloodshot suddenly appeared.
Under Li Hao's horrified gaze, the eyes that were no different from those of normal people gradually turned into the same blood-red color as those of zombies!
In night vision goggles, this scene is extremely weird!
"With such a clear fact, there is no need for me to tell you any more, right? Unless your IQ is offline along with your teammates."
"Old Tang" opened his blood-red eyes and said sarcastically.
Li Hao opened his mouth with an expression of disbelief.
After a while, he suddenly felt a chill rushing up from his feet, and his whole body was instantly chilled!
His injured hand began to tremble involuntarily...
Old Tang has turned into a zombie, so I was injured by him...
"Ahhhhhh!"
Li Hao trembled violently all over. He stared at his wrist, and his mind suddenly went blank!
The moment the zombie's blood comes into contact with your own wound, the viruses will rush into your body crazily.
After a while, these horrible things will parasitize into the cells of your body and then multiply rapidly!
This process may be very short, or it may take more than twenty minutes, and it completely varies from person to person.
But no matter what the process is, the result is the same.
He is infected and will irreversibly turn into a zombie!
Ling Mo was right, he was already dead...
Without him even realizing it, he was already being played to death.
He stared at a pair of bloodshot eyes and suddenly pulled the trigger: "Go to hell! Go to hell!"
"roar!"
Old Tang, whose eyes suddenly became extremely violent, stretched out his arm, but was knocked to the ground by a bullet.
At that moment, Li Hao felt a mental wave and left Old Tang.
"Over there!"
Li Hao immediately ran towards the direction where the mental wave left, which was where Ling Mo's body was.
This guy who treats himself and the entire team like a monkey... must not let him go!
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Li Hao desperately chased forward. As his blood circulation accelerated, he could feel that he was mutating.
If it weren't for Ling Mo's weird control ability, he might still have the last bit of luck:
Even if they mutate, Ling Mo and the others will still be killed!
But now... once he mutates, he may die a hundred times more miserably than now!
However, at this time, his ability turned into a liability.
Mental fluctuations seemed to be everywhere, passing by his eyes from time to time.
"Where is it! Get out of here!"
Li Hao's roar echoed in the underground level.
"Bang!"
Li Hao, who suddenly froze, was broken through the spiritual light group by a spiritual tentacle.
As a spiritual superpower, his spiritual light group should have been indestructible.
But amid the fear, resentment, and crazy pursuit, he had gradually lost his mind.
A large amount of mental power poured into Ling Mo's mind along the mental tentacles. In front of Li Hao, a thin figure gradually walked out of the darkness.
In extreme pain, Li Hao persisted in opening his eyes wide, trying to see the man's face clearly.
His hand holding the gun was trembling desperately, but while his mental power was being absorbed, he also lost control of his body.
He didn't have the strength to shoot again...
"when!"
The pistol fell to the ground, and Ling Mo finally walked up to him.
This man who killed three teams and two groups of men in succession, completely ruining his prosperous life at the beginning of his career, looked like he was only in his early twenties, with bright eyes and a smile that looked relaxed at the corner of his mouth.
This expression, in this collapsed world, seems so inconsistent...
Doesn't he feel the pain of losing his family and friends, or even turning into a zombie?
That kind of feeling is enough to push many people to the edge of collapse. Even if they usually have a smiling face, they may be in extreme pain inside.
Just because I have experienced pain, I am distorted by it...
Especially for an ordinary survivor like him, how can he be considered an ordinary person without a face full of hatred and suffering?
Life outside is much harder than in a place like the Air Corps!
"This smile looks really infuriating..."
Li Hao shook his body and put a hand on Ling Mo's shoulder.
He could only hold on and not fall down, but he couldn't even move a finger of Ling Mo.
"you……"
Li Hao stared at a pair of eyes that gradually turned blood red. As his consciousness gradually began to blur, he struggled to squeeze out a sentence: "Sooner or later, you...will die in...our hands."
Ling Mo glanced at Li Hao, then suddenly leaned forward and whispered in Li Hao's ear: "Hey...actually, I will lend you my hand and let you smash that rat's nest to pieces yourself.
How is it, are you looking forward to it?"
"you!"
Li Hao's pupils suddenly shrank, and his hands suddenly tightened on Ling Mo's clothes, but all he could make was a "cluck" sound.
That relaxed smile was engraved in his eyes, and along with his mutating body and his rapidly devoured mental power, it remained in his memory forever...
When Li Hao's mental power was swallowed up, his body also turned into a zombie.
However, the moment his mutation was completed, Ling Mo had already controlled him.
With his previous experience in controlling the peaked cap, Ling Mo controlled the freshly baked corpse puppet with ease. He raised his hand and pinched the stiff and twisted face.
"Fortunately, you usually have a dead face, so you don't need to be beaten into a pig's head and you don't have to worry about being exposed. But this look..."
Ling Mo pinched his chin and looked at it carefully for a while, then suddenly clenched his fist and flexed his wrist: "It's better to put on a little makeup, get ready... one... three!"
