The leader's face darkened instantly, and Ling Mo dropped the body.
At the same time that Ling Mo's right foot kicked out with a "whoosh" sound, the group leader also ran into the compartment as fast as he could and slammed the door.
While holding on to the door, the group leader quickly took out the walkie-talkie.
His reaction is not slow, and this situation does not allow him to react slowly——
The young man Bai came back dragging a corpse, looking at him with murderous eyes. If he still couldn't realize that something was wrong, he might as well just stuff his head into the toilet.
The first reaction is to hide...there are two reasons.
Although Big Head looks like he only has a bigger head and no other special features, he is actually a pretty powerful superpower.
But he died cleanly, without even the slightest sign of a desperate struggle.
Secondly...
Ling Mo's pockets were bulging, and he obviously had a gun, and this unlucky leader...
He just came out to use the toilet, and he didn't bring a weapon!
Fortunately, the walkie-talkie is always on my waist, so it comes in handy now...
Although I don't know what this young man wants to do, this is not the time to investigate the cause, but to find a way to protect himself.
However, as soon as he took out the walkie-talkie, he suddenly felt dizzy.
It was as if someone suddenly punched him in the back of the head, and his vision was distorted.
The hand that was about to turn on the intercom suddenly loosened, and there was a "pop" sound——
"Damn it!"
Although he immediately bit the tip of his tongue to regain consciousness, the walkie-talkie had irreversibly completed the parabola and fell into the toilet...
"It doesn't matter. If I bite the bullet and fish it out now..."
"Pfft!"
A ball of sparks appeared. It was announced that the walkie-talkie was completely scrapped.
"Didn't you say it's waterproof and drop-proof! Su Qianrou, you Falcons actually dare to provide me with defective products!"
The group leader stared at the walkie-talkie frantically, and then firmly pressed against the door of the compartment.
The bathroom here is not completely closed. There are gaps about 20 centimeters wide on the left and right sides.
If the boy ran to the toilet next door and stood there, he could have stretched his head over...
But if he really did that, the leader wouldn't need to be nervous.
In addition, it will take a little effort to penetrate this place for a while.
The most important thing is that doing so will inevitably make a loud and continuous sound, which is probably a bad idea for the young man Bai who secretly dragged the body in.
The leader himself wanted to make some noise to attract the attention of outsiders, but what if he cornered this guy?
"Li Hao! What do you want to do?"
Through the bathroom door, the group leader roared angrily.
If he were in another place, his roar would be enough to make an ordinary soldier tremble with fear.
But here, the leader's anger seems a bit lacking...
"Hey, I lost my walkie-talkie. I have another one here, do you want it?"
There was no emotion in this voice, and there was no ups and downs in his tone, but it was so angry that the leader immediately gritted his teeth.
Sure enough, it was this guy's fault! Why didn't you know he had such a power before?
"You killed your colleagues..."
As soon as the group leader started, he heard the man outside admit readily: "Well, haven't you seen everything? There are still some things you haven't seen, do you want to explain them together?"
"What?!"
The group leader almost jumped up. But he immediately thought that he was still blocking the door.
Although this madman has not tried to force his way through the door, he cannot be careless...
From the moment he looked at Ling Mo, the leader instinctively realized that this guy was dangerous and scary.
He even felt that this was completely different from the Li Hao in his impression!
"You killed other people?!"
"Well, there are seventeen in total, all of them must be your die-hard fans..." the other party replied honestly.
If it were any other person, the group leader would definitely jump to his feet and say "fart"!
But this tone...
Damn! This is a lunatic!
"What do you want?" the leader asked again.
Ling Mo let out an expressionless hey, slowly took two steps back, and then clenched his fists suddenly.
If the leader turns his head now, he will find that the lock he has fastened is slowly being turned...
"What do you want..."
"That's right! What do you want?" Upon hearing this, the group leader immediately felt that something was interesting and asked quickly.
Although he holds a lot of power, he has not done this kind of thing personally for a long time.
Unlike places like the Falcon, where the strong are superior, the Sky Corps is more "traditional".
The remaining soldiers and officers of the old Air Corps are the core of the current power class of the New Air Corps.
The head of the group is a typical example, he can not only play with power, but also know how to be ruthless.
But... none of these talents can bring any help to the predicament he is facing!
I'm not good at fighting!
However, as long as this guy is still willing to negotiate terms, then his opportunity will come!
The leader prepared a lot of rhetoric, and he was sure that this young boy would fall into his trap step by step.
"If I tell you that I am Ling Mo, will you understand what I want?"
As soon as these words came out, the group leader immediately showed a trace of doubt: "What?"
However, before he could think about it, the door suddenly opened quietly.
The group leader stumbled and immediately turned around in panic.
However, what greeted him was a pair of blood-red eyes and a fist like a hammer: "I want your life!"
"Bang!"
After a muffled sound, a large ball of blood burst out in front of Ling Mo's eyes.
As the short, fat body fell by the toilet, a stream of blood flowed down his legs and slowly spread on the floor.
"I haven't zipped it up yet..."
Ling Mo glanced down, and then showed a hint of disgust: "Although he is the leader of the regiment, your friend is obviously only a reserve recruit..."
"Giggle..."
The leader rolled his eyes and stared at the young man Bai in shock: "You...you are...Ling Mo..."
"Borrowing weapons, borrowing power, no matter how strong the power in your hands is, you are completely weak..."
A few minutes later, the person who walked out of the compartment was no longer the hooded Li Hao, but the "leader" with a red and swollen nose.
He twisted his neck, took two steps stiffly, and then turned on the walkie-talkie in his hand: "It's me. How is the situation..."
The voice has a strong nasal sound, but with such a nose, no one will doubt anything...
The Air Corps experienced a long period of commotion, and some zombies broke into the interior.
After the melee, when the bodies of the casualties were being cleaned up, people were surprised to find that many senior officials had died in the riot.
Moreover, it seems that they are all loyal supporters of the group leader, the kind of people who are usually arrogant and domineering and do not regard human life as their fate.
Some people with rich imaginations immediately thought of certain aspects, but the group leader who should have been furious or even crazy was unexpectedly silent.
The commotion that lasted for most of the day finally came to an end at dusk, and at this time, a report was delivered to the group leader's desk.
The air team sent out by the air force lost all information.
"The Spider Queen has indeed evolved again. She wiped out the entire air team, and I don't know what happened to her?"
The "leader" held his chin and thought for a while, then threw the report on the table.
At this time, the Air Corps was in a mess. Although most people's attention was still on this sudden zombie attack, some people had already turned their attention to the deaths of senior officials.
This is an opportunity for a power reshuffle. Some people may want to take advantage of the opportunity to climb up, or someone may have other ideas...
But among these people, there is no one who can really stand out immediately to challenge the leader, or even replace him.
The most important thing is that the impact of the zombie attack has not yet passed.
However, Ling Mo didn't want to bother dealing with something that was boring to him. He even closed the office and pretended to drop several teacups.
In this way, naturally no one would come to trouble him and offend him, the fake group leader.
"They should be here tonight, right? Just leave this kind of thing to them. The top management is almost dead. What the remaining people will choose depends on their deception." (To be continued...)
