Chapter six hundred and fifty-four discolored jellyfish
In the deep alley, this psychic psychic was walking alone in the middle of the road, moving forward cautiously.
Although he relied on his mental power to sense it, looking at the messy small shops on both sides of the road, the superhuman felt a little panicked.
Under those rickety containers and behind the glass doors stained with dark brown blood, something always seemed to be staring at him.
"It's okay. As long as I can sense their traces, my injuries will be worth it. Don't be nervous and concentrate..."
The superpower was reciting silently, but suddenly his expression changed. He slowly turned his head and turned his gaze to a shop at the side and rear.
Although it was only for a moment, he did seem to sense something...
In the darkness, this small shop looked dead. In the broken window, a crooked model was staring blankly at him. There were a few pieces of rags on his body that could no longer be recognized. It was blown away by the wind.
When scraped, it will make a soft "squeaking" sound from time to time.
Next to it is a sliding door with only half left. When you look inside, you can see shadows darker than the night.
The superpower looked for a while, then looked at the street not far away.
Song Jinsen was still standing there, looking around with two guns in his hand, and it seemed that he was still angry.
The superhuman hesitated for a moment, then swallowed and cautiously walked towards the shop.
To say he wasn't afraid would be a lie. The blood on his face hadn't dried yet.
However, the opponent's evasive behavior gave the superpower a lot of courage.
Ling Mo's attack just now seemed strange, but it was just to catch someone off guard. It hurt, but it wasn't serious.
This shows that even if his strength is strong, it is still limited.
Besides, their fear of this person mainly comes from the deaths of Ai Feng and No. 0.
Ai Feng aside, most people have no idea how powerful No. 0 is.
Especially the people in the branch, almost all of them, like Mu Chen, regarded No. 0 as a pure high-power information processing switch.
Even though they heard at first that it had extremely strong fighting capabilities, these people didn't know exactly how strong it was.
Even the killed Shen Le and Experiment No. 1 were just two names to them.
"Perhaps Song was exaggerating on purpose? It's very possible. The experimental subject was killed, and of course the opponent was said to be stronger..."
The superhuman thought as he stepped into the shop.
Click.
As he turned on the small flashlight in his hand, a figure suddenly appeared in the beam.
The superhuman was startled for a moment, but after taking a closer look, he breathed a long sigh of relief.
It's just a dirty steamer...
"Grass!"
The superpower muttered and cursed. How could he have been frightened by such a dead thing before? However, the experience of fighting Ling Mo just now still left some shadows on him.
Just because I didn't have time to sense it doesn't necessarily mean there's no one around...
But on the other hand, those who can be sensed by him at this time are probably Ling Mo's companions.
Thinking of this, the superpower calmed down his mood, turned his wrist, and searched the house carefully.
But I scanned around with the flashlight, but found nothing.
"It's impossible. Even if it can't be sensed, is there still something wrong with the sensing?"
The supernatural being frowned and stood in the middle of the shop with a puzzled look on his face.
Kaka.
A slight sound suddenly came from above his head, and he subconsciously raised his head and looked at the ceiling.
brush!
A black shadow came down from above and quickly enlarged in his eyes.
And as soon as he opened his mouth, the black shadow stabbed him directly in, knocking him to the ground.
As he fell to the ground, a pair of feet fell beside him.
The sniper rifle in Ye Lian's hand was pressed against the man's throat. There was no trace of murderous intent on his delicate face, and he was even a little confused.
But the wide-eyed psychic psychic was filled with horror and despair.
He guessed correctly, the one who was sensed was indeed Ling Mo's companion.
But he couldn't be happy!
What's going on with such powerful concealment ability and instantaneous explosive power?!
Ye Lian didn't even look at him. He grabbed something from his backpack and threw it towards his face.
The superhuman still wanted to struggle, but unexpectedly a ball of white stuff suddenly hit him in the face.
Before he could see clearly, the mass covered him directly.
A suction force suddenly came out, and along with the terrifying feeling that his brain was about to be sucked out of his nostrils, the superhuman felt his wounds also spurting out streams of blood crazily.
His eyes were suddenly stained with blood red...
The originally translucent "jellyfish" suddenly turned red.
Its thin "skin" is constantly stirring, as if it is sucking in both spiritual power and blood.
The person with the superpower whose face was wrapped by it twitched all over, and after a while there was no movement.
Ye Lian stared blankly at the scene in front of her. When the "jellyfish" stopped stirring, she bent down and gently grabbed it.
At this time, the "jellyfish" has returned to transparency, but its originally slightly white appearance now has a faint trace of blood.
"Brother Ling said... to help him save his spiritual power..." Ye Lian thought hard, "Blood... didn't say to save it."
After hesitating for a few seconds, Ye Lian silently stuffed the "jellyfish" back into his backpack.
I didn’t say it was necessary to save it, but I didn’t say it couldn’t be sucked either.
…
At the same time, a supernatural user who had just turned a corner was suddenly confused. He immediately raised his weapon vigilantly and pressed it against the wall, with veins bulging in his hands at the same time, as if he was ready for battle.
But a black shadow suddenly appeared on the wall above his head and slowly approached him.
"If you dare to come out, I will split you in half!" The superhuman thought nervously.
However, at this moment, a pair of hands suddenly appeared on both sides of his head.
The supernatural being's body immediately tensed up, and his pupils shrank instantly.
What I caught a glimpse of from the corner of my eye was a pair of soft, white hands that looked as if they were boneless.
But on one of the beautiful wrists, a cold light extended out and hooked his neck like a crescent moon.
A stream of warmth suddenly appeared between his legs, and at the same time, another stream of heat spurted out from his neck.
Bang!
The corpse was pressed against the wall and slowly collapsed to the ground, its eyes wide open and covered in blood...
As these scattered Nirvana members fell down in different corners one by one, Song Jinsen, who was waiting at the same spot, finally noticed something was wrong.
The anger after being tricked gradually calmed down, and Song Jinsen began to feel that these people had been gone for too long...
And after I said I was searching the area, I could still hear shouts from time to time, such as "Come out!" "Stop hiding!" and so on. Why did it suddenly become quiet now?
Not to mention shouting, there was no movement at all around here.
Suddenly, a scream came from nearby, and then the sound of "plop-pap-pap-pap" quickly approached.
"save……"
A figure with a face covered in blood rushed out of an alley. As soon as he saw Song Jinsen, he struggled and stretched out his hand, shouting sternly: "Help! They are not running away! They are not running away!"
This man turned out to be one of the two headquarters members just now, but now he was covered in wounds and looked very miserable.
Song Jinsen's heart thumped. Before he could rush over, the figure suddenly froze while running forward.
His mouth was open, his Adam's apple rolled, but he didn't make any sound.
Immediately afterwards, a little black gradually appeared on his chest.
As the blackness slowly expanded, the man's feet swayed, with a hint of disbelief, and he fell down with a "bang".
Song Jinsen witnessed this scene, and his heart became cold little by little.
After the body fell, another figure had appeared not far away.
Calm eyes, slightly relaxed expression...
Although they had only met once, Song Jinsen's face had already left a deep impression on him.
"We meet again." Ling Mo said.
"You guys..." The cigarette in Song Jinsen's mouth had burned to the butt, but he didn't seem to know it and just stared at Ling Mo.
Several other figures also appeared nearby, but they were not among the other eight people.
Song Jinsen's eyes slowly swept over these figures, and said bitterly: "You are so shady..." (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!
ps: I am seriously acclimatized to this sad rhythm~