Chapter eight hundred and seventieth quietly approaching voice
The riot... ended after five minutes.
Ling Mo controlled the corpse puppet and clapped his hands... These murderous weapons were completely stained with blood at this time. Even the fingers were covered with plasma, and there were even some horrifying things...
...Coupled with the pungent smell of blood, Ling Mo finally couldn't help but thought to himself: "This really feels like a rhapsody in a dark shop..."
As for the dagger he held in his hand before, it has completely disappeared now. It is probably either in the abdominal cavity of some corpse or submerged in a pool of blood.
But then he turned his attention to his side and rear. Behind several corpses, a tall and thick man was holding the table leg and crying... He was frightened. No matter who saw the dignity of the corpse doll,
, as well as the tragic situation on the ground, will probably give rise to the same emotions.
As the vanguard of the Falcons, these people are not all equipped with special skills, but their most basic survivability is not weak. However, during the unarmed meeting, they suddenly encountered a "monster" who only came out halfway.
This was still beyond their response range. Especially when one of Ling Mo's arms had been beaten to pieces but he was still as brave as a zombie, most people's resistance psychology was already weak to the extreme.
However, compared with speed... there is only one door in the middle. This corpse is a barrier, and more than a dozen people want to rush through?
After this sneak attack on the conference room, the lifespan of this zombie has almost come to an end. Even if the physical injuries can be recovered, the internal collapse trend cannot be stopped. Compared to normal zombies
, the nature of this corpse doll is more similar to a disposable bomb... the kind that does not leave any trace of corpse destruction.
"Don't come here..." The big man looked burly, but one of his legs had been twisted in the opposite direction, and he was dragging his lower body to hide under the table. "What the hell are you!" He suddenly went crazy.
He yelled, "You can't live without a human body. Who are you? Are you a monster created by the second camp? Do you think killing us like this will be useful? Let me tell you, the second camp..."
He yelled while retreating. In the middle of the roar, he suddenly kicked out the stool beside him, then immediately grabbed the edge of the table and climbed up without looking back. Then he rolled towards the door, dragging one leg.
It can also explode with such speed, which shows its strong desire to survive.
However, Ling Mo just swayed slightly and avoided the stool.
"As long as I can escape..."
The big man struggled to hold down a body beneath him, and then reached out to grab the door handle.
However, at this moment, his whole body stiffened, and his eyes became gray.
The corpse puppet's blood-stained palm grasped the doorknob before him. Then the stiff voice appeared above his head again: "Don't be nervous."
"..." The big man didn't move, but an extra layer of sweat suddenly appeared on his face that was already sweating.
"If you start a fight with the second camp, I'm afraid you won't be merciful to your former comrades, right? I can understand those people below, after all, they all follow orders. But you... are all decision-makers
Or." The cold voice continued.
The big man trembled and said, "What do you want to do?"
"Actually, I already know everything I want to know. The only thing I want to ask you is: Why can you force Yu Wenxuan to submit?" Ling Mo asked.
The man who survived to the end was one of the two people who had talked outside before, and it was he who mentioned this.
Only then did the man understand the reason why he was alive until now. He was stunned for a moment, and then he became uncontrollably excited. There is help! Since he is still valuable, then the other party...
"I'll give you a second to think about it, or you'll die if you don't tell me." Ling Mo pressed his palm on the other person's head without hesitation.
The thick plasma dripped down his forehead, instantly destroying any trace of luck that had just surfaced in the big man.
"I said it, I said it! Don't kill me!" The big man screamed in horror. He pressed his whole body against the door involuntarily, but with double sound insulation and excellent effect, the guards guarding outside could not hear it at all.
Movement. In other words, even if they hear some noise occasionally, they will consciously avoid it, but come closer and listen carefully...
"This is the consequence of being a thief in someone else's house..." Ling Mo thought to himself, patting his hand casually, "Speak quickly."
"This...this has something to do with Ling Mo..."
As soon as the big man opened his mouth, Ling Mo was stunned. Why does this have anything to do with him again?
Ordinarily, he tried his best to save himself, but not only that, he also caused considerable losses to Counselor Wang... However, as the big man narrated, Ling Mo's face gradually darkened.
"Currently...although Ling Mo has escaped...but his whereabouts are still under control...the people in the second camp don't know where they are...so the initiative is still in our hands. We can even claim that Ling Mo has been captured."
We have it under control... In the past two days, the second camp found an excuse to go to the oil depot. After coming back, I heard that Yu Wenxuan lost his temper and almost came to trouble Captain Qi..." After saying this intermittently, the big man
Suddenly he was startled. Cold sweat started flowing down again.
Could it be that...this is Yu Wenxuan's revenge? No way! He doesn't know where Ling Mo is yet...
And this big man is half-aware of "qingren". He knows that besides Ling Mo, the person Yu Wenxuan cares about the most is his only relative. The woman who follows Ling Mo every step of the way should also be in the same situation.
It's the same. You have to avoid using weapons to throw rats! You can't be so crazy!
Regardless of the various conjectures in the big man's mind, Ling Mo fell into silence for a moment.
"So my escape was actually part of the plan... No wonder Staff Wang didn't try his best. In addition to conserving strength, this is probably one of the reasons..."
The big man who shivered secretly for a while didn't see Ling Mo speak for a long time, and the palm on his head didn't move. In the unbearable situation, he finally mustered up the courage to ask: "Can... can you not kill me? Please! I
I’ve told you everything I can tell you, if you have anything else you want to ask..."
"Do you know about designing Ling Mo?" Ling Mo interrupted the man's yelling coldly.
"No...not sure..." the big man replied with difficulty.
"It's a pity that your mental reaction shows that you are well informed."
Along with a cold snort, there was a crisp "click" sound from the big man's neck. His eyes immediately widened, his mouth opened and he roared silently, and his whole body fell down as Ling Mo let go.
, fell heavily onto another corpse.
"The surname is Wang, and the entire core of Falcon... This is the first great gift I give you."
Looking back at the bloody conference room, Ling Mo picked up a knife from the wall, wiped it on his sleeve, and opened the door with his backhand...
At the same time, in the wilderness, Ye Lian and others had completely filled up the traps.
Although it seems to be just a thin layer of branches, just by looking at the way they throw it, you can tell that the toughness is definitely not low.
"How about it, who will be the first to go up and cut the ribbon?" Wang Lin was eager to give it a try. Although she did not participate, she could be considered a senior member of the crowd who had watched from the beginning to now, and it was inevitable that she was a little excited at this time.
Naturally, this sentence was met with a blank stare from Yu Shiran, but after seeing this little girl's habit of talking to herself, she convinced herself in a self-comforting way.
What’s wrong with a little lunatic? If someone doesn’t take medicine, why don’t you take medicine yourself?
It was another person who spoke. Shana glanced at her and said, "What's the rush? Wait until the patrol team changes guard."
"How long will this take..." Wang Lin was a little anxious.
Ling Mo, who had been sitting in the back, suddenly said: "Actually, it has already started..."
After he finished speaking, he closed his eyes again and rested his mind.
"Why are you pretending to be mysterious..." Wang Lin couldn't help but stick out his tongue at him.
Ling Mo, with his eyes closed, secretly had a headache. How could he be pretending? He had been controlling the corpse puppet for a long time, and he was so tired! He was tired, but not his body...
But the strangest thing is that the voice ringing in my mind seems to have become a little closer during this period of time...
