swoosh—
Li Hao immediately turned around and looked in the direction of the raincoat man.
In the darkness, he faintly heard a sound...
What happened to the raincoat man? How is the situation
Although I always turn on the pretentious mode, I still wear a raincoat, a cos perverted butcher, and I am not very obedient...
But he is indeed powerful!
Those two kitchen knives don't know how many heads of zombies have been lost, and with his gloomy image, he is also a very distinctive character in the ninth detachment.
But it's only been less than two minutes, how can I hear his screams...
Didn't he show his strength? Or is his image of being very powerful at first sight without causing any psychological pressure to the opponent
Things... what's going on!
"Gollum..."
Li Hao swallowed his saliva, held a gun, and walked over there little by little.
However, just a few steps away, a soft "bang" sounded not far behind him.
"Who!"
Li Hao immediately turned around and looked vigilantly at the place full of containers.
Behind the smashed and deformed container, there seems to be a vague figure...
Through the night vision goggles, everything he can see is covered with a layer of green, and in this atmosphere at this moment, the feeling is even more strange.
The man in gray upstairs, the man in the raincoat who disappeared into the darkness, and the peaked cap who was dragged into the depths early on.
The companions disappeared one by one, and in the blink of an eye, it seemed as if he was the only one left in the basement.
And even worse. Until now. He didn't even see the mastermind behind the scenes!
This feeling. It was as if they were led to a dark stage, while Ling Mo hid behind the camera and watched them, directing them to play according to his own script with a grim smile on his face.
The end is doomed to death.
But even if he wanted to resist, he couldn't blow up the screen with one punch and pull Ling Mo out from behind the scenes...
Could this figure appearing now be Ling Mo? Has he... finally couldn't hold back
"who is it?"
Li Hao slowly moved his footsteps, getting closer to the other party little by little.
There are light spots left by mental fluctuations everywhere. It's impossible to judge for a while.
In the blink of an eye, a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
In the night vision goggles, the green figure seemed to be lying on the container with difficulty, reaching out a hand and shaking it towards him.
"Blood?"
The hand was covered in blood, and it was still reaching up as best it could.
Suddenly, he saw a bloody bandage.
"Is it Old Tang?!"
Li Hao suddenly shuddered, but he still vigilantly walked around from the side, and then suddenly appeared, aiming the muzzle of the gun at the exposed figure.
This pig's head that looks like it's dying... No... This face really is Old Tang!
His peaked cap was gone. It is estimated that it was lost in the process of being dragged, revealing a bald pointed head.
"Old Tang!"
Li Hao quickly glanced around. Then he squatted in front of Lao Tang, lowered his voice and asked, "How are you?"
This old Tang has many injuries on his body, and it seems that his life is not long.
Seeing him struggling to open a gap in his swollen eyes to look at himself, Li Hao hurriedly asked, "Where's Ling Mo?"
It was almost impossible for Lao Tang to go out alive like this. While he seemed to be still awake, he quickly asked what happened.
"Cuckoo..."
Old Tang grabbed Li Hao's wrist, he looked like he was about to burp, but he was very strong, and his fingernails seemed to be digging into Li Hao's flesh.
"Come on, what about that bastard named Ling Mo?"
"Cuckoo..."
Old Tang almost fell into Li Hao's arms. He seemed to have no words to speak, so he was trying his best to get close to Li Hao's ear.
Li Hao hurriedly leaned over: "You said..."
"Giggle... Ling Mo he..."
Suddenly, Lao Tang's voice became smooth: "Isn't he right in front of you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Hao suddenly felt a sharp pain in his ears.
At the same time, Lao Tang's hands suddenly turned into iron claws, and his nails digged deeply into his flesh.
And his other hand stretched out directly to Li Hao's belly, looking at the posture that he was going to disembowel him on the spot.
"what!"
Li Hao screamed, and at the juncture of life and death, his pistol had already landed on Lao Tang's body, and he fired n shots.
The impact of the bullet caused a slight deviation in Lao Tang's movements. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Li Hao rolled and crawled away from Lao Tang and aimed the pistol at his head.
He grinned and raised his hand and touched it, and found that most of his ears were almost torn off, and blood was dripping all over his body.
There were five deep blood holes on the wrist, and the blood on Lao Tang's palm was also mixed.
"you… "
Li Hao was in a cold sweat from the pain, he gritted his teeth and insisted, staring at Lao Tang fiercely.
This old Tang has many wounds on his body, how can he get so much strength!
If he hadn't reacted quickly and acted decisively, he would have killed him by now!
"What are you..."
Seeing Li Hao trembling with anger, Old Tang, who could no longer get up, smiled easily, and even stretched his waist.
There were n blood holes opened in his body, and his back was almost a piece of blood, and the internal organs were even more messed up.
But with a fatal injury, there was no fear on the pig-headed face.
In other words... that face was so blank that there was no change in expression at all!
"Hey, I still failed. As expected, being a spy is easy to assassinate, and non-professionals can't easily imitate it..."
Old Tang touched his bald head and said with a big tongue.
This tone, this way of speaking...
No matter how incredible Li Hao felt, he had to react at this moment.
The person in front of him is not Old Tang at all!
Can…
Li Hao felt that his head had become a mess. He faintly felt as if he had grasped some key point, but he still couldn't figure it out for a while!
"However, my acting skills are still good, right? There is no pressure to win a Cassio Award or something, hahaha..."
Old Tang spat out a mouthful of blood and stared at Li Hao with a smile: "To be honest, after observing you at close range, I suddenly made a new discovery.
Whether it's an Air Force regiment or a force, it's just a group of people. At first glance, it seems to be very powerful, but if you look at it separately, it is just a survivor. To put it bluntly, it is bullying others, hoping to bully other survivors by fighting in groups. But once they come up one by one to fight each other, they will be exposed immediately. "
"Don't equate us with the kind of illegal organization you talk about! You... you are... "
Li Hao's fingers can be buckled at any time, but at this time Lao Tang collapsed, it was of little significance.
This guy has shown that he is not afraid of death!
"Don't stammer." "Old Tang" said, "Let's fight with you this time. In fact, it's quite rewarding for me. I have tried new fighting methods, and I have a deeper understanding of my own strength. By the way, I also exercised…”
"How did you do it! Did you hypnotize Lao Tang? Or did you use your mental power to suggest something to him?"
Li Hao interrupted Lao Tang abruptly and roared sharply.
"I'm really impatient, but..."
Old Tang smiled and said, "Do you think I will tell you?"
Saying that, he threw out a black thing.
Upon seeing this, Li Hao was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously reached out and touched his waist.
"You put the liaison..."
Looking at the obviously crushed waste, Li Hao was almost dazed by the blood that rushed to the top of his head.
"It's really a shame that you can still use the same method twice, isn't it shameful?"
Careless! Shaded again!
No matter how much information he collects, he will still be turned around by him!
Old Tang... No, Ling Mo's ridicule is not arrogance, he has not used the same method on them!
It is because of this that they are played by this guy again and again!
"Hehe... It's really amazing... But since you can replace Lao Tang and control him, why didn't you do it earlier?"
Li Hao asked, breathing heavily.