"Why... why?"
The middle-aged man didn't want to be led by the nose, but his head was almost flat after being stepped on, so he could only ask with a shiver.
"Because, like you, he has provoked people who shouldn't be provoked."
These words sounded familiar, and at this moment, they sounded sarcastic.
"what do you mean?"
The man under the hood shook his head with a tut, and suddenly lowered his voice, but said to the middle-aged man clearly, "Didn't you want to peel me off?"
boom!
These words were like a heavy punch that slammed into the middle-aged man's heart.
He instantly widened his eyes and tightened his body.
Of course he won't forget the words that came out of his mouth just a minute ago!
But this person in front of me...
"You... Who are you?!"
The answer is about to come out, but even at this moment, middle-aged people still feel that this is too nonsense!
The figure that gathered the eyes of the whole group, the guy who was regarded as "credit" by many people...
Could he be right here, right by his side? !
And... the person in front of him, no matter how you look at it, is Li Hao!
correct…
No one knows what his power is.
Is it possible for a spiritual power user to completely control another body
As soon as the idea came up, the middle-aged man seemed to have caught something...
But he still couldn't believe it until the man said: "Don't you want me to watch my women die in front of me one by one?"
It's him!
The tidal wave of panic immediately drowned the middle-aged man.
Seeing this "Li Hao". It turned out to be Ling Mo!
Nothing is more hair-raising than this!
A powerful psychic. If he didn't stand on the opposite side of the Air Corps. It might even be used as a target of solicitation.
But unfortunately, from the moment One Eye pulled the trigger, the hostile relationship was already doomed.
The Air Force regiment just wanted to kill him to save the lost face, and Ling Mo would never accept the enemy's solicitation. The conflict between them has been irreconcilable since that moment.
But a guy who can manipulate others, or even use it as a clone...
This kind of person, at least a middle-aged person, will never allow him to stay by his side. Become a member of the same faction as yourself!
He can manipulate others today, and maybe he can turn himself into a puppet tomorrow.
Although Yin Jie has a similar ability, it has considerable limitations, and this guy...
He really couldn't think of how the other party manipulated Li Hao and deceived him!
That look like being stared at by a poisonous snake is not an illusion...
The middle-aged man couldn't help trembling when he thought of how he had arrogantly preached in front of Ling Mo twice about how to torture him and kill him!
late... it's all late...
When he said those words, Ling Mo was already staring at him.
And now, when the Air Regiment is suddenly thrown into chaos. He took his chance...
"Looks like you've guessed it..."
"You are... You are Ling Mo! You are that damn kid!"
The middle-aged man stretched out his hand diligently, as long as he grabbed the walkie-talkie. As long as he can roar out a word... No, even if it's just a few words!
"You are so courageous, you dare to come to our air force regiment, so the information you said is also fake, right? No... Since the clone is here, the main body is definitely not far away... "
The middle-aged man kept talking, trying to distract Ling Mo's attention: "Think you have a chance to win? You idiot! To us, you're just a little trash, we don't need to spend any money to clean you up. How hard..."
"Oh… "
Ling Mo lengthened his tone and sneered: "You keep looking down on ordinary people, but in fact, aren't you also ordinary people who you rely on? Without those more than 1,000 ordinary soldiers, you high-ranking people are considered birds?"
"What right do you have to look down on ordinary people? Have a gun in your hand? Have a plane? That's a piece of shit!"
"What I don't like is the things like you who think you step on other people's heads and think you're better than others!"
"If you step on your feet, it's not all garbage!"
"It's you who are naive, do you think it's the past? Be the boss everywhere!"
He was scolded by Ling Mo, but his tone was quite indifferent, each word was like a slap in the face, and the face of the middle-aged man was swollen.
With red eyes, he stretched out his hand vigorously.
Coming soon... Fingers have reached it!
"You... cough..." The middle-aged man suddenly burst into ecstasy and cursed, "Bastard, you have to shy..."
However, at this moment, he suddenly felt the top of his head loosen, and before he could react, a huge force slammed into his head.
Looking at the blood spilling under his feet, Ling Mo sneered in his heart: "Idiot, I'm a spiritual power user, do you really think I don't know if there is a little movement?"
He jumped down quickly, took out the walkie-talkie, and put the pistol in his pocket.
After wiping the soles of his feet on the carpet, the guy came out of the office as if nothing had happened.
Inside the room, the middle-aged man was lying on the table, and the table was dyed red with blood.
And at the moment when the door was pulled, as if an invisible hand was fiddling, the small anti-lock button inside the door slowly turned around.
click-
The door was locked, and Ling Mo had already pulled up his hood and walked towards the next target.
It took less than three minutes before and after, and he had already solved one by surprise.
Let the Air Force Corps be in chaos on the outside, and kill the first villain on the inside.
These people are the ones who really threaten him and kill him.
Bypassing the bayonet they held in their hands and directly attacking those wielding the bayonet, this was Ling Mo's plan...
The walkie-talkie in his hand allowed Ling Mo to successfully grasp the current position of some people on the "must-kill list" through those high-level conversations.
In just over ten minutes, this figure has entered and exited several offices.
No one found out and no one realized...
At this moment, the big head was wiping the cold sweat on his head and ran up the stairs through the corridor.
The group of zombies that suddenly appeared brought a lot of trouble to the Air Force regiment.
As soon as the zombies entered the airport, they flew to the security team, grabbed the iron pipe thrown before, and then fiercely beat the soldiers who were screaming back and flew out, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.
They are too fast and much more cunning than the average zombie.
Now, some zombies have approached the building under the cover of the same kind, and have broken through the strict defenses and appeared in the lobby downstairs.
Although it is impossible for them to attack, this matter has to be reported to the head of the regiment immediately.
And one more important thing...
There is no news of the convoy that went to hunt down Ling Mo, and the air team encountered a serious trouble...
We must notify the head of the group as soon as possible, and arrest that young man Baiji immediately!
House arrest is too cheap for him!
However, just as he passed the corner of the stairs, a figure suddenly fell from the top of his head.
Just as the big head saw the other's face in horror, the pair of iron pincer-like arms had already wrapped around his neck.
"you… "
As soon as he opened his mouth to say a word, his neck was already twisted.
Dragging his big head up the stairs, Ling Mo directly opened the bathroom door and dragged the guy in.
However, as soon as the door was closed, Ling Mo felt something was wrong.
With a "crack" in his heart, he turned around quickly.
Next to the urinal, a guy with a blushing face, as if the pipes are not very smooth, is staring at himself dully...
And what surprised Ling Mo the most was that this product was actually his next target.
The leader of the air regiment, the biggest target of the beheading operation, the regiment commander...
Ling Mo didn't expect to meet this guy so coincidentally under such circumstances...
After all, this is just a clone, Ling Mo's main body's sensing ability is not strong, let alone clone.
Originally, the zombie's nose is still very smart, but he is not a professional zombie, and he is also dragging a "human" corpse in his hand.
If the head of the regiment really urinated, he might have noticed it. The problem is...
The two looked at each other in this strange and embarrassing situation, and then the head of the regiment slowly moved his gaze down to the big head...