I don't know when she will shoot, I don't know where she will shoot...
Those with weaker psychological endurance might scare themselves to the point of collapse.
"Perverted hen, still playing this hand..."
Ling Mo has retreated to the corner at this moment. Although the sound of "swipe" in his ears is constant, Ling Mo's psychology is still quite calm.
This ultra-high speed won't last long, and the moment she attacks, the speed will slow down involuntarily.
Prepare, shoot, no matter what you do, you can't move fast.
Her speed is in her legs, not her hands.
Ling Mo had already observed it before the other party made a move, which was absolutely certain.
"when!"
Although Ling Mo couldn't use his mental tentacles, his mental reaction speed was still there.
When the opponent was instantly stagnant at the moment of the attack, Ling Mo immediately captured her movement trajectory.
The blades in their hands collided, but instead, the woman groaned and suffered a small loss.
"Isn't this person spiritual? Why is he so powerful! Could it be that he used to be a special force or something? But if he is real, he might have succeeded in the sneak attack just now!"
Although it is a reinforcement system, the advantage of the black cat is speed.
She has given herself such a pseudonym, and she has already put her supernatural characteristics on the bright side.
Fast, but not powerful. Although the blessing of speed will be a little more powerful than ordinary people, but there is still a gap with Ling Mo.
And what made her depressed was that it was this stagnation that Ling Mo actually seized the opportunity to rush over. And he slashed again on her arm quickly and ruthlessly.
The wound is not deep. But the black cat suddenly caught fire!
This is provocation and slap in the face! And it's too good to meet stitches. Isn't this guy nervous at all
But when she turned around to kill Ling Mo, the guy stuck to the wall again, waiting for her to attack.
Regardless of her fake moves or psychological tactics, Ling Mo ignored it.
He was engrossed in it, waiting for her strike that truly contained murderous intent.
"Why is this! Isn't this person spiritual!"
Hei Mao'er would never have thought that although Ling Mo has the identity of a human, his body has mutated almost to an ordinary zombie.
And the virus in his body. It is much more "advanced" than ordinary zombies.
Even, Ling Mo could smell the faint bloody smell in the air!
The two chased after each other and soon fell into a war of attrition.
But Ling Mo can afford it, but the black cat can't.
Her stamina was rapidly declining, but Ling Mo looked at him with ease.
"If it wasn't for him to give him a smack as soon as he came..."
The black cat touched the back of the neck again. The tactical knife had its own blood slot, and the blood hadn't stopped until now.
Now her back is almost stained with blood. But even Ling Mo's skin hasn't even scratched the slightest!
"Dead pervert!"
The black cat cursed again in her heart, and she gritted her teeth sharply. His legs, which had already been swollen, began to bulge again.
"Yo, this is going to be desperate..."
Ling Mo also felt the change in the black cat. The enhancement system power user is simply raising the limit of the human body, and if it is too much, it will hurt himself.
Going too far can leave sequelae, or even permanent trauma.
This point does not need to be taught by anyone, you can feel it yourself, it can be regarded as an instinct.
But her stamina has obviously dropped a lot, and in this case, she needs to strengthen it...
"But I also have a back-up plan..."
After Ling Mo was taken aback, he calmed down by touching the medicine in his pocket.
But just when the two were holding back their energy at the same time, a loud noise suddenly came from Ling Mo's side.
A large amount of mental energy exploded instantly, Ling Mo and Hei Mao'er were dizzy at the same time and rolled to the ground.
A gap like a black hole appeared out of thin air on the wall, and in the gap, a blood-red knife light flashed away.
Then came out of the gap a girl with a sickle and a weird smile on her face.
In fact, even without this smile, her way of appearing is already weird enough.
As soon as Shana appeared, she couldn't wait to lick her lips: "I'll come over as soon as I smell the blood."
"… "
Ling Mo stared at her with wide eyes, and the first sentence was: "Where's Nana?"
"Don't worry, I can't be absorbed here, but it makes me very uncomfortable, I almost suffered a loss."
Shana smiled, and Nana's double image flashed on her body for a moment.
It's okay not to be separated...
but…
Ling Mo turned his head to look at the gap. Although the gap was being closed, it was clearly Nana's handwriting.
Those mental powers that have just been absorbed, I don't know what has become at the other end of the gap...
"Hmph, as much as he absorbs, I'll make him spit it out."
Shana, who overlapped, clenched the handle of the knife and smiled beautifully.
Seeing another enemy suddenly appear, the black cat's eyes widened.
"you… "
According to the information, there is only Ling Mo, a spiritual power user, among them. But in this "field", perception is impossible to use.
But there are people who can directly tear open the spiritual world...
Besides, it still smells like this? !
Before she could think about it, Shana walked over slowly: "Say hello, you are mine."
"Who is yours!"
When Shana approached, the black cat suddenly felt a great pressure!
She got up quickly and instantly disappeared into the passage.
This is not really disappearing, but the speed is so fast that it cannot be caught by the naked eye.
Shana stood in the center of the passage, a strand of long hair fluttering slightly beside her cheeks, and her expression looked very indifferent.
Only the faint smile on the corner of his mouth was full of desire for battle and blood.
Shana at this time is very much like when Ling Mo first met her...
"Well, I'll kill her first! Just watch!"
The black cat's voice seemed to sound from all directions, which was enough to bring a lot of mental stress to people.
But whether it was Shana or Ling Mo, their expressions didn't change at all.
Shana didn't even wait for the black cat to shoot, she sniffed, suddenly raised the sickle, and rushed forward, the blade cut a beautiful and graceful half-moon by her side.
"Pfft!"
A large plume of blood immediately burst open in the void, and then a figure fell out.
Shana had already turned around, her slightly red eyes looked at the pale black cat through the blood rain: "It's just running faster, you still want to kill my brother Ling? Or am I? Come and play with you."
Saying that, with the tip of the knife down, Shana has already rushed over with a chuckle.
The black cat's pupils shrank immediately, and he quickly accelerated and fled away.
One of them was as fast as the wind, while the other looked relaxed and casual, and the ground was covered in blood as they fled and chased.
"It's obviously a head-scratcher, but I actually found an upright excuse!"
Ling Mo's eyes widened, watching Shana keep chasing back and forth...
When the black cat meets Shana, even if it is bad luck.
Shana is an authentic leader-level zombie, and she is much more sensitive to the smell of blood than Ling Mo.
She didn't need to look at it at all, she knew where the black cat was just by smelling it.
No matter how fast she is, no matter how hard she tries to improve, she can't escape Shana's sickle.
If Shana used a short weapon, she might suffer a bit of a loss, but a long sickle would be perfect for dealing with black cats.
Shana's attack forced the other party to have no time to spare. It didn't take long before she picked up a man covered in blood and returned to Ling Mo.
Seeing this woman gnashing her teeth and staring at him, Ling Mo crouched down and asked, "Who are you? Are you from the F regiment?"
"Go to hell!" The black cat stared at him and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"I have no grudge against you, right?" Ling Mo frowned and said.
Although the other party is definitely here for profit, but for the sake of profit, he fights for this...
I don't know if it's her persistence or sadness.
"Say these are useful..."
Just as Hei Mao'er's hand quietly grabbed something, Ling Mo grabbed his arm.
"what is this?"
Ling Mo took the small bottle back and shook it in front of him.
The black cat's eyes instantly turned dark.