In the deep alley, this spiritual power user was walking alone in the middle of the road, moving forward cautiously.
Although he was sensing by his mental power, looking at the messy small shops on both sides of the road, the ability user felt a little flustered in his heart.
Under the crooked containers, behind the dark brown blood-stained glass doors, there seemed to be something staring at him.
"It's okay, as long as I can sense their traces, my injury is worth it. Don't be nervous, just concentrate..."
The power user was meditating silently, but his expression suddenly changed, he turned his head slowly, and turned his eyes to a shop behind him.
Although it was only for a moment, he did seem to sense something...
In the dark, this small shop looked dead silent. Inside the broken window, a crooked model was staring at him blankly, with a few pieces of rags that could no longer be identified. When it is scraped, it will make a soft sound of "rushing" from time to time.
Next to it is the sliding door with only half left. When you look in, it is full of shadows deeper than the night.
The ability user looked at it for a while, and then looked at the street not far away.
Song Jinsen was still standing there, looking around with two guns in hand, and he seemed to be still in anger.
The power user hesitated for a moment, then swallowed his saliva and walked cautiously towards the shop.
To say that he is not afraid, it is fake, the blood on his face has not yet dried.
However, the other party's dodgy behavior gave the power user a lot of courage.
Ling Mo's attack just now seemed strange, but it was just a surprise. The pain is painful, but not serious.
This shows that his strength is strong. But it is also limited.
Not to mention their fear of this man. Mainly from the deaths of Ai Feng and No. 0.
Ai Feng did not speak for the time being. How powerful No. 0 is, most people have no idea at all.
Especially the people in the branch, they are almost the same as Mu Chen, they are completely looking at No. 0 as a pure high-power information processing switch.
Even if they heard at first glance that it has a very strong fighting ability, but how strong it is, these people do not know.
Even the slain Shen Le and the No. 1 experiment were just two names for them.
"Perhaps the surname Song deliberately exaggerated? Very likely. The experiment was killed, and of course the opponent was said that the stronger the better..."
While thinking about it, the power user stepped into the store.
click.
As he turned on the small flashlight in his hand, a figure suddenly appeared under the beam.
The power user was startled suddenly, but after a closer look, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
Just a dirty clothes steamer...
"Grass!"
The ability user muttered and cursed, if this were the case before, how could he be frightened by such a dead thing, but the experience of fighting against Ling Mo just left some shadows on him.
Didn't have time to feel it. It doesn't necessarily mean that there is no one...
But on the other hand, it can be sensed by him at this time. Most of them are Ling Mo's companions.
Thinking of this, the power user calmed down, turned his wrist, and carefully searched the house.
But the flashlight swept around, but nothing was gained.
"Impossible, it doesn't matter if you can't sense it, can you still sense something wrong?"
The power user 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 descended from above and quickly enlarged in his eyes.
And as soon as he opened his mouth, the shadow stabbed in directly, knocking him to the ground.
When he fell to the ground, a pair of feet also fell on his side.
The sniper rifle in Ye Lian's hand was stuck in this man's throat, and there was no murderous intent on his delicate face, and he was even a little dazed.
But the wide-eyed mental power user was full of horror and despair.
He guessed right, what was sensed was indeed Ling Mo's companion.
But he can't be happy!
Such a powerful concealment ability and instant explosive power, what is going on? !
Ye Lian didn't even look at him, she grabbed something from her backpack and threw it in his face.
The power user wanted to try to struggle, but he didn't expect that a mass of white flowers suddenly smashed into his face.
Before he could see clearly, the group of things directly covered it.
A suction suddenly came, and along with the horror that the brain was about to be sucked out of the nostrils, the power user felt that his wound was also frantically gushing out blood.
His eyes were suddenly stained with blood red...
The originally translucent "jellyfish" suddenly turned red.
Its thin "skin" is constantly stirring, and it seems to be sucking blood while sucking spiritual power.
And the ability user whose face was covered by it twitched all over, and after a while there was no movement.
Ye Lian stared blankly at the scene in front of her, and when the "jellyfish" stopped stirring, she bent down and gently grabbed it.
At this time, the "jellyfish" has returned to transparency, but the original slightly white appearance now has a faint trace of blood.
"Brother Ling said... help him save his mental power..." Ye Lian thought hard, "Blood... I didn't say that I should save it."
After hesitating for a few seconds, Ye Lian silently stuffed the "jellyfish" back into the backpack.
I didn't say to save it, but I didn't say that it could be sucked.
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At the same time, a power user who had just turned a corner suddenly had a flash in front of his eyes. He immediately raised his weapon vigilantly and stuck it to the wall, with blue veins bulging in his hands at the same time, as if he was waiting.
But a dark shadow suddenly appeared on the wall above his head and slowly approached him.
"If you dare to come out, I'll split you in half!" The power user thought nervously.
However, at this moment, a pair of hands suddenly appeared on both sides of his head.
The power user suddenly became tense, and his pupils shrank instantly.
Out of the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of a pair of tender, white hands that seemed to be boneless.
But on one of the beautiful wrists, a cold light stretched out and hooked his neck like a crescent moon.
A warm current suddenly appeared between his legs, and at the same time, another hot current sprayed out from his neck.
Bang!
The corpse was attached to the wall and slowly slumped to the ground, eyes wide open, covered in blood...
As these scattered Nirvana members fell one by one in different corners, Song Jinsen, who was waiting in place, finally realized 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 I said that I was searching nearby, and I could still hear shouts from time to time, such as "Come out!" "Don't hide!" and so on, why is it suddenly quiet now
Don't talk about shouting, there is no movement at all around.
Suddenly, a scream came from nearby, and then the sound of "pat-ta-ta-ta" quickly approached.
"Save..."
A figure with a bloody face rushed out of an alley. As soon as he saw Song Jinsen, he stretched out his hand and screamed: "Help! They are not running away! They are not running away!"
This person was clearly one of the two headquarters members just now, but at the moment he was covered in wounds and looked miserable.
Song Jinsen groaned in his heart, and before he could rush over, the figure suddenly froze as he ran forward.
He opened his mouth, his Adam's apple rolled, but made no sound.
Immediately afterwards, a little black gradually appeared on his chest.
As the black color gradually expanded, the man also crooked with a hint of disbelief, and fell down with a "bang".
Song Jinsen witnessed this scene, and his heart became cold little by little.
After the corpse fell, another figure had appeared not far away.
Calm eyes, slightly relaxed expression...
Even though we have only met once, this face has already impressed Song Jinsen deeply.
"Meet again." Ling Mo said.
"You guys..." The cigarette in Song Jinsen's mouth had burned to the butt, but he didn't even know it, he just kept staring at Ling Mo.
Several other figures also appeared nearby, but they were not one of the other eight people.
Song Jinsen's eyes slowly swept across these figures, and he said bitterly, "You are so yin..."