Hearing the survivor's suppressed screams, Ling Mo did not stop Shana, but opened the kettle and immediately began to clean his eyes.
Although he can completely see the surrounding situation through Shana and Ye Lian's field of vision, the situation in this bar is unknown, and it is necessary to restore his vision as soon as possible.
As for this survivor, he hurt himself and deserved to suffer a little.
It was not until Ling Mo washed his eyes that the survivor was finally relieved from the constant pain.
When Ling Mo looked at him with a pair of red eyes, the survivor's hair was already wet with cold sweat, and the originally handsome face was also distorted due to pain. His screams can draw out the zombies far away on the street.
"Okay, Shana, let him go." Ling Mo's words were like an amnesty for the survivor. He looked up at Shana with fear and vigilance in his eyes.
This girl looked like she didn't use all her strength, but she almost broke his feet when she stepped on it. This kind of strange power is simply not something ordinary people can have.
And just now, she didn't shoot too early or too late, and her strength was very stable. If she used a little too much force, it is estimated that he would have already made his move.
After listening to Ling Mo's words, Shana gave the survivor a cold look, and slowly put down the long knife in her hand.
The survivor's body tensed immediately, and a stern look flashed in his eyes, but before he could make any action, he saw a black shadow flash in front of him, and a fist hit his right eye directly. At the same time as he groaned, the weapon in his hand was snatched away by Ling Mo.
At the first sight of this weapon, Ling Mo couldn't help but his eyelids jumped, thinking in his heart, this is really a ruthless person...
It wasn't really a weapon, to be exact, just a kitchen sharpening stick that was purposely sharpened. The quality of something like this is adequate, but the tip is not sharp. The young man didn't know how much time it took to grind the top into flakes, and the entire sharpening stick was covered with zombie blood. According to the super vitality of the virus, if such a sharpening stick is used to fight against survivors, it only needs to scratch a little skin of the other party, which is enough to infect the other party.
Obviously, this hand is specially made to prepare for the fight against the survivors.
Looking at the survivor again, Ling Mo's punch directly smashed him to the ground, while Ye Lian silently raised his foot and stepped on his wrist. The pain was even more severe than before, making him feel like a shrimp. curled up.
Shana's attack just now was just out of her own will, but now it's controlled by Ling Mo.
At first, the survivor's attack could be said to be unintentional, but when he told Shana to let go of this person, he obviously had plans to continue rushing up. If Ling Mo's reaction was slower just now, this virus-stained weapon only had to scratch him, and it might have brought him a great threat.
Ling Mo is never soft-hearted towards those who have the intention of attacking him.
The survivor was very tough. Although the pain caused his whole body to bow, he still did not scream.
Judging from his stature, he was probably a young man in his early twenties, wearing a dirty men's jacket, a pair of sneakers on his feet, and a mess of short hair that he hadn't washed for a long time.
However, the sharp chin and the tight, chapped lips made Ling Mo immediately judge him: this is a handsome little white face.
"Okay." After letting Ye Lian let go of him, Ling Mo squatted down and put the sharpening stick on the survivor's neck.
This action made the survivor who was about to struggle immediately froze, and he was well aware of the lethality of the sharpening stick.
"What do you want to do?" He looked at Ling Mo vigilantly, with a nervous tone, "I didn't mean to attack you."
"But you just did it on purpose." Ling Mo said coldly.
A strange look flashed in the man's eyes, and he said, "I just want to escape alive."
"Bullshit, you must live in this bar and run away?" Ling Mo sneered, this man's skills are good, but his lies are too clumsy. No one would go into such a bar on purpose to hunt zombies, let alone in Ling Mo's opinion, I am afraid that apart from the two zombies who entered under his deliberate control today, this bar should not even see a single hair of the zombies. root. From this point of view, it is actually a good place to live.
But as soon as he finished speaking, Ling Mo suddenly thought of something strange. He took a deep look at the man and asked suddenly, "You want to lead us out? Why, there are other people here?"
When he said this, Ling Mo raised his head and glanced at Ye Lian.
Ye Lian's previous performance clearly showed that there are zombies here, but unexpectedly, there is a survivor. But Ye Lian's instinctive reaction is absolutely impossible to go wrong, this person's behavior is so weird, maybe there is some hidden secret in this bar.
Could there be a power user who can control zombies like himself? No... If there is, it shouldn't let the living out to take risks. But anyway, there is absolutely something wrong with this bar.
Sure enough, after listening to Ling Mo's question, a panic flashed across the man's face. Although he tried his best to hide it, and the light was dim, it was difficult for anyone to notice that this life was different, but Ling Mo was able to get along with Shana. Ye Lian shares his vision. Unfortunately, the night vision ability of zombies is very strong.
"You seem to be very nervous? So it seems that I should be right." Ling Mo said lightly.
The man showed a look of struggle. After gritting his teeth, he suddenly said, "What do you want? Supplies? I'm not afraid to tell you the truth, I'm very poor and have no food."
Ling Mo was stunned for a moment, and then said disdainfully, "I'm not here to grab food, I just want to ask... Forget it, I won't say anything based on your appearance, I'll find it myself."
After speaking, Ling Mo stood up. Seeing the opportunity, this man immediately struggled to get up, but was kicked back by Ling Mo, while Ye Lian directly pulled him up and cut his hands behind his back.
This person is not tall, slightly shorter than Ye Lian, although the other party is a girl, but being held by Ye Lian like this, he has no room to resist.
However, Ling Mo looked at him coldly and saw that this person's eyes were very flustered, and he was even more sure of the guess in his heart. There must be something odd here!
After opening the private room in the corridor next to him, there was no gain. Ling Mo even ran to the bathroom to find a circle. Since he was sneak attacked by the advanced zombie, Ling Mo vaguely felt that maybe the zombies are this race. , I may have a preference for dark and small places like the bathroom.
Unfortunately, there was nothing in the bathroom.
After returning to the corridor, Ling Mo frowned a little dejectedly, but at this time he found that the survivor's expression seemed to be slightly relieved.
Ling Mo glanced at him a few times, and suddenly showed a smile: "Wherever I go, your eyes will follow, but I found a place that you haven't seen before, so you deliberately avoided it?"
His expression suddenly became extremely shocked, and he struggled frantically at the same time, but unfortunately in Ye Lian's hands, he was no different from a sick cat.
"You... how did you find out!" Seeing that he couldn't break free, the man's eyes became a little crazy, and he asked in a low voice.
Seeing the other party's reaction was so intense, Ling Mo was even more sure of his guess.
The other party thought that in such a dim environment, the change in his eyes would not be noticed by Ling Mo, and in fact, Ling Mo was always walking in front, unless he had eyes on the back of his head, how could he possibly notice him
It is estimated that he couldn't think of this question even after breaking his head, and Ling Mo didn't mean to explain it to him.
"Don't go there! I just accidentally hurt you! Can't I apologize?" The man looked very nervous and kept saying.
Ling Mo snorted coldly: "I've already said it, whether you did it on purpose at first, I don't know. But you clearly wanted to kill me just now. This..." After speaking, Ling Mo shook the sharpening knife Stick, "You seem to be very unfriendly to survivors too."
"Then... it's just my weapon. If you don't think apologizing is enough, hit me again." The man also tried to explain.
Ling Mo smiled and shook his head, then ignored him.
Indeed, it is difficult for ordinary people to judge whether the knife sharpening stick is stained with the blood of ordinary people or the blood of zombies. Ke Lingmo and zombies have almost the same mental power!
Although his perception of the smell of blood has not changed, he has a special reaction to the smell of the virus that is different from ordinary people.
The sharpening stick, Ling Mo smelled, in addition to the strong smell of blood, there was also a faint scent. It is very light, but it shows the existence of the virus, and at least it takes several times to achieve this effect.
Maybe this person will say that he has never cleaned his weapons after killing zombies... but such excuses will only be believed by fools.
Ordinary people would probably keep a distance from the blood of zombies, and treat them like poisonous snakes and beasts. Even Ling Mo would wipe his short knife clean after the battle, except for the blood trough that couldn't be removed.
Besides, his attitude of trying to hide things, doesn't it just explain the problem? It's not wrong to be cruel. Ordinary people can't help but do whatever they can to survive, but with such a vicious method, Ling Mo doesn't have any good feelings for this survivor at all, and he won't be moved by the other party's rhetoric. .