In a narrow alley, a young man with a terrified face was running wildly forward.
Several zombies followed closely, staring at the prey with frantic red eyes, and kept making inexplicable roars in their mouths.
"I don't want to die! I don't want to die yet!"
The young man was wearing dirty clothes, his hair was messed up on his face, and his expression was full of despair and panic.
He constantly overturned the electric cars parked here, but for the zombies, this action did not have any blocking effect at all.
Even a blood-stained pocket in his hand was smashed to the back by him, a bag of dry food fell out of the gap in the pocket, and the next moment was stepped on by a zombie's foot to smash.
"Help! Who can help me! I don't want to be eaten, I really don't want to..."
Tears were all over the young man's face. At this moment, his feet suddenly softened, and he fell forward uncontrollably and fell heavily to the ground.
However, he didn't care about the pain, screaming frantically, and trying to stand up while rolling and crawling.
"Ah!"
But just as he propped up his body, a strong force suddenly came from his ankle.
The young man let out a shrill scream, his hands scratching on the ground desperately.
His mind was blank, and only one sentence echoed: "No! I don't want to die!"
But in the process, he has already vaguely felt that several hands have touched him...
"I don't want to die!"
With a roar, a spiritual force suddenly poured out of his mind.
The few zombies just fell down on the young man, but they were shocked. His eyes suddenly became dazed...
"Pfft!"
Several muffled sounds came in a row. The young man was still struggling. But beside him, there were a few more vegetative-like zombies...
The young man's pupils diverged, his whole body trembled involuntarily, and he said unconsciously: "I don't want to die... I have done that kind of thing, I really don't want to die..."
…
"Ah! Brother, save me! Brother!"
In the crack of the door, a hand stretched out and grabbed the door frame tightly.
Behind him was a pale face in panic. This is a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, and she burst into tears, desperately trying to squeeze through the crack of the door.
But the door was pulled hard by a young man. He stared into the crack of the door with wide eyes, and his whole body seemed to be numb.
He was not looking at the girl, but the figure behind the girl.
"what!"
The girl let out a miserable cry again, her other arm had been torn off with force, but under the desire to survive, her hand was still on the door frame.
The splattered blood made the young man tremble a bit, and he saw the figure leap forward. He slammed the door shut almost subconsciously.
The muffled sound of the fingers being crushed came suddenly, and it sounded at the same time. And the desperate cry of the girl...
"I...I just...I don't want to die..."
The young man stared at the door blankly, a trace of blood slowly flowing out from the crack of the door, but the screams behind him have slowly disappeared.
"Bang!"
When a loud bang came from the door, the young man finally couldn't help but grabbed his neckline and let out a hysterical cry: "Ah!"
…
"I just don't want to die... If I can get Ling Mo's secret, I don't have to be afraid of zombies... But why, I can't get it... Why... "
…
Under Ling Mo's devouring, the young man's eyes showed blankness, and his body continued to twitch.
His resistance is weakening layer by layer, even weaker than the glasses man...
"There is a strong will to survive and a deep fear of zombies. The combination of these two emotions gives him a strong mental power... But because of this, his instinctive resistance is very weak. He... Very guilty what."
Ling Mo took a deep breath, lowered his head and whispered: "Because you are wrong, even if you get this secret, you can't use it... I'm different from you, I didn't give up, even if she turned into a zombie, I also did not give up…”
The young man was shocked again, and the last trace of resistance disappeared.
"You didn't give up..."
…
A few days later, Ling Mo and his party left the house.
Before leaving, Ling Mo left a note here with a few drops of his blood on it.
Lao Zheng followed behind, looking at Ling Mo with some doubts from time to time.
Although it was only a few days, he could faintly feel that Ling Mo seemed to be a little different...
But he couldn't tell the exact difference.
Not only him, but even someone like Wang Rin who is not a psychic can vaguely perceive it.
"Ling Mo..."
At the moment when he returned to the main road, Lao Zheng finally said with a complicated expression: "After that, I will not do it again..."
"Even if I will go back to the second camp with you, I can no longer participate in the affairs between you and the Falcon." Lao Zheng said with some confusion, "The person behind me is the central camp..."
"Well," Ling Mo nodded and added, "Anyway, one person can't control the battle situation."
The entanglement on Lao Zheng's face was instantly swept away: "Do you want to be so direct! No matter how few people there are, it still represents the central camp! Do you understand the significance of this..."
Wang Rin pushed his hat and said, "I will participate anyway."
"Me too..." As soon as Lan Lan opened her mouth, she shrugged, "Forget it, I can't beat it."
Ling Mo smiled: "Actually, there is a concept that has always been wrong."
"What do you mean?" Wang Rin asked curiously.
Old Zheng was stunned for a moment, and looked at Ling Mo with the same doubts.
Only Shana pinched her chin and thought for a while, and suddenly showed a weird smile: "Ah, I see. Wrong concept, is it the word 'falcon'?"
"Falcon... That's right!" Lao Zheng also said suddenly, "Because they are targeting you and the second camp, we subconsciously think that the opponent is Falcon... But in fact... "
"Actually, our opponents are only a part of Falcon. They may have a lot of core power in their hands, but they can't fully represent Falcon after all..." Shana continued, "So they use tricks and capture plans. , instead of going all out... Even the prepared support is only half of the team. In addition, the second camp has not really fought with them until now, probably because of this reason."
"So, although the situation is serious, it is not as bad as we thought."
Ling Mo concluded.
This information is exactly what he got from the memory of the glasses man and the young man.
But apart from these, his bigger gain is the means of stimulating his potential...
"It's a pity that the young people didn't get the complete method. The real complete version is in the hands of the king's staff... Stimulating potential is a means of improving abilities for those with abilities, but for me , but it can maximize the use of the virus in my body. Moreover, this trick may also be useful to Ye Lian and the others... The so-called stimulating potential is actually stimulating the virus in the body through a certain method... "
Ling Mo thought in his heart: "He wants my secret, and I want his..."
"Then what are you going to do?" Wang Rin asked suddenly, "Even if the other party can't fully represent the Falcon, it still influences most of the Falcon's movements, right? So what we have to face, isn't it the majority of the Falcon? "
"That's just a bird." Li Yalin said suddenly.
When she opened her mouth, everyone was stunned.
But soon, everyone couldn't help laughing.
"Yes, although we seem to have a big gap, I can do my best every time, how about him?" Ling Mo also smiled, he turned his head and looked in the direction of Falcon, the corner of his mouth. A sneer gradually emerged.
At this moment, Ye Lian's voice suddenly sounded weakly: "Brother Ling, you... You seem to be looking in the wrong direction."
"Uh… "
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Drop drop…
In the second camp, a man in a suit suddenly sat up from the sofa and lazily took out a contactor.
"Hey… "
But as soon as he opened his mouth, the man's expression changed.
More than a minute later, when he put down the contactor, his expression was completely gloomy.
"Ling Mo..."