The riot… ended in five minutes.
Ling Mo controlled the corpse puppet and clapped his hands... This pair of murderous weapons was completely dyed red with blood at this time, and even the fingers were covered with blood plasma, and there were even some terrifying things... Plus With the pungent bloody smell, Ling Mo finally couldn't help but read a sentence in his heart: "This really feels like a black shop rhapsody..."
As for the dagger that was held in his hand before, it has completely disappeared at this moment. It is estimated that it was either in the abdominal cavity of a corpse or submerged in a pool of blood.
But then he turned his attention to his side and rear. Behind several corpses, a man of five or three thick was holding the legs of the table and weeping... He was frightened, no matter who saw the honor of the corpse, And the tragic situation on the ground, probably will give birth to the same emotions.
As the vanguard of the Falcon, these people are not to say that all of them have unique skills, but the most basic survivability is not weak. But suddenly encountering a "monster" that was killed halfway during an unarmed meeting was beyond their scope of coping. Especially when Ling Mo's arm has been smashed to pieces, but he is still as brave as a zombie, most people's resistance has been weakened to the extreme.
However, compared to the speed... there is only one door in the middle, and this corpse is a gate, and a dozen people want to rush through
It's just that after the sneak attack on the conference room, the service life of this corpse puppet is almost over. Even if the physical injury can be recovered, the collapse trend in the body cannot be stopped. Compared with normal zombies, the nature of this corpse is more similar to a one-time bomb... or the one without any traces of corpse destruction.
"Don't come here..." The big man looked burly, but one of his legs had been twisted in the opposite direction. At this time, he was dragging his lower body to hide under the table with difficulty. "What the hell are you doing!" he suddenly shouted frantically. "You're not a corpse or a corpse, what the hell are you! Are you a monster created by the second camp? You think it's useful to kill us like this? Let me tell you, the second camp... "
He roared and stepped back, and halfway through his roar, he suddenly kicked out the stool beside him, then immediately grabbed the edge of the table without looking back and climbed up, and then tumbled towards the door. Even dragging one leg can burst out at this speed, which shows his strong desire to survive.
However, Ling Mo just flicked and avoided the stool.
"As long as you can escape..."
The big man struggled to hold down a corpse under him. Then he reached for the door handle.
However, at this moment, he stiffened for a moment, and his eyes became gray.
The blood-stained palm of the corpse puppet grabbed the door handle first, and then the stiff voice appeared above his head again: "Don't be nervous."
"..." The big man didn't move, but there was another layer of sweat on his face that was already sweating.
"If you fight with the second camp, I'm afraid you won't be soft on your former comrades, right? I can understand the people below, after all, they all obey orders. But you... are all decision makers. ." The cold voice continued.
The big man shivered and said, "What do you want to do?"
"Actually, I already know everything I want to know. The only thing I want to ask you is, why are you able to force Yuwenxuan into submission?" Ling Mo asked.
The person who survived to the end was one of the two people who had been talking outside. It was he who mentioned this.
Only then did the man understand the reason why he lived until now, and he was stunned for a moment. Then there was uncontrollable excitement. Help! Since he still has use value, then the other party...
"Give you a second to think about it, or you will die if you don't say it." Ling Mo pressed his palm onto the opponent's head without any hesitation.
The viscous plasma dripped down his forehead, instantly breaking the fluke that the big man had just appeared.
"I said what I said! Don't kill me!" The big man screamed in horror, and he involuntarily stuck to the door, but under the circumstance of double sound insulation and excellent effect, the guards guarding outside couldn't hear at all static. In other words, even if they occasionally heard some noises, they would consciously avoid them, but they came over to listen carefully...
"This is the consequence of being a thief in someone else's house..." Ling Mo thought to himself, and patted it on his hand, "Come on."
"This... This has something to do with Ling Mo... "
As soon as the big man opened his head, Ling Mo was stunned. Why is this related to me again
It is said that he tried his best to save himself. Not only that, but he also caused a lot of losses to Staff Officer Wang... However, with the narration of the big man, Ling Mo's face slowly turned gloomy.
"At present... Although Ling Mo has escaped... but his whereabouts are still under control... The people in the second camp don't know where they are... So the initiative is still in our hands. We can even claim that Ling Mo has been controlled by us. … The second camp made an excuse to go to the oil depot once in the past two days. When I came back, I heard that Yu Wenxuan had lost a lot of temper and almost came to trouble Captain Qi…” After speaking here intermittently, the big man was suddenly startled and sweated. Drifting down again.
Could it be... this is Yu Wenxuan's revenge? No! He still doesn't know where Ling Mo is...
And this big man is also a half insider. He knows that apart from Ling Mo, the person Yu Wenxuan cares about most should be his only relative. That woman is always by Ling Mo's side, and the situation should be the same. To. It's also a taboo to throw a rat! Not so crazy!
Regardless of the conjectures in the big man's mind, Ling Mo fell into silence for a while.
"So I escaped this step, and it was actually planned... No wonder Staff Wang didn't mean to do his best. Apart from preserving his strength, this is also one of the reasons..."
The big man who was trembling for a while did not see Ling Mo speak for a long time, and the palm on his head remained motionless again. Under the unbearable situation, he finally summoned the courage to ask: "Can... Can you not kill me? Please! I can I've told you what I've told you, if you have anything else to ask..."
"Designing Ling Mo, you know?" Ling Mo coldly interrupted the man's shouting.
"No... not very clear..." the big man replied with difficulty.
"Unfortunately, your mental reaction shows that you are well informed."
Accompanied by a cold hum, there was a crisp "click" sound from the neck of the big man. He immediately widened his eyes and roared silently with his mouth open. Following Ling Mo's release, he fell down and fell heavily on another corpse.
"The surnamed Wang, and the entire core of Falcon... This is the first big gift I give you back."
Looking back at the bloody conference room, Ling Mo picked up a knife from the wall, wiped it on his sleeve, and opened the door with his backhand...
At the same time, in the wilderness, Ye Lian and others have completely filled the trap.
Although it seems to be just a thin layer of branches, just by looking at the way they are thrown, it is clear that the degree of toughness is definitely not low.
"How about it, who's the first to go up to cut the ribbon?" Wang Rin was eager to try. Although she didn't participate, she was considered a senior crowd watching from the beginning. It was inevitable that she was a little excited at this time.
This sentence naturally caught Yu Shiran's eyes again, but after seeing the little girl's habit of talking to herself, she persuaded herself in a self-comforting way.
What do you know about the little neuropathy... People don't take medicine, don't they take medicine themselves!
It was another person who spoke. Shana glanced at her and said, "What's the hurry, wait for the patrol to change the guard."
"When will this wait..." Wang Rin was a little anxious.
And Ling Mo, who had been sitting at the back, suddenly said: "Actually, it has already started..."
After he finished speaking, he closed his eyes again in a state of repose.
"What are you pretending to be inscrutable..." Wang Rin couldn't help sticking out his tongue at him.
Ling Mo, who had his eyes closed, secretly had a headache, what was he pretending to do? Tired, not tired...
But the strangest thing is that the voice that was ringing in my head seemed to get closer during this period of time...
"Where are you… "