Chapter 290 Follow Me Again, I Will Take Off Your Clothes

North Street can also be regarded as a commercial area, so it not only covers a large area, but also has a complex environment.

A large shopping mall, with countless high-end stores, interspersed with criss-crossing alleys.

Ling Mo walked alone on a narrow and deserted street, looking warily at the shops on the side of the road.

A few minutes ago, he had just separated from Xia Zhining and his party.

In order to avoid wasting time on ordinary zombies, Ling Mo briefly used mental detection to bypass a large number of ordinary zombies and came to this alley.

"Two hours, plenty of time."

Ling Mo glanced at the time displayed on the phone, and then looked back: "It's okay, Shana can definitely handle it. Calm down... It's just a female zombie to control her nature and play a hunting game... ..."

Ling Mo originally planned to bring Shana with him, but when the game started, she announced that she would do it alone.

Ling Mo also knew that this was a rare opportunity for Shana to better balance the relationship between the two personalities.

In this hunting game, there are not only zombies, but also humans. How to deal with the conflicts inside is a test and a learning process for Shana.

But Ling Mo was really worried... If Hei Na had the upper hand, it was really hard to predict what would happen.

Even survivors like Tom and Sun Zeya who are considering seeking peace may not be able to accept the presence of a senior zombie around them.

"Trust Shana, her intelligence has recovered the most, and she will definitely be able to restrain her zombie nature."

Even if something goes wrong, there are still Ye Lian, Li Yalin, and the hidden Heisi.

"Bang!"

Just as Ling Mo was distracted for a moment, a black figure suddenly jumped down from the second floor and rushed directly to the top of Ling Mo's head.

Ling Mo was about to draw his knife subconsciously, and at the same time, the tentacles immediately blocked him like arms.

"Buzz!"

The tyrannical force made Ling Mo feel dizzy immediately, but the black figure was also thrown upside down and hung on a lamppost.

“This habit can’t be changed all at once.

"Ling Mo glanced helplessly at his empty hands. Then he looked at the black shadow.

The very slender arms and legs made him look like a stretched rubber man.

Compared with the unusually long limbs, this mutated zombie has a spherical body, and its head seems to have been photographed in the chest cavity, which looks very deformed.

Due to his exaggerated thinness, Ling Mo could even see the squeezed internal organs under his ribs through his tight belly.

"The bamboo poles I saw before are all weak. This one is really skinny..." Ling Mo stared at this strange-looking zombie in dumbfounded.

The mutated zombie fell to the ground with a "bang", then used all four limbs together, and rushed towards Ling Mo frantically.

This was the first time Ling Mo used the materialized mental tentacles to deal with the enemy. He watched the mutated zombie rush towards him, as if a high-speed car was rushing towards him.

The crisis of death made Ling Mo enter a state of highly concentrated mental power in an instant.

The kind of situation that has happened before. At this moment, it appeared in front of Ling Mo again.

The mutant zombie's movements were suddenly slowed down many times in Ling Mo's eyes. The sound of his limbs falling to the ground, the dust being splashed, the sound of muscles contracting and stretching...

All the movements around suddenly became very clear, so clear that Ling Mo felt as if time had slowed down.

Two mental tentacles rolled towards this mutated zombie, one directly entered his mental light cluster, and then forcibly controlled him. Stopped his high-speed movement.

The other hit him on the head like a cannonball.

The moment all this was done, the spiritual tentacles were cut off immediately.

"Boom!"

The mutated zombie was sent flying hard, crashed into a building not far away, and even left a trace of a deformed monster.

Red and white flow all over the place...

This mutated zombie was instantly killed!

When he came back to his senses, Ling Mo couldn't even believe his eyes.

He just stood there without moving a finger. A mutated zombie that was enough to pose a death threat to a supernatural being was completely crushed to death!

This is the power of supernatural beings! For the first time, Ling Mo felt the true power of puppet manipulation!

He looked down at his hands, his eyes turned from dazed to fiery!

"After a qualitative change in mental power...it's so tyrannical..."

"Hoo! Hoo!"

Ling Mo's chest heaved violently. Just as he felt a little excitement, his temples felt like they were being pulled by something, causing bursts of pain.

He immediately reached for his backpack, but just as the mutated zombie potion was about to be taken out. Ling Mo's movements stopped.

"No, now is the critical period of stability. If I feel a little uncomfortable, I will use medicine. My foundation will not be solid at all. Medicine is just an external force. The real strength is the strength of oneself."

After taking a long breath, Ling Mo sat down and rested for a while, while analyzing his performance in the battle just now.

When the mental power is highly concentrated, in his mental detection, there will be a picture like time slowing down.

This is actually because his nerve reaction speed has reached an astonishing level. The fast dynamic images that cannot be captured by the naked eye can be observed by his mental power.

"The duration is about one second, and only one second." Ling Mo tried hard to recall the feeling at that time, and then closed his eyes suddenly.

After a while, he grabbed a fragment of the light bulb and threw it forward.

The moment he opened his eyes, the fragment had almost fallen to the ground.

At this moment, the picture slowed down again, and he clearly saw every detail of the debris rolling and falling, and then falling apart.

"Phew!" Ling Mo quickly rubbed his temples, showing a satisfied smile: "Very good, that's how it feels. If you imagine that you are at a critical moment, you can freely activate this highly concentrated state. The next step is the spirit The control of strength, to put it bluntly, is the strength of my thoughts. Use the tentacles as hands, and use as much strength as you need."

Ling Mo's current situation is like using all his strength to get a toothpick, which is a useless waste of physical strength.

For example, to smash this mutated zombie to death, it would definitely not need to consume most of Ling Mo's mental strength.

"In reality, no old man would jump out and give me a secret book. To fully master the strength, I still have to rely on my own down-to-earth practice..."

Ling Mo shook his head. After resting for a while, he walked over and took out his mobile phone to point at the completely deformed corpse.

The moment he pressed the camera button, Ling Mo couldn't help but said a little weirdly: "Why didn't anyone think that this act looks like a perverted murderer when they proposed it?"

Not long after Ling Mo left this area, a limping figure appeared here.

Seeing the corpse and the mark on the wall, Sun Zeya squeezed his chin in surprise and said to himself: "Could it be that he is actually a power user of the body strengthening system? There are no unnecessary signs of fighting. Is it possible to be killed in seconds to become a zombie?"

She rubbed her hands, walked over and turned the corpse over to have a look: "The limbs are slender, the back of the feet is deformed, the hands are slender and hard, and the nails are very long. The body is small...meaning it is difficult to aim and shoot? After getting all the pictures from the mobile phone, we will naturally be able to record more accurately. This competition is really...a win-win."

Speaking of this, Sun Zeya's expression suddenly became a little weird.

On the ground, there was a sentence written in blood: Follow me again, and I will take your clothes off.

At this moment, in another building, Shana jumped down from the second floor grabbing the handrail of the stairs, and landed behind a mutated zombie.

"Yo, look this way!"

As soon as the mutated zombie turned its head, it was as if something was flowing in Shana's eyes, which made the mutated zombie stunned for a moment.

At the same time, Shana stepped forward with ease, and raised her hand.

When it was about to penetrate his chest, a trace of struggle appeared on Shana's face.

Shana felt that her instinct was full of desire for blood and violence. She wanted to see the blood, and wanted to see the heart of the prey being dug out.

The feeling of holding a beating heart before the prey dies is great for zombies! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (m) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users, please go to m to read.)