Chapter 65 The Crushed Heart

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It seemed that this bald man was indeed a ruthless man. Seeing that he couldn't beat Ling Mo, he even planned to drag him to his back even if he was going to die.

He had a good idea. Judging by Ling Mo's agility, he guessed that he would not be able to make a sneak attack, so he set his target on Shana and Ye Lian.

However, Ling Mo had already noticed the moment he threw the axe, and he immediately controlled Ye Lian to take a step back, while Shana swung the long knife very calmly.

As a mutated zombie, she had no idea of ​​retreating. When the ax flew, she instinctively felt a hint of crisis.

Swinging the long knife, it immediately collided heavily with the axe, making a crisp "ding". Under the tremendous force, Shana's arm shook, and a small piece of the long knife was also cracked.

Although he accurately blocked the axe, Shana's arm also softened, and it seemed that he couldn't lift his strength for a short time.

Fortunately, zombies have a strong self-repair ability. Although ordinary people can also regenerate and repair themselves, they are far inferior to zombies in terms of speed and degree of repair. Although zombies can't reach the level of regenerating severed limbs, they won't be affected by general skin trauma.

But even so, seeing Shana injured, Ling Mo's anger finally burned to the extreme. He gritted his teeth suddenly, and rushed over, and the moment he rushed to the bald head, he swung the dagger violently!

Although the bald head dodged to the side in time, his shoulder was slashed, and the blade got stuck in his bone, causing him to let out a tragic howl in an instant.

Before he could break free, Ling Mo quickly pulled out the dagger from his waist with his other hand, then stared coldly at the bald head, stabbed into his stomach, and slowly twisted his wrist.

The severe pain made the bald head's face suddenly pale, his mouth was open, every inch of fat on his face was trembling, and his small eyes were full of despair...

This painful process lasted for a full minute, during which the bald head kept screaming. If it wasn't for the heavy rain outside, his voice might have attracted zombies long ago.

Ling Mo, on the other hand, never let go, not even changing his eyes. This scene made the black-faced man with the weapon trembling with fright, how could he have the courage to rush forward to save others.

It wasn't until the bald man's eyes turned white that Ling Mo stabbed the dagger in again, knowing his life thoroughly.

When Ling Mo pulled out his dagger, kicked down the bald man's body, and then turned to the black-faced man, the black-faced man had completely lost his fighting spirit, and the weapon in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.

"Don't kill me...don't kill me..."

In the process of slowly walking towards the black-faced man with the knife in hand, Ling Mo gradually woke up from the life-and-death fight just now.

He took a steady breath, restrained the aroused rage in his body, and his slightly red eyes also regained clarity.

Starting with Lu Xin who killed Shana, Ling Mo has already killed several people. But this black-faced man was the first to ask him for mercy.

When killing the bald men, Ling Mo was completely affected by the aura of rage, but now when facing this black-faced man, Ling Mo has recovered from his impulse.

He looked at the black-faced man coldly, and saw that the man kept begging for mercy, but the killing intent in his heart did not weaken at all.

Damn these people! The woman just now must have begged them for mercy like this, but did they let her go?

Probably seeing the killing intent in Ling Mo's eyes, the black-faced man yelled suddenly, and rushed towards the door frantically. Although Xia Na was brave just now, in his opinion, it was impossible for these two girls to stop him.

As long as you can escape alive!

But what he didn't expect was that the moment he rushed to the door, Ye Lian appeared in front of him at a speed that was almost indistinguishable to the naked eye.

Reached out like lightning.

Those strong fingers and sharp nails pierced through the black-faced man's chest in an instant.

Under the incredulous gaze of the black-faced man, Ye Lian's five fingers accurately grasped his heart.

"Plop!"

"Plop!"

For a moment, the black-faced man could only hear the sound of his own heartbeat. His eyes that revealed despair were fixed on Ye Lian, as if he couldn't believe that this seemingly weak girl in front of him could be so terrifying... …

In his eyes, only Ye Lian's suddenly red eyes remained...

"Zombie... Zombie..." As soon as the black-faced man squeezed these two words out of his throat, Ye Lian already clenched his five fingers expressionlessly.

The heart was crushed, and a trace of death flashed across the black-faced man's face, and his whole body immediately went limp.

And Ye Lian quickly withdrew her hand, her slender white palm was covered with plasma, and drops of thick blood were dripping down her slender fingertips.

Even Ling Mo was stunned for a moment. Only at this time would he suddenly realize that Ye Lian was a mutant zombie with amazing fighting power and fierce attacks.

This is the real Ye Lian, who can tear apart a human body with his bare hands, and can also crush ordinary zombies at will.

Ye Lian's move just now was purely under the action of her own instinct. Considering that she already has her own true consciousness, Ling Mo's control over her has been reduced a lot.

Fortunately, Ye Lian just killed him, but he was not interested in his flesh and blood like ordinary zombies.

In the blink of an eye, there were already five corpses lying in this room, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood. Even the man whose chrysanthemum had been chopped off died of convulsions and screams.

"Shana, are you alright?"

Ling Mo let out a long breath, walked over and grabbed Shana's hand to take a closer look, "It's okay, there's nothing wrong with it."

Shana's expression showed no pain at all, she shook her head slowly. She looked past Ling Mo, and looked at the woman on the bed curiously.

Ling Mo followed her gaze, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

To be honest, although he killed these beasts, he actually didn't want to face this woman.

Judging from her situation, she was already doomed. Even if he saved her now, he still couldn't change her fate.

"No, I can't save people in this world..." Ling Mo's mood was complicated.

He knows that he has never been a very good person, and he can only say that he does not mind helping out if he can do what he can and does not affect his own interests. We are all human after all.

But in this world, there are many beasts like the bald gang. They are driven crazy by the end of the world, enjoy destruction, and torture the weak to relieve the panic and despair deep in their hearts.

Can I help myself? The answer is of course no. For Ling Mo, it was enough to live a good life with Ye Lian and Shana.

While manipulating Ye Lian to go to the window to wash his hands with rainwater, Ling Mo also walked slowly to the woman.

"Woo..." At this time, the woman had already turned her gaze to Ling Mo, and a gleam of light suddenly flashed in her lifeless eyes.

Flashback? Ling Mo quickly reached out to remove the stinky sock from her mouth, and cut the rope that bound her hands.

The woman kept staring at Ling Mo closely, but she didn't catch her breath for a long time. Ling Mo could tell that she was dying.

She opened her lips and said two words very weakly: "Thank you..."

"...I didn't help you, you don't have to thank me..."

The woman shook her head slowly, and a line of tears immediately poured out of her eyes: "No, I am very grateful to you. I never thought that... I would be saved."

She tried very hard to raise her hands, but her hands had been bound for so long that she couldn't move them at all.

As soon as Ling Mo stretched out his hand, the woman stopped moving.

Although her eyes were open, her expression had already froze. Under such extremely humiliating circumstances, she died...

"Hey, let's go."

Ling Mo sighed, reached out and wiped off the woman's eyelids, then pulled up the rotten quilt that was thrown aside, and covered her body.