Chapter 70 Vicious Weapon

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Hearing the survivor's suppressed screams, Ling Mo didn't stop Shana, but turned on the kettle and immediately began to wash his eyes.

Although he could fully see the surrounding situation through Shana and Ye Lian's vision, the situation in the bar was unknown, and it was necessary to restore his vision as soon as possible.

As for this survivor, he hurt himself, so he deserved to suffer.

It wasn't until Ling Mo washed his eyes clean that the survivor was finally freed from the continuous pain.

When Ling Mo looked at him with open red eyes, the survivor's hair was already wet with cold sweat, and the originally handsome face was distorted and deformed by the pain. His screams can draw out all the zombies far away on the street.

"Okay Shana, let him go." Ling Mo's words were like amnesty to this survivor. He looked up at Shana, his eyes full of fear and vigilance.

The girl looked like she didn't use all her strength, but she almost broke his feet by stepping on it. This kind of strange power is simply not something that ordinary people can have.

And when she made the move just now, it was not too early or too late, and her strength was very steady. If she had used a little too much force, he would probably have lost his head by now.

After hearing Ling Mo's words, Xia Na 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 movements, a black shadow flashed in front of him, and a fist directly hit his right eye, hitting his right eye. While snorting, Ling Mo snatched the weapon from his hand.

The first time he saw this weapon, Ling Mo couldn't help but twitch his eyelids, thinking to himself, this is really a ruthless person...

To be precise, this is not a weapon, but a specially sharpened kitchen sharpening stick. Quality is adequate for something like this, but the tip is not sharp. The young man didn't know how much time he spent grinding the tip into flakes, and the whole whetstone was smeared with the blood of zombies. According to the super vitality of the virus, if such a sharpening stick is used to fight a survivor, it only needs to scratch the opponent's skin a little, and it is enough to infect the opponent.

Obviously, this move was specially prepared for fighting 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 more severe than before, making him feel like a shrimp Curled up.

Shana's attack just now was only out of her own will, but now it is controlled by Ling Mo.

At first, the survivor's attack could be said to be unintentional, but when he asked Shana to let go of this person just now, he obviously had the intention of continuing to charge forward. If Ling Mo had reacted a little slower just now, this virus-stained weapon only needed to scratch him, and it might pose a great threat to him.

Ling Mo was never soft on those who had the intention of attacking him.

The survivor was very stubborn. Although his whole body was arched in pain, he still didn't scream loudly.

Judging from his body shape, he was probably a young man in his early twenties, wearing a dirty men's jacket, a pair of sneakers on his feet, short messy hair that hadn't been washed for some time.

However, the pointed chin and the tightly pursed chapped lips made Ling Mo immediately judge him: this is a pretty boy with a handsome face.

"Okay." After letting Ye Lian let him go, Ling Mo squatted down and pressed the sharpening stick against the survivor's neck.

This action froze the survivor who was about to struggle immediately, he was very aware of the lethality of the sharpening stick.

"What do you want to do?" He looked at Ling Mo warily, his tone a little nervous, "I didn't mean to attack you.

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"But you did it on purpose just now." Ling Mo said coldly.

There was a strange look in the man's eyes, and he said, "I just want to escape alive."

"Nonsense, you must live in this bar, run away?" Ling Mo sneered, this man's skills are good, but his lies are too clumsy. No one would purposely go to this kind of bar to hunt zombies. What's more, in Ling Mo's opinion, apart from the two zombies that entered under his special control today, the bar should not even see the hair of the zombies at ordinary times. root. From this point of view, this place 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 this person and asked suddenly, "Are you trying to lure us out? Why, there are other people here?"

When he said this, Ling Mo looked up at Ye Lian.

Ye Lian's performance before clearly indicated that there were zombies here, but he didn't expect a survivor to appear. But Ye Lian's instinctive reaction is absolutely impossible to make a mistake, and this person's behavior is so weird, maybe there is some ulterior secret in this bar.

Could there be a supernatural being who can control zombies just like himself? No... If there were any, living people should not be allowed to come out to take risks. But anyway, there is definitely something wrong with this bar.

Sure enough, after hearing Ling Mo's question, panic flashed across this man's face. Although he tried his best to hide it, and the light was dim, it would be difficult for anyone to notice the difference in this life, but Ling Mo could be with Shana and Ye Lian shared vision. Unfortunately, the night vision ability of zombies is very strong.

"You seem to be nervous? So I should be right." Ling Mo said lightly.

The man looked struggling, gritted his teeth, and suddenly said, "What do you want? Supplies? I'm not afraid to tell you the truth, I'm poor and I don't have much food."

Ling Mo was taken aback for a moment, and then said disdainfully, "I'm not here to grab food, I just want to ask... Forget it, I won't tell you from your appearance, I'll find it myself."

With that said, Ling Mo stood up. Seeing an opportunity, the man immediately struggled to get up, but was kicked back by Ling Mo, and Ye Lian directly pulled him up and cut his hands behind his back.

This person was not tall, and slightly shorter than Ye Lian. Although the other party was a girl, but being held by Ye Lian in such a way, he had no room to resist at all.

However, Ling Mo looked at him coldly, and seeing the flustered look in this man's eyes, he became more certain about his guess. There must be something weird here!

After opening the private room in the corridor, but did not get any results, Ling Mo even ran to the bathroom to find a circle - ever since being attacked by the advanced zombie, Ling Mo vaguely felt that maybe the zombie Race, maybe they have a preference for dark and small places like the bathroom.

Unfortunately, nothing was found in the bathroom.

After returning to the corridor, Ling Mo frowned somewhat depressedly, but at this moment he found that the expression of the survivor seemed to be slightly relieved.

Ling Mo glanced at him, and suddenly showed a smile: "Wherever I go, your eyes will follow, but I found a place that you have never looked at, and you deliberately avoided it?"

His expression suddenly became extremely shocked, and at the same time he struggled frantically, but 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 so fiercely, Ling Mo became more certain about his guess.

The other party thought that in such a dim environment, Ling Mo would not notice the change in his eyes. In fact, Ling Mo had been walking in front. Unless he had eyes in the back of his head, how could he notice him?

He probably couldn't figure this out even if he broke his head, and Ling Mo didn't intend to explain it to him.

"Don't go there! I just accidentally hurt you! Can't I apologize?" The man seemed very nervous and kept saying.

Ling Mo snorted coldly: "I've already said, I don't know if you did it on purpose in the first place. But you clearly wanted to kill me just now. This..." As he spoke, Ling Mo shook the mill Dao stick, "You seem to be very unfriendly to survivors."

"Then... this is just my weapon. If you think the apology is not enough, hit me up again." The man tried to defend himself.

Ling Mo shook his head with a smile, and stopped talking to him.

Indeed, it is difficult for ordinary people to tell whether the sharpening stick is stained with the blood of ordinary people or zombies. But the spiritual power of Ling Mo and the zombies is almost the same!

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.

In addition to the strong smell of blood, Ling Mo smelled of this sharpening stick, and also exuded a faint fragrance. It's very light, but it shows the existence of the virus, and at least it needs to be wiped several times to achieve this effect.

Maybe this person will say that he has never cleaned the weapon after killing the zombies...but only a fool would believe this kind of excuse.

Ordinary people would probably keep a respectful distance from the blood of zombies, treating them like poisonous snakes and beasts. Even Ling Mo would wipe his short knives clean after the battle, except for the blood grooves that could not be cleared.

Besides, his attitude of trying to cover up, doesn't it just explain the problem? It's not wrong to use ruthless means. Ordinary people will use all means to survive, but with such a vicious method, Ling Mo will not have any affection for this survivor at all, let alone be moved by the other party's rhetoric .