Chapter 838 Strong Induction From the Opponent

As the young man looked away, a slight gasp sounded from behind the darkened window.

"so close……"

Ling Mo's corpse puppet was clinging to one side of the window, and was looking out of the window out of the corner of his eye. Looking from his angle, he could only vaguely see a few figures standing guard on the road, while the other destruction team members had disappeared.

"Have you come in already?" Ling Mo thought to himself.

The descriptions of Lao Zheng and others were not exaggerated, and even... it was a little simpler.

Only Ling Mo knew best that the young man's sensory ability was definitely the strongest he had ever seen!

He hadn't even fully exposed his head just now, but he already sensed a wave of spiritual energy locking on to him. If he hadn't restrained his breath in time as a zombie, he might have been discovered by now. And when the other party raised his head, he had already completely hidden it, but even so, he still felt a little terrified... The moment the other party looked over, he even felt that gaze turned into substance, piercing straight through. through the wall...

keen! fierce!

And the only thing that can bring people the same feeling is his own spiritual tentacles...

However, the tentacle is not a real psychic ability after all. Its function is only to convert the psychic energy used for manipulation into attack purposes, and it is actually not outstanding in terms of sensitivity.

"Also... this person obviously didn't enter the dying state, but when he cast his power, he still gave me a similar feeling... In addition, just by looking at him, I can't tell what kind of power he is. The only thing that can be ruled out is the hallucination type..."

When Ling Mo stepped out of the door, the sound of hurried footsteps came from the direction of the stairs.

"Since you want to find me, I'll come and say hello in advance."

The feeling he experienced just now actually made Ling Mo feel a little bit of anticipation... He really wanted to know, compared with this elite who was carefully cultivated by a large camp, what kind of strength did he have? the point. Without the help of Ye Lian and the others. With these mental abilities developed by himself, can he start a confrontation with this person...

"Go upstairs, I can inspect this floor." Soon, a flat male voice came from the corridor.

As soon as the voice fell, three figures turned into this corridor.

It was the young man who walked in front,

Behind him followed two destroyers. The speed of these three people is not fast, except for the young man. The other two held their guns vigilantly, calmly approached one door after another, and slowly groped forward.

Even if it took a little longer for three people to inspect the first floor, the delay was only five or six minutes...

At this speed, they will catch up with Ling Mo and his party in ten minutes...

Start by entering the hallway. The young man's gaze has been fixed on the location of the window.

Although he didn't feel anything, the discomfort at that moment has been firmly remembered by him. But after coming here, he didn't rush to get closer.

"Whether there is a problem here or not, it is always right to be careful..." the young man thought silently. This cautiousness has supported him until now, and of course he will not lose it now.

"Before I said that they didn't leave, I didn't take it seriously... But now it seems that it is necessary to consider this possibility..."

"Thank you, deputy team. Someone is alive here, but they can't wake up..."

"Here, too...the strikers controlled their strength too well..."

The two team members quickly found several survivors. The young man nodded and said, "Understood, let them stay where they are. There are basically no zombies in this town, and their lives will not be threatened. Then find... ..."

"Wait, someone here woke up. Maybe he was woken up by the explosion, but he hasn't fully recovered..." a team member said suddenly.

"Find a way to make him sober," the young man said.

As soon as the man was lifted up, cold water was poured on his face, and at the same time, a strong force came from the position among the people, which immediately made him open his eyes.

As soon as he regained consciousness, he trembled involuntarily, and shouted: "Don't... don't kill me! I... I'm also in the blasting team!"

"Hey. Calm down!" the team member shouted sullenly.

The bald member yelled a few more words before slowly calming down. He glanced at the three people in shock, swallowed his saliva, and asked tremblingly, "Who are you..."

"Seven teams." The team members replied coldly.

"So I'm not dead yet..." The bald man suddenly smiled. But without laughing twice, he suddenly stopped being dumb, raised his finger and said to the front, "Zhang... where is Team Leader Zhang? I clearly saw that he was knocked out before me..."

"When did it happen?" the young man asked.

The bald man thought for a while in a daze, and then immediately looked at his wrist: "Big... It's been about ten minutes... I don't remember very accurately."

"Who knocked you out? Who is that Team Leader Zhang?" the young man asked again.

The balding face turned pale again, and he barely maintained his composure and said, "I... I didn't see clearly. The other party was too fast, I only knew it was a woman... As soon as she appeared, she stood in front of Team Leader Zhang, and then Team Leader Zhang shouted, I am from the blasting team, I can help you, don’t kill me... As a result... as a result, Team Leader Zhang was knocked out, and then it was my turn..."

"Then where is he going now?" The young man's eyes flickered. This information was very important to him, which was the main reason why he chose to check here first. Even if this person does not wake up, he will try to wake up a few, and then ask about some situations.

But what he didn't know was that this was also the reason why Ling Mo would send corpse puppets here...

"I don't know..." Baldhead replied blankly.

"Deputy Captain Xie, will that person run away after waking up?" the team member frowned.

The bald man smiled ugly and said, "No, Team Leader Zhang is very timid, and he only knows how to make bombs, so he doesn't dare to run away by himself...but...but it's not sure if he hid Went outside..."

"It's also possible that they were taken away after being knocked out..." the young man said suddenly.

Although there were traces of explosions here, the main body of the entire building was not damaged... With the personality of the man with glasses, it was absolutely impossible to do this. The only explanation is that Ling Mo and the others have the ability to defuse bombs...

It's just that he still can't figure out how to do it for the time being. According to his understanding, the members of the blasting team don't know where the explosives were buried...

"Although the ability of that glasses is not strong, you can be considered careful. Only by knocking people unconscious can you avoid his detection..." The young man can only analyze in this way because he has received too little information.

"Since you're here, I... I'm relieved." The bald man smiled apologetically, but looking at his restless eyes, he knew that the female figure had left a deep shadow on him...

The team member who had been supporting him looked up at the young man, nodded calmly, then suddenly sneered and asked, "You just said that you are also in the blasting team, what do you mean?"

"What...what do you mean..." The corner of Baldhead's mouth twitched, and his expression suddenly became a little guilty, "No...it's nothing, I just...I wasn't sober at the time..."

"Really?" The team members glanced at him sarcastically, and suddenly their eyes froze.

puff!

With a soft sound, the bald man's eyes suddenly widened. He stared at the team member in disbelief, and then turned his gaze to the young man.

The team member twitched back decisively, and then let go of the bald arm.

Plop!

The bald head fell back to the ground again, and he tried to touch his chest with one hand, but in the end he just waved it weakly twice, and then remained motionless with his eyes open.

The team members wiped off the blood on the dagger on the sofa at the side, looked back at the corpse with disdain, and then looked at the other two unconscious people in the room: "Did they keep these people for demonstration?"

"Who knows..." Another team member said coldly.

"Okay, let's keep them for now. There shouldn't be any other information in this room. As for the baldness, let's blame it on Ling Mo." The young man reached out and patted his sleeves, as if to get rid of The non-existent blood stains were wiped away, and then walked out without looking back.