Chapter 870 The Sound of Approaching Quietly

The riot... was over in five minutes.

Ling Mo controlled the corpse puppet and clapped his hands... The pair of murderous weapons were completely stained red with blood, even their fingers were covered with plasma, and there were even some horrifying things... ...Coupled with this pungent smell of blood, Ling Mo finally couldn't help saying in his heart: "This is really a bit 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 is either in the abdomen of some corpse, or submerged in a pool of blood.

But then he turned his gaze to the side and rear of himself. Behind several corpses, a tall and thick man was holding the table legs and crying... He was scared, no matter who saw the honor of the corpse doll , and the tragic situation all over the ground, they will probably have the same emotions.

As the vanguard of the Falcons, it's not that all of these people have unique skills, but the most basic ability to survive is not weak. However, during the unarmed meeting, they suddenly encountered a "monster" that only came out halfway, which was beyond their coping range. Especially when one of Ling Mo's arms had been smashed to pieces, but he was still as brave as a zombie, most people's resistance psychology was already weak to the extreme.

But compared to the speed... There is only one door in the middle, and this corpse is the gate, and a dozen people want to rush through it?

It's just that after this conference room sneak attack, the lifespan of this corpse doll is almost over. Even if the physical injury can be recovered, the collapse trend in the body can no longer be stopped. Compared with normal zombies, the nature of this puppet is more similar to a one-time bomb... or the kind without destroying corpses.

"Don't come here..." The big man looked burly, but one of his legs was twisted backwards. At this time, he was dragging his lower body to hide under the table with difficulty. "What the hell are you!" He suddenly yelled frantically. "You are not a human being or a corpse, what are you! You are a monster created by the second camp? Do you think it will be useful to kill us like this? Let me tell you, the second camp..."

He backed up while roaring, and when he was halfway through the roar, he suddenly kicked out the stool beside him, then immediately grabbed the edge of the table and climbed up without looking back, and then scrambled towards the door. This kind of speed can be exploded while dragging one leg, which shows its strong desire for survival.

However, Ling Mo avoided the stool with just a slight shake.

"As long as I can escape..."

The big man struggled to hold a corpse under him. Then he reached for the doorknob.

However, at this moment, his whole body stiffened for a moment, and his eyes also turned gray.

The corpse puppet's blood-stained palm grabbed the doorknob before him,

Then the blunt voice appeared above his head again: "Don't be nervous."

"..." The big man didn't move, but a layer of sweat suddenly appeared on his face, which was already covered in cold sweat.

"If you fight with the second camp, I'm afraid you won't be soft on your former comrades in arms? I can understand those people below, after all, they all follow orders. But you... each one is a decision-maker Those." The cold voice continued.

The big man said tremblingly, "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 you can force Yu Wenxuan to submit?" Ling Mo asked.

The person who survived to the end was one of the two people who had talked outside before. It was he who mentioned this too.

Only then did the man understand the reason why he lived until now, and he was stunned for a moment. Then I became uncontrollably excited. There is help! Since I still have value to use, the other party...

"I'll give you a second to think about it, or you'll die if you don't say anything." Ling Mo pressed his palm on the opponent's head without hesitation.

Viscous blood dripped down his forehead, instantly shattering the trace of luck that the big man had just emerged.

"I said, I said! Don't kill me!" The big man yelled in horror, and he couldn't help sticking his whole body to the door, but with the double sound insulation and excellent effect, the guards outside couldn't hear him at all. static. In other words, even if they occasionally heard some noises, they would consciously avoid them, but they leaned over to listen carefully...

"This is the consequence of being a thief in someone else's house..." Ling Mo thought to himself, and patted his hand, "Hurry up."

"This... this has something to do with Ling Mo..."

As soon as the big man started, Ling Mo froze. Why did this have something to do with me again?

Ordinarily, he tried his best to save himself, not only that, but also caused a lot of losses to Staff Wang... But as the big man narrated, Ling Mo's face gradually darkened.

"Currently...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 captured We got it under control... In the past two days, the second camp found an excuse to go to the oil depot once, and when I came back, I heard that Yu Wenxuan lost his temper, and almost ran to trouble Captain Qi..." After talking here intermittently, the big man Suddenly stunned for a moment, cold sweat poured down again.

Could it be... this is Yu Wenxuan's revenge? Can't! He still doesn't know where Ling Mo is...

Moreover, this big man is considered half an insider. He knows that apart from Ling Mo, the person Yu Wenxuan cares most about should be his only family member. That woman is by Ling Mo's side every step of the way, and her situation should be the same. Sincerely. Throwing a mouse is also a taboo! Don't be so crazy!

Regardless of the various conjectures in the big man's mind, Ling Mo fell into silence for a while.

"So the step of my escape was actually planned... No wonder Staff Officer Wang didn't try his best. In addition to preserving strength, this is also one of the reasons..."

The big man who trembled secretly for a while hadn't seen Ling Mo speak for a long time, and the palm on his head remained motionless. Under the unbearable situation, he finally plucked up the courage to ask, "Can... can you not kill me? Please! I I've told you everything I can tell you, if you have anything else to ask..."

"You know about designing Ling Mo?" Ling Mo coldly interrupted the man's yelling.

"No... not too sure..." The big man replied with difficulty.

"It's a pity that your mental reaction shows that you are very aware."

Accompanied by a cold snort, there was a crisp "crack" sound from the neck of the big man. He immediately widened his eyes and opened his mouth to roar silently. Following Ling Mo's movement of letting go, he fell down and fell heavily on another corpse.

"The one surnamed Wang, and the entire core of the Falcon... This is the first big gift I will return to you."

Looking back at the bloody meeting room, Ling Mo casually picked up a small 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 the others have completely filled the traps.

Although it seems to be just a thin layer of branches, just looking at the way they throw it, you can know that the level of toughness is definitely not low.

"How about it, who will be the first to go up and cut the ribbon?" Wang Lin was eager to try. Although she didn't participate, she was still 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 convinced herself in a self-comforting way.

What did you know about the little neuropathy... If he didn't take medicine, didn't he take medicine himself?

It was another person who spoke. Xia Na glanced at her and said, "What's the rush? Wait until the patrol changes."

"When will this..." Wang Lin was a little anxious.

Ling Mo, who had been sitting at the back, suddenly said, "Actually, it has already started..."

After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes again in a state of repose.

"What are you pretending to be unpredictable..." Wang Lin couldn't help sticking out his tongue at him.

Ling Mo, who had his eyes closed, secretly had a headache. How could he be pretending? He had been manipulating the corpse puppet for a long time, and he was so tired! Tired God, not tired body...

But the strangest thing is that the voice that rang in my head seemed to get closer during this period of time...

"Where are you..." (To be continued...)