While Ling Mo is lying on the roof, the female zombie controlled by him has searched a building.

But it is a pity that Yu Shiran is not in this building.

Previously, from the perspective of black silk, although he didn't see the outside scene and the inside was very dark, the existence of those mucus was the most distinctive feature.

Ling Mo also specially controlled the female zombie to search the underground... Because from the moving direction of Yu Shiran, they are more likely to be underground.

But... Nothing.

At this time, when he looked at the violent man, the female zombie also emerged from the underground parking lot of the building and looked at another building.

"These disobedient guys... When they are found, see how I deal with them!"

Ling Mo thought gloomily, looking left and right outside the car.

There are zombies everywhere. He is expected to be found as soon as he emerges, and there is no room for him to resist.

We have to find a safe way

"Ah... Right."

Ling Mo suddenly looks back at his back. In the debris of the building, the laborer controlled by him is lying there honestly, his blood red eyes staring blankly at the front.

"Brother, work hard for you again." Ling Mo's eyes lit up.

The zombie moved again under Ling Mo's control. He climbed out carefully close to the carriage and caught the knife handed by Ling Mo with one hand.

When a good knife reached the corpse doll's hand, it was immediately covered with plasma and dust, from Ling Mo's point of view. It turns into a powerful virus carrier in an instant.

But this ordinary little dagger. Ling Mo didn't know how many robberies he had taken from everywhere.

Don't say it's for corpse puppets. Even if he takes it out and throws it as a disposable Throwing Knife, he won't feel meat pain.

Holding a knife, the zombie slowly crawled out of the gap and approached a similar creature hanging at the edge of the carriage.

The zombie was ferociously kicking the car that had long been squeezed and deformed, and the other hand was grasping the iron sheet and tearing it.

He didn't notice that there was a same kind approaching him above his head, and he didn't realize that the danger was coming.

After the corpse puppet crawled close to the zombie, he suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed each other, and then pulled in his own direction.

At the moment when the other party approaches him. The knife in the corpse puppet's hand cut each other's neck.

The carotid artery was cut off, and the blood burst out like a fountain.

After the corpse puppet threw him away, the zombie could not die for a while, just like a headless rooster, with its own bloody fountain running around the corpse heap.

But after all, it's not the past. A little blood used to make the corpses boil, but now it just caused some minor riots.

And it's mainly because the zombie suddenly started to run wild after it was on the verge of death, and it began to tear up when it caught the same kind

One can't, there's a second, a third

Wait until there is no zombie near the carriage. Ling Mo simply controlled the corpse doll and put it on his neck.

As soon as there are more minor riots, Ling Mo's opportunity comes.

Before the corpse puppet forcibly gets out of control. Ling Mo manipulated him to lead some zombies to the other side of the bus, and he slipped down the carriage secretly.

Naturally, they couldn't see Shana in the car, but they felt the pressure at the gap suddenly reduced a lot.

Mu Chen glanced out in doubt and just witnessed the sudden outbreak of chaos among the zombies.

"Is this... The ghost of Ling Mo?"

Mu Chen immediately thought of Ling Mo who climbed out of the roof.

However, looking at the disturbance of these zombies, Mu Chen can't guess the means Ling Mo uses.

He only said that this was some kind of interference of psychic powers, or simply a method such as hallucination

"The spirit department is really terrible..." thinking about this, Mu Chen suddenly felt a little cold in his back.

If this method of killing zombies against each other is used on humans, it is really terrible.

By this time, Ling Mo had slipped out against the wall, and his nerves were tough enough. After all, the distance between the nearest zombie and him was only about 34 meters.

He may be found at any time, but he is still very calm.

Living with zombies every day, Ling Mo often bears the threat of being bitten. Ling Mo's pressure resistance has long been trained

Although the Berserker noticed the abnormality in front of him, he still did not approach cunningly.

"Hum, smart is mistaken by smart. What you need is to stop where you are."

Ling Mo sneered, looked up and looked up. A spiritual tentacle shot out and hooked the balcony above

....

The frenzier is still frantically throwing those simple shells. Judging from his physical strength, this guest automatic bomber action can last for a long time.

But he didn't notice that there were only two humans left in the target he threw

Just as he reached for a hardwood table, the fat zombie suddenly covered his neck.

His feet stood on tiptoe strangely, and a pair of huge palms pulled at his neck.

Those big hands themselves are his characteristics and the reason why he is strong

With great strength, you can grab large objects, and can also be used as a shield

But at this moment, these hands have become a burden.

If someone was around him at this moment, he would be shocked to find that there was a deep depression at the junction of the neck and chin of the zombie, which was full of fat.

A little blood bead has emerged from the depression, but his surprisingly long thick fingers can only catch his own fat.

He stared at a pair of red eyes, struggling and turning his eyes to the side with difficulty.

His eyes met with a pair of eyes

At the window of the small building, a person was standing quietly at this time.

And those black human eyes are also staring at him.

Ling Mo's hand opens, is aiming at the direction of the Berserker, and slowly twists it.

In his "vision", a dozen spiritual tentacles are fixing the feet of the frenzier in place, while the other dozen tentacles are strangling the neck of the zombie.

A dozen tentacles are condensing into a stream, aiming at the eyes of the Berserker.

His action is just a psychological hint, in order to make his action more accurate

However, in the eyes of the Berserker, this action is understood as provocation.

Provocation from prey

Now, this prey is torturing him and hunting him in turn

"The skin is so thick..."

Ling Mo's hands are full of cold sweat. He needs to spend a lot of mental power to temporarily control the violent man.

Originally, his intention was to cut off the neck of the violent man unexpectedly, but now it has become a war of attrition.

Ling Mo's skin toughness was somewhat beyond his expectation. After substantiating his spiritual tentacles, he found that he was like holding a rusty saw trying to cut a hardwood.

The tug of war may evolve into close combat at any time. After the frenzier found him, the struggle suddenly soared.

Lingmerton felt a sharp swelling and pain in his temples, as if blood vessels were being pulled out of this place.

This is the performance of the sudden increase in mental energy consumption, and a burst of dizziness also came.

He braced himself and suddenly tightened his open palm.

At the same time, the spiritual tentacle also circled around the neck of the Berserker and began to strangle the flesh.

Cut continuously? Le also strangled you!

The prepared tentacles also suddenly stabbed into the eyes of the frenzier. The frenzier was suddenly hit hard, his hands suddenly softened, his eyes closed, and his mouth gave a terrible roar.

"What's the matter?"

Mu Chen was startled and hurriedly looked in the direction of the Berserker.

As a result, he just saw the frenzied man open his eyes. One was as big as an ox's eye, and the other was bleeding. He didn't know whether he could still see it.

And the Berserker also scratched his neck strangely, while struggling to turn to the side

"Shit!"

Mu Chen was surprised. He looked around, but he couldn't see Ling Mo at all.

Although he didn't find that guy, the violent man suddenly became so miserable, which was obviously Ling Mo's masterpiece.

Mu Chen was completely stunned at the thought that this mutant zombie, which made him angry and helpless, was attacked by a human under the "protection" of many zombies. (to be continued.)