In the deep lane, the psychic psychic was walking alone in the middle of the road, moving forward carefully.

Although he was induced by mental force, looking at the messy small shops on both sides of the road, the power man felt a little flustered.

Under those rickety containers, behind the glass door stained with dark brown blood, it seemed that something was always staring at him.

"It's okay. As long as I can sense their tracks, my injury is worth it. Don't be nervous, concentrate..."

The power man was meditating, but suddenly his face changed, slowly turned his head, and turned his eyes to a shop behind the side.

Although it was only for a moment, he did feel something

In the dark, the small shop looked dead. In the broken window, a crooked model was staring at him, scraping several pieces of rags that could not be recognized as they were. As soon as it was blown by the wind, it made a light noise of "clatter" from time to time.

Next to it is only half of the sliding door. When you look in, there are all shadows deeper than the night.

The power man looked for a moment, and then looked at the street not far away.

Song Jinshen was still standing there, looking around with two guns in his hand, and it seemed that he was still in anger.

The power hesitated a little, swallowed his saliva, and cautiously walked towards the shop.

If you're not afraid, it's fake. The blood on his face hasn't dried yet.

However, the other party's evasive behavior gave the power a lot of courage.

Ling Mo's attack just now seemed strange, but it was just a surprise. The pain is painful, but the injury is not serious.

This shows that he is strong. But it is also limited.

Besides, their fear of this man. Mainly from Ai Feng and the death of No. 0.

Ai Feng will not say for the time being. Most people have no idea how powerful the 0 is.

Especially the people in the branch, almost like Mu Chen, are looking at No. 0 as a pure high-power information processing switch.

Even at first hearing that it has extremely strong combat capability, these people do not know how strong it is.

Even the killed Shen le and the No. 1 experimental object are just two names for them.

"Maybe song intended to exaggerate? It's very possible. The experimental object was killed. Of course, the stronger the opponent was said, the better..."

The psychic thought as he stepped into the shop.

Ka.

As he turned on the flashlight in his hand, a figure suddenly appeared under the beam.

The power man was immediately startled, but with a fixed look, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

It's just a dirty ironing machine

"Grass!"

The power man muttered and scolded. If it had been before, how could he be frightened by such a dead thing, but the experience of just fighting Ling Mo still left him some shadows.

I didn't feel it in time. It doesn't necessarily mean that there is no one

But on the contrary, he can feel it at this time. Most of them are Ling Mo's companions.

With this thought, the psionic calmed down, turned his wrist, and searched carefully in the room.

But the flashlight swept around, but there was no gain.

"It's impossible. Even if you can't feel it, will you still feel it wrong?"

The power man frowned and stood in the middle of the shop, looking puzzled.

Ka Ka.

A slight sound suddenly came from overhead. He subconsciously raised his head and looked at the ceiling.

Brush!

A dark shadow magnified rapidly in his eyes from top to bottom.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the shadow stabbed him directly and threw him on the ground.

When he fell to the ground, one foot also fell beside him.

The sniper gun in Ye Lian's hand was right in the man's throat, and there was no murderous spirit on his delicate face, even a little confused.

But the mental powers who widened their eyes were full of horror and despair.

He guessed right. What he was sensed was indeed Ling Mo's companion.

But he is not happy!

What's the matter with such strong concealment ability and instant explosive power?!

Ye Lian did not look at him, but grabbed something from his backpack and threw it in his face.

The power man also tried to struggle, but unexpectedly, a mass of white things suddenly hit his face.

Before he could see clearly, this mass of things directly covered it.

A wave of suction suddenly came, and with the thrill that the brain was about to be sucked out of his nostrils, the power man felt that his wound was also frantically racing out a stream of blood.

His eyes were immediately dyed with blood red

The originally translucent "jellyfish" suddenly turned red.

Its thin "skin" is constantly agitating, as if it is sucking blood while sucking the divine power.

And the power person wrapped in it twitched all over, and soon there was no movement.

Ye Lian stared at the scene in front of her. When the "jellyfish" stopped agitating, she bent down and gently grabbed it.

At this time, the "jellyfish" has regained its transparency, but the original slightly white appearance has faintly appeared a trace of blood now.

"Ling Ge said... Help him save his mental strength..." Ye Lian thought hard, "blood... Didn't say to save."

After hesitating for a few seconds, Ye Lian silently stuffed the "jellyfish" back into her backpack.

I didn't say to save it, but I'm not sure it sucks.

……

At the same time, a power man who had just turned a corner of the wall suddenly saw a flower in front of his eyes. He immediately raised his weapon vigilantly and stuck it to the wall, and his hands were full of blue veins at the same time, looking like he was in a tight battle.

But a dark shadow suddenly appeared on the wall above his head and slowly approached him.

"If you dare to come out, I'll split you in half!" The power man thought nervously.

However, at this time, a pair of hands suddenly appeared on both sides of his head.

The power person immediately tightened his body, and his pupils contracted in an instant.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a pair of soft and white hands, which seemed as if they were boneless.

But on one of his beautiful wrists, a cold light stretched out and hung around his neck like a crescent moon.

A warm current suddenly appeared between his legs. At the same time, another heat stream also spurted out of his neck.

Bang!

The body stuck to the wall, slowly paralyzed on the ground, eyes wide open, covered with blood

As these scattered Nirvana members fell down in different corners one by one, song Jinsen, who was waiting in place, finally realized that there was something wrong.

After being fooled, his anger gradually calmed down, and song Jinshen began to feel that these people had gone too long

And when it comes to searching nearby, I can still hear the cries from time to time just now, such as "come out!" "Don't hide!" Why is it suddenly quiet now?

Don't shout, there's no movement around here at all.

Suddenly, a scream came from nearby, and then the sound of "patter patter" soon approached.

"Save..."

A figure with a bloody face rushed out of an alley. As soon as he saw song Jinshen, he struggled to stretch out his hand and shouted sadly, "help! They are not running away! They are not running away!"

This man was impressively one of the two headquarters members just now, but now his whole body was covered with wounds, and he looked very sad.

Song Jinshen's heart "cluttered", and before he rushed over, the figure suddenly froze in the process of running forward.

He opened his mouth and rolled his Adam's apple without making any sound.

Then a little black gradually appeared on his chest.

As the black slowly expanded, the man also followed his feet and leaned, with a trace of incredible color, "bang" fell down.

Song Jinshen witnessed this scene, and his heart gradually became cold.

After the body fell, another figure appeared not far away.

Calm eyes, slightly relaxed expression

Although I have only met once, song Jinsen has been deeply impressed by this face.

"See you again." Ling Mo said.

"You..." song Jinshen's cigarette in his mouth has burned to the end, but he doesn't know it, just staring at Ling mo.

Several other figures also appeared nearby, but they were not one of the other eight.

Song Jinshen's eyes slowly swept over these figures, and he said bitterly, "you are Yin enough..." (to be continued, please search floating astronomy, the novel is better and updated faster!

PS: serious acclimatization, this sad rhythm ~