Chapter 838

As the young man looked away, a slight gasp suddenly sounded behind the dark window.

"It's dangerous..."

Ling Mo's corpse figure clings to one side of the window and is glancing out the window with the corner of his eye. Looking out from his angle, he could only vaguely see several figures standing on the road to guard, while the other destruction team members had disappeared.

"Have you come in?" Ling Mo thought in his heart.

The description of Lao Zheng and others did not exaggerate, even... It was a little simple.

Only Ling Mo knows best that the young man's sensing ability is definitely the strongest he has ever seen!

Just before he even showed up completely, he had sensed a spiritual energy and locked himself in. Otherwise, as a zombie, he might have been found by now. When the other party looked up, he had completely hidden, but even so, he still felt a little scared... At the moment the other party looked over, he even felt that the beam of eyes turned into substance and directly penetrated the wall

Sharp! Sharp!

At present, the only thing that can bring the same feeling to people is the spiritual tentacle he has

However, tentacle is not a real spiritual power after all. Its function is only to convert the spiritual energy used for control to attack. In fact, it is not excellent in sensing power.

"And... This person obviously didn't enter the state of dying, but when he cast his power, he still gave me a similar feeling... In addition, just that look, it's impossible to judge what kind of power he is. At present, the only thing that can be excluded is hallucination..."

When Ling Mo stepped out of the door, a burst of rapid footsteps came up from the direction of the stairs.

"Since you want to see me, I'll say hello in advance."

The feeling he just experienced actually made Ling Mo's heart faint with expectation... He was curious to know what his strength was compared with the elite carefully cultivated by the large camp. Without Ye Lian's help. With these spiritual powers developed by himself, can he have a confrontation with this man

"You go up there. I can check this floor." Soon, a flat male voice came from the corridor.

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

It was the young man who walked in front, followed by two destroyers behind him. The three men did not advance fast, except for the young man. The other two men were vigilantly holding guns, calmly approaching the doors, slowly groping forward.

Even if it took a little longer for three people to check the first floor, the final 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 corridor. The young man's eyes have been staring at the position of the window.

Although he didn't feel anything, the discomfort of that moment had been firmly written down by him. But after coming here, he didn't hurry to get close.

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

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

"Lieutenant Xie. There are people alive here, but they can't wake up..."

"There are also... The people who started it have controlled their strength too well..."

The two team members soon found several people alive. The young man nodded and said, "I know, leave them where they are. There are basically no zombies in this town, and their lives will not be threatened. Then look..."

"Wait, a man here woke up. He may have been awakened by the explosion, but he hasn't fully recovered..." a team member suddenly said.

"Find a way to sober him up." Said the young man.

As soon as the man was picked up, a splash of cold water had poured on his face. At the same time, a strong force came from the position of the man, and immediately made him open his eyes.

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

"Hey, calm down!" The player shouted with a gloomy face.

The bald member shouted two more words, which slowly calmed down. He looked at the three people in shock, swallowed his saliva and asked shivering, "who are you..."

"Team seven." The team member replied coldly.

"I'm not dead yet..." the bald man suddenly showed a smile. But without laughing twice, he suddenly became dumb, raised his finger and said to the front, "Zhang... Where is group leader Zhang? I clearly saw that he was knocked unconscious one step ahead of me..."

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

Bald head thought a little blankly, and then immediately looked at his wrist: "big... About ten minutes... I don't remember very accurately."

"Who knocked you unconscious? And who was group leader Zhang?" The young man asked again.

The bald face turned pale again, barely keeping calm and said, "I... I didn't see it clearly. The other party was too fast, only knowing it was a woman... As soon as she appeared, she stood in front of group leader Zhang, and then group leader Zhang shouted, I'm from the blasting group, I can help you, don't kill me... As a result... Group leader Zhang was stunned, and then it was my turn..."

"Where has he gone now?" The young man's eyes flickered. This information is very important to him, which is the main reason why he chose to come here first. Even if this person doesn't wake up, he will try to wake up a few, and then ask some information.

But what he doesn't know is that this is also the reason why Ling Mo will send corpse puppets here

"I don't know..." the bald man replied blankly.

"Lieutenant Xie, will that person wake up and run away by himself?" The player frowned.

Balding smiled awkwardly and said, "no, leader Zhang is very timid, and he can only make bombs and dare not run by himself... But... But it's not clear whether he hid outside..."

"It may also be taken away after fainting..." the young man suddenly said.

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

But for the time being, he still couldn't figure out how to do it. According to his understanding, these members of the blasting team didn't know the location of the explosives

"Although the ability of the glasses is not strong, they are also careful. Only when you knock someone unconscious can you hide from his detection..." the information you get is too little, and the youth can only analyze it like this.

"Now that you're here, i... I'm relieved." Bald man smiled, but looking at his uneasy eyes, he knew that the female figure had left a deep shadow on him

The player who had been holding him looked up at the young man, nodded quietly, and suddenly sneered and asked, "what do you mean, you're also a member of the blasting team?"

"What... What do you mean..." the corners of his bald mouth twitched for a moment, and his expression suddenly became a little guilty, "nothing... Nothing, I just... I was not awake at that time..."

"Really?" The team member glanced at him sarcastically, and his eyes suddenly frozen.

Poof!

With a soft sound, bald eyes suddenly widened. He stared at the player in disbelief and turned his eyes to the young man again.

The team member decisively drew back, and then released his bald arm.

Poop!

Bald head fell back to the ground again. He tried to touch his chest with one hand, but in the end, he just waved it feebly twice, and then opened his eyes and didn't move.

The team members wiped the blood on the dagger on the sofa beside them, looked back at the body with disdain, and then looked at the other two comatose people in the room: "are they leaving these people for demonstration?"

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

"Well, keep them first. There should be no other information in this room. As for this baldness, let's count it on Ling Mo's head." The young man reached out and patted his sleeve, as if to erase the nonexistent blood, and then walked out without looking back.