âHeheheâŚ. Big Brother, are you complimenting me?â
A boy that looked exactly like a girl, was standing on top of the table. He looked at most ten years old. Wearing an innocent smile, he tilted his head and stared at Ling Mo.
âWTFâŚ.. It turns out that the so-called top 3 in destructive power was actually this brat?!â
Among zombies, it can be said that those who possess such long-range combat abilities have high intellect. As for his obsession to play hunting games and his love to terrorize his victimsâŚâŚ.
The destructive power of this brat was indeed amazing. Although the use of âtop 3â to describe him was slightly exaggerated, he definitely shouldnât be underestimated!
âHeheâŚ.â
The zombie bratâs eyes looked very crazy, but his face always carried that innocent smile.
It instead made him seem even more creepy and caused one to tremble in fear just by looking at him, âI had originally wanted to slowly play with my brothers and sisters, but I didnât expect that you would be so serious towards a child.â
âKid, when you turn into a zombie, the law to protect minors doesnât include you anymoreâŚ..â
Ling Mo coldly sneered in his heart.
He wouldnât pull his punches just because the other party looked âsafeâ.
In fact, zombies like him were even more dangerous.
Not only did they lack common sense, but their actions were also unpredictable. They had so many strange ideas in their heads that only they would think are interesting.
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âActually, I was shocked as well. I didnât expect you guys to really be with humans. When that new zombie died, I knew I was right. Oh, thatâs right, you guys also must like playing games, right? Were you guys planning to protect those humans first, then wait until they thought it was safe, and suddenly⌠BAM! Kill them all! The despair and the screams that would happen in that situation seems to be more worthy of appreciationâŚâ
The zombie brat chuckled and said, âYour disguises are pretty good. If I win, can you give me your eyes? I also want to mix in with the humansâŚ. That would definitely be very interesting.â
âSure. Iâm actually missing a doll. If you lose, Iâll make you into a human skinned doll, okay?â
Shanaâs eyes slightly turned red as she said this with a smile.
âHey! This bratâs idea is terrible! And Dark Shana, you stop it as well!â
Ling Moâs scalp had turned numb after listening to such a strange conversation. Only Dark Shana had the ability to actually converse with him.
âHA! This big sister is very interesting!â
The zombie bratâs eyes brightened and said excitedly, âThe people who used to play with me arenât as interesting as you. Alas, they never knew how to cooperate with me, so I always got angry. In fact, I slightly regret destroying them. But after thinking about it for a while, I realized that it didnât really matter. I could always find new toys, no?â
He giggled, âWhen I was still a human, I liked playing this kind of game. However, those adults always told me that I couldnât do this or that⌠Aii* [1], it was really boring. Itâs better now though. I can play with whatever I want, HAHA! However, the humans here are all too weak, and the advanced zombies are fucking stupid. In fact, some canât even speak properly, which makes me very disappointed.â
âThis brat is born with an antisocial personality.â
This cruel personality of his was definitely because of his genes. After mutating, this particular gene became even more distorted after it was completely released without any restraintsâŚ.
Feeling that the zombie bratâs attention was diverted, Ling Moâs tentacles suddenly moved.
The movement of Ling Moâs tentacles now meant that he was going in for the kill!
BANG!* BANG!* BANG!*
The zombie bratâs smile remained unchanged as he jumped back a few steps agilely.
A dozen or so dense holes had suddenly appeared on the table at the spot where he had just stood.
âHuman brother, I didnât forget about you.â The zombie brat smiled at Ling Mo. âSeeing how you werenât speaking, I knew you were definitely going to do something.â
âFuck you! Youâre actually treating me like some kind of toy!â
Ling Mo groaned and a muffled âbangâ sound took place in front of him, like a stone hitting a thick steel plate.
His face paled slightly, and he was shocked.
This zombie bratâs attack was unbelievably fast. At such a short distance, Ling Mo couldnât see his opponentâs throwing action, nor could he see the flying trajectory of the fragments.
With such a huge force suddenly hitting the protection formed by his spiritual energy, Ling Mo suddenly felt a headache. This was the consequence caused by a sudden consumption of a large amount of spiritual energy.