âThis world may never be as simple as I wish it to be, but as long as I can live a good life for myself, Iâll always fight for it.â Lucy quickly rushed to the side where Mouse jumped off, âOtherwise, whatâs the point of living with so much suffering? Isnât it so that I can be happy like Ling Moâs girlfriendsâŚ?â
The moment her muzzle pointed at Mouseâs back, Lucyâs expression immediately became cold.
However, there was a smirk on her lips.
The wind blew as a gunshot sounded. Lucy looked quite beautiful at this momentâŚ
âYou see that Ling Mo? Lulu isnât a useless person.â
When the gunshot ended Mouseâs life, Quinn, who was in front of Ling Mo holding a walkie-talkie, wore an ugly expression on her face as she looked at Ling Mo.
The gunshot sound coming from the walkie-talkie was extremely clear.
âYou guys only have six people, yet youâre able to free up manpower and ambush us in turn. What a wonderful plan on your part to use a small number of people as bait to attract our attention and disrupt our plansâŚ.â
Quinn tightly gripped the walkie-talkie and coldly said.
âAgainst you guys, do you really think I even need to plan? This whole situation was caused by you guys. Donât make it seem like I planned this whole thingâŚ.â
Ling Mo rubbed his eyebrows and said.
âStop arguing!â the tattooed man shouted.
A dozen zombies were already lying on the ground around them.
These zombies were all Ling Moâs puppets, but in order to get rid of these puppets, Quinn and the tattooed man paid a heavy price.
Both of their faces had turned pale. Towards this seemingly casual young man, they were both full of fear.
A few minutes ago, when the first zombie appeared near them, that was when the nightmare began for the two of them.
This zombie had just run out from an alley and had almost directly passed by in front of them.
After suddenly stopping, the zombie turned its head to look at them with its bloody-red eyes.
âOh look! Thereâs a zombie!â
The tattooed man rubbed his hands in excitement and said, âJust in time for a warmup!â
But as soon as he finished speaking, he saw the zombie suddenly speed up and run away.
âHow is that possible? What kind of zombie runs away!?â
The tattooed man was surprised, but his surprise didnât end here. A few seconds later, the zombie returned.
But this time, the zombie was carrying a stick in its hand, and behind him, followed several more zombies carrying wooden sticks.
To make matters worse, all the surrounding zombies seemed to have followed this unique style.
They vigilantly surrounded Quinn and the tattooed man, and then slowly approached.
âHey, Quinn, have you ever seen such a situation beforeâŚ.â The tattooed man swallowed and asked.
Quinn glanced back and forth before taking out a knife from the back of her waist, âNo. This is my first time. I have never seen zombies work together to attack people. Did these guys set up a stick gang or something?â
âDonât just randomly make up stuff, my fucking heart is already beating like crazy!â
The tattooed man said with a pale face.
When the zombie at the forefront suddenly raised its arm and waved forward, more than a dozen zombies quickly swarmed themâŚ.
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âFuck, I almost got beaten to deathâŚ.â
The tattooed man couldnât stop his body from trembling and the sudden gunfire from the walkie-talkie immediately made his mental state collapse.
âMOUSE! MOUSE!â
âFUCK! MOUSE IS GONE! THIS BASTARD IS ABLE TO MANIPULATE ZOMBIES TO DO HIS BIDDING!â
When they finally got rid of the âstick gangâ zombies, Ling Mo immediately appeared and launched several consecutive tentacle attacks, causing injuries to both the tattooed man and Quinn.
If you were to say this was a coincidence, the tattooed man definitely wouldnât believe it.
âWasnât his power similar to Yan Shang Fengâs? How did he drive all those zombies here? But it doesnât matter anymore, heâs alone now. And there are no more zombies around here either.â The tattooed man stared at Ling Mo fiercely while panting heavily, âSpiritual psychics, as long as their powers donât work, theyâre basically just useless scumâŚ.â
âThen why donât you go handle himâŚ.â Quinnâs hand holding the walkie-talkie kept trembling, and there was a small bloody hole in her wrist that looked particularly shocking.
âDonât you see me preparingâŚâŚâ the tattooed man said while retreating, instead of advancing.
The two looked at each other and immediately turned around at the same time, running full speed towards an alley.
If they were able to group up with the others, they would still have a chance!
Ling Mo stood in the same place with his hands in his pockets. He didnât seem to pose any threat.
These two ran away without a trace, leaving him alone on the empty street.
âHey, why did you guys just run away?! At least fight me a little first!â
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