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Chapter 162

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Xia Na's villa didn't look big from the outside, but the internal structure was quite complicated.

Just the stairs alone had several bends, and there was a small warehouse at each corner of the stairs.

But Xia Na said that these warehouses were filled with junk, and the weapons weren't here.

And before looking for weapons, the first problem was to deal with these survivors.

But looking at the young man's nervous expression, Ling Mo faintly felt that they had probably found all the weapons. After all, even the crossbow was in their hands.

This situation was something that Ling Mo didn't expect. At this time, he couldn't help but feel a little unhappy, and his attitude towards the young man was somewhat cold.

I hope they don't take away all the good knives and break them ….

The young man's muscles were tense, and he felt the tip of the knife against his waist. Even though Ling Mo only used one hand to grab his arm, he didn't dare to easily struggle.

After slowly walking along the stairs to the second floor, there was a long corridor with rooms on both sides. But the doors were closed, and they couldn't see the situation inside the rooms.

There was also a staircase that led to the rooftop, but the door was closed, and they couldn't see what was happening on the rooftop.

"They're on the rooftop?"

The young man was just about to lead Ling Mo and the others deeper into the corridor when Ling Mo asked coldly.

If it weren't for the young man glancing at the rooftop, Ling Mo wouldn't have noticed that the rooftop's door seemed to be closed, but in fact, it was only partially closed, leaving a small gap.

And just as Ling Mo's voice fell, the door was suddenly knocked open, and then a black shadow suddenly jumped down from the rooftop's entrance. At the same time, a bright cold light directly stabbed towards Ling Mo.

Ling Mo had just used his spiritual tentacles again, and even used his immature ability to control objects. At this time, the spiritual tentacles were already tired.

But his reaction was still very fast, and he directly pulled the young man to the side, using him as a shield in front of himself.

The young man was extremely shocked, and hurriedly shouted, "Lian Lian!"

The figure called Lian Lian didn't expect Ling Mo to have this move. Under the premise that she couldn't hurt her companion, she could only use her feet to trip herself, making herself lose balance, and stop her forward momentum.

She directly rolled down the stairs, and finally stopped less than two meters away from the young man and Ling Mo. She scrambled to stand up, holding a small dagger in her hand, and looked vigilantly and angrily at Ling Mo.

Originally, Ling Mo was still very defensive, but when he saw what this girl called Lian Lian looked like, he was suddenly stunned.

She was about the height of his waist, with long hair draped behind her head, and her big eyes with distinct black and white. But due to malnutrition, her face was a little pale, and her body was very thin.

She was almost like a doll, and was full of spiritual energy, and a beautiful doll that was only seven or eight years old.

She forcibly rolled down the stairs, although it was only two or three steps, but it could be seen that her butt was still hurt.

The little doll reached out her hand to cover her butt, and angrily shouted with a childish voice, "Let go of Yang Jia!"

"Ou Yang Lien, don't be stupid, quickly throw away the knife!"

Yang Jia was shocked, he was subdued even with a crossbow, what could a little girl do with a knife that could only be used to cut fruits?

What if she angered Ling Mo? Wasn't that looking for death!

Ling Mo also completely relaxed. She's just a little girl, and she's just an ordinary girl. What kind of lethality could she have?

But seeing Ou Yang Lien's stance of wanting to fight him to the death, he had a good impression of this little girl.

If a normal little girl saw this kind of situation, it would be good if she didn't cry, but this little girl was able to hide after hearing the noise, and even had the guts to jump out and attack.

But her courage was commendable, and the age limit made her not a threat.

Hearing Yang Jia's words, Ou Yang Lien showed a trace of doubt, but she still held the knife with some hesitation, "No, unless they let you go."

"Bro … no, big bro! She's just a little girl, she just wanted to save me, don't bother with her! "

Yang Jia saw that Ou Yang Lien didn't understand what he meant, so he quickly begged Ling Mo for mercy.

The attacker was just a little girl, obviously there were no other survivors here, it should be like what Yang Jia said, his other companions had all gone out.

But looking at the sky, they should be back soon.

Thinking up to here, Ling Mo let go of Yang Jia and smiled at Ou Yang Lien, "Now that I've let go of him, you should also put down the knife. This thing can't hurt me, it will hurt you. "

Yang Jia didn't think that Ling Mo would let him go just like that, he didn't know how to react.

But the first thing he did when he came back to his senses was to quickly grab the knife from Ou Yang Lien's hand and threw it on the ground. Then he pulled Ou Yang Lien closer to him and looked at Ling Mo with caution and confusion.

"You don't need to be like this, like you said, we don't know who's friend or foe, I'm just preventing your companions from attacking us."

Ling Mo put the knife back and said lightly at the same time.

Yang Jia was stunned for a second, then he forced a smile, "I understand …"

"We came back to find some weapons to use. Did you guys take all the knives? "

Ling Mo didn't want to beat around the bush, so he went straight to the point.

"So it's like this …" Although Yang Jia's eyes were still very cautious, but seeing that Ling Mo's group didn't take the opportunity to interrogate them, his impression of Ling Mo improved a lot. "We did find a lot of weapons, but most of them can't be used … The ones that can be used were divided among the people in the group."

"What did you guys divide?" Xia Na suddenly asked.

Yang Jia was a bit afraid of Xia Na, but Ou Yang Lien looked at Xia Na curiously.

"Some short knives … but not a lot."

Xia Na thought for a bit, then turned to Ling Mo and said, "Then it's okay, what I want are long knives. But normal people can't use them, not everyone can use them. "

"Yes, actually the spears that you guys made are better, for us …"

Yang Jia now completely believed in Xia Na's identity. If she wasn't the owner of this house, how could she know so much about these things?

"Then take us to the place where the weapons are, once we get the weapons, we'll leave." Ling Mo said.

"Okay …" Yang Jia hesitated for a bit, but he knew that he didn't have the right to refuse, so he could only nod and point to a room not far away, "They're all there."

Although Yang Jia and Ou Yang Lien weren't a threat, Ling Mo still let Li Yalin stay outside to watch over them.

Being stared at by Li Yalin's snake-like eyes, Yang Jia felt very uncomfortable, and Ou Yang Lien also showed a bit of fear. But compared to fear, she seemed to be more interested …

"Fuck …"

Once they entered the room, Ling Mo was stunned.

There were so many weapons scattered all over the ground. No matter how he looked at it, it felt like he had entered an armory!

Although he already knew that the Xia family had all kinds of contraband, he didn't expect there to be so many!

But after he came back to his senses, Ling Mo found out that most of the weapons were unsharpened, other than looking good, they were useless.

"What's this?" Ling Mo picked up an ancient looking sword from the top and asked.

Xia Na glanced at it and said, "For collection."

"It's so well made, it should cost at least one or two thousand right?"

"It's priced at around thirty thousand."

"… Pretend I didn't ask. Hurry up and pick out the useful ones. "

This matter could only be done by Shana. Her eyes were indeed very sharp. There were all kinds of swords in the room, and she didn't need to carefully identify them one by one. She was able to pick out those that had already been sharpened and were unusually sharp.

But she felt that a few of them were too light, so she threw them to the side.

Ling Mo tried to pick up a handful of eliminated items, but was stunned for a moment.

It was so heavy, but it still felt light …

Just how strong was the power hidden in that seemingly ordinary body?

Ye Lian was also curiously looking at the weapons, although the curved sword in her hand was not bad, but Ling Mo still wanted to find a long weapon for her.

"Ah, this is fine." From an opened wooden box, Shana took out a long sword that was about a meter long and pulled it out with a "shua" sound.

The cold light was so bright that it hurt people's eyes, and Xia Na waved her hand, and the wooden box was cut in half.

Ling Mo took a closer look, and was shocked to find that the cut was as smooth as tofu.

To be able to achieve this effect, of course, Xia Na's strength was the reason, but the quality of the sword couldn't be ignored.

"This is a Tang sword, it was made by the old man when he was alive, he was also our grandfather. But this is not a pure Tang sword, it can only be considered a copy, just similar in appearance. "

Xia Na looked at the Tang sword in her hand with satisfaction and said.

"I thought you made it."

"I can't make it. Look at the one I made, the quality is not that good, but it is light enough, it was very suitable for me before. Brother Ling, here, you can use this. "

Xia Na said, and handed the Tang sword to Ling Mo.

Ling Mo didn't hesitate, he took it in his hand, and swung the sword at the wall.

The Tang sword's narrow body structure made it very penetrating, although the sword tip didn't leave a big cut on the wall, it was very deep, this was the best weapon to use against zombies.

For zombies, even if the wound was big, so what? Even if the stomach was cut open, it would still be better to use a weapon with high penetrating power.

But the weight of the Tang sword was much heavier than the short sword he used before, although Ling Mo's body had been strengthened several times, he still wasn't used to it.

Also, with such a sharp sword, if he wasn't used to using cold weapons, he wouldn't be able to use it to kill zombies.

Zombies' movements were more flexible than ordinary people, they were fast and powerful.

No wonder Xia Na said that the survivors couldn't use it, even Ling Mo felt that he needed more practice.

"Well, with this, and the crossbow, I can use a sword to kill zombies, and an arrow to kill zombies from afar."

Ling Mo didn't lower his voice, Yang Jia, who was outside the door, suddenly had a bitter expression.

Such a good crossbow, his friends left it for him to guard the house, he didn't expect it to be taken away by a survivor …

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