"Why … why?"
The middle-aged man didn't want to be led by the nose, but his head was almost flattened by the other party, so he could only ask while trembling.
"Because, just like you, he provoked someone he shouldn't have provoked."
These words sounded very familiar, and at this moment, it sounded very sarcastic.
"What … what do you mean?"
The man under the hood shook his head and suddenly lowered his voice, but very clearly said to the middle-aged man, "Didn't you want to skin me?"
Boom!
These words were like a heavy punch, hitting the middle-aged man's heart fiercely.
His eyes widened in an instant, and his body tensed up.
Of course, he wouldn't forget what he had just said a minute ago!
But the person in front of him …
"You … who the hell are you?!"
The answer was obvious, but even at this moment, the middle-aged man still felt that this was too ridiculous!
The figure that had gathered the attention of the whole regiment, the guy who was regarded as a "credit" by many people …
Could he be here, right beside him?!
And … the person in front of him, no matter how he looked at it, was Li Hao!
That's right …
No one knew what his special ability was.
Was it possible for a spiritual-type psychic to completely control another body?
As soon as this thought came out, the middle-aged man seemed to have caught onto something …
But he still couldn't believe it until the man said, "Didn't you want me to watch my women die in front of me one by one?"
It's him!
A sense of panic immediately drowned the middle-aged man like a tide.
This "Li Hao" turned out to be Ling Mo!
Nothing could make people's hair stand on end more than this!
A powerful psychic, if he didn't stand on the opposite side of the Air Force Regiment, might have been regarded as a target for recruitment.
But unfortunately, from the moment One-eyed pulled the trigger, their hostile relationship was already doomed.
The Air Force Regiment only wanted to kill him to save their lost face, and Ling Mo would never accept the enemy's recruitment. The contradiction between them had been irreconcilable from that moment on.
But a guy who could control others and even use them as a clone …
This kind of person, at least the middle-aged man would never allow him to stay by his side and become a member of the same camp as him!
Today, he could control others. Tomorrow, he could turn himself into a puppet.
Although Yin Jie also had a similar ability, it had considerable limitations, and this guy...
He really couldn't figure out how the other party was able to control Li Hao and deceive him!
That gaze that looked like he was being stared at by a venomous snake was probably not an illusion …
The middle-aged man couldn't help but tremble at the thought of how he had arrogantly proclaimed in front of Ling Mo how he would torture and kill him!
It's too late … everything is too late …
When he said those words, Ling Mo already had his eyes on him.
And now, when the Air Force suddenly fell into chaos, he seized the opportunity …
"Looks like you've already guessed it …"
"You are … you are Ling Mo! You're that damn brat! "
The middle-aged man tried his best to reach out his hand. As long as he could grab the walkie-talkie, as long as he could shout out a sentence … No, even if it was just a few words!
"You're really bold. How dare you come to our Air Force Regiment? So, the information you said is also false, right? No … Since the clone is here, the real body must not be far away … "
The middle-aged man kept talking, trying to distract Ling Mo's attention:
"You think you've won? You don't know the immensity of heaven and earth, you idiot! To us, you're just a small piece of trash. It won't take much effort to clean you up … "
"Oh …"
Ling Mo dragged out the last word and sneered: "You keep saying that you look down on ordinary people, but in fact, aren't you relying on ordinary people? Without more than a thousand ordinary soldiers, what are you people of the upper echelons? "
"What qualifications do you have to look down on ordinary people? Have guns in your hands? Have planes? What's the big deal! "
"What I can't stand is people like you who think that you can step on others' heads and think that you are a cut above everyone else!"
"You're still trash when you're stepped on!"
"You're the naive ones. Do you think it's the same as before? Acting like a boss everywhere! "
After being scolded by Ling Mo, his tone was quite cold. These words were like slaps, slapping the middle-aged man's face until it was swollen.
His eyes were red, and he stretched out his hands with all his might.
Almost … His fingers were almost there!
"You … Cough cough …" The middle-aged man was suddenly ecstatic, and he scolded, "Bastard, show off all you want …"
However, at this moment, he suddenly felt the top of his head loosen, and before he could react, a huge force slammed into his head.
Looking at the blood flowing out of his feet, Ling Mo sneered in his heart: "Idiot, I'm a psychic psychic. Do you really think I won't know what you're up to?"
He quickly jumped down, took out the walkie-talkie, and put the pistol in his pocket.
After wiping his feet on the carpet, he walked out of the office as if nothing had happened.
Inside the room, the middle-aged man was lying on the table, and his blood had dyed the table red.
The moment the door was pulled shut, it was as if an invisible hand was fiddling with the small button inside the door, and it slowly turned in a circle.
Click —
The door was locked from the inside, and Ling Mo had already pulled up his hood and moved on to his next target.
In less than three minutes, he had already taken out one of them by surprise.
Outside, he caused chaos in the Air Force Regiment, and inside, he killed the leader.
These people were the ones who really threatened him and wanted to kill him.
Bypassing the bayonets held in their hands and directly attacking the people wielding the bayonets, this was Ling Mo's plan …
Holding the walkie-talkie in his hand, Ling Mo smoothly grasped the current positions of some people on the "kill list" through the conversations of those high-level officials.
In just over ten minutes, this figure had entered and left several offices.
No one noticed, and no one realized …
At this time, Big Head was wiping the cold sweat on his head, running through the corridor and up the stairs.
The sudden appearance of the zombie group brought a lot of trouble to the Air Force Regiment.
As soon as the zombies entered the airport, they rushed to the security team, grabbed the iron pipe that had been thrown out before, and then fiercely hit the soldiers who were screaming and retreating. It was unknown whether they were alive or dead.
Their speed was too fast, and they were much more cunning than ordinary zombies.
Now, some zombies had approached the building under the cover of their own kind, broke through the heavy defense, and appeared in the lobby downstairs.
Although it was impossible for them to attack, this matter still had to be reported to the leader immediately.
And there was one more important thing …
There was no news from the convoy that went to chase after Ling Mo, and the Air Squad had encountered a big problem …
I have to inform the leader as soon as possible, and arrest that young man Bai immediately!
House arrest is too easy for him!
However, just as he passed the corner of the stairs, a figure suddenly jumped down from above.
Big Head saw the other party's face in horror, and a pair of iron pince-like arms were already around his neck.
"You …"
As soon as he said a word, his neck had been twisted.
Dragging Big Head up the stairs, Ling Mo directly opened the bathroom door, and then dragged this guy in.
However, as soon as he closed the door, Ling Mo felt something was wrong.
His heart skipped a beat, and he quickly turned his head.
Next to the urinal, there was a guy with a red face. It seemed like his pipe wasn't flowing smoothly, and he was staring at him in a daze …
And what surprised Ling Mo the most was that this guy was actually his next target.
The leader of the Air Force Regiment, the biggest target of the decapitation operation, the leader …
Ling Mo didn't expect to meet this guy so coincidentally in this situation …
After all, this was just a clone. Ling Mo's main body's sensing ability wasn't strong, let alone a clone.
Zombies' noses were still very sensitive, but he was neither a professional zombie, and he was also dragging a corpse that exuded a "human smell".
If the leader really peed, he might have noticed it. The problem was …
The two looked at each other in this strange and awkward situation, and then the leader's gaze slowly moved down to the big head …
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