The leader's face instantly darkened, and Ling Mo threw the corpse away.
When Ling Mo kicked with his right foot, the leader had already run into the cubicle and slammed the door shut.
While holding the door tightly, the leader quickly took out his walkie-talkie.
His reaction wasn't slow, and the situation didn't allow him to be slow —
Young Bai dragged the corpse into the cubicle and looked at him with murderous eyes. If he still didn't realize that something was wrong, then he might as well stuff his head into the toilet.
There were two reasons why his first reaction was to hide.
Although Big Head only had a big head and nothing else, he was actually a pretty strong psychic.
However, he had died so cleanly that there was not even the slightest sign of a desperate struggle.
Secondly …
Ling Mo's pocket was bulging, and it was obvious that he had a gun, and this unlucky leader …
He just came out to the toilet, and he didn't bring any weapons!
Fortunately, the walkie-talkie had been hanging on his waist, and it came in handy now …
Although he didn't know what Young Bai wanted to do, this wasn't the time to pursue the reason, but to think of a way to protect himself.
However, as soon as he took out the walkie-talkie, he suddenly felt dizzy.
It was as if someone suddenly punched the back of his head, and his vision was distorted.
The hand that was about to turn on the walkie-talkie suddenly loosened, and a "plop" sound was heard —
"F * ck!"
Although he immediately bit the tip of his tongue to regain his senses, the walkie-talkie had already irreversibly completed the parabola and fell into the toilet …
"It's okay, if I bite the bullet and fish it out now …"
"Puchi!"
A burst of sparks appeared, announcing that the walkie-talkie was completely destroyed.
"Didn't you say it's waterproof! Su Qianrou, your Falcon actually dared to provide me with a substandard product! "
The leader stared at the walkie-talkie in a frenzy, and then held the cubicle door tightly.
The toilet here wasn't completely enclosed, and there was a gap of about 20 centimeters on both sides.
If Young Bai ran to the toilet next door and stood there, he might be able to stretch his head over …
However, if he really did that, this guild leader wouldn't have to be so nervous.
Also, if he wanted to break through this place in a short amount of time, it would take some effort.
Most importantly, doing so would inevitably create a loud and continuous noise. To Young Bai who had sneakily dragged the corpse in, this was probably the worst plan.
The Guild Leader himself wanted to make some noise to attract the attention of the people outside, but what if he forced this fellow into a corner?
"Li Hao! What do you want? "
Through the bathroom door, the leader roared.
If it was somewhere else, his roar would be enough to make an ordinary soldier tremble in fear.
However, in this place, the regiment commander's anger seemed to be lacking in confidence …
"Yo, your walkie-talkie dropped. I have another one here. Do you want one? "
The voice did not sound emotional, and the tone did not fluctuate, but it angered the leader so much that he gritted his teeth.
Sure enough, it was this fellow's doing! But why didn't I know he had such an ability before?
"You killed a colleague …"
Just as the regiment commander opened his mouth, the person outside readily admitted, "Yes, didn't you see it? Do you want me to tell you everything that you didn't see? "
"What?!"
The regiment commander almost jumped up, but he immediately remembered that he was still blocking the door.
Although this lunatic had not tried to force his way through the door, he could not be careless …
From the moment he met Ling Mo's gaze, the regiment commander instinctively realized that this fellow was very dangerous and scary.
He even felt that this was a completely different person from the Li Hao in his memory!
"You killed others?!"
"Yes, a total of seventeen, and they were all loyal to you …" The person answered honestly.
If it was someone else, the regiment commander would definitely jump up and scold, "Bullsh * t!"
But this tone …
Damn it! This is a lunatic!
"What do you want?" The regiment commander asked again.
Ling Mo laughed expressionlessly and slowly took two steps back. Then, he suddenly clenched his fist.
If the regiment commander turned his head at this moment, he would realize that the lock that he had fastened was slowly twisting …
"What do you want …"
"That's right! What do you want? "When the regiment commander heard this, he immediately felt that there was a chance and quickly asked.
Although he held a lot of power, he hadn't personally done something like fighting for a long time.
Unlike the Falcon, which was a place where the strong were the most powerful, the Air Force was more "traditional".
The surviving soldiers and officers of the old Air Force were the core of the current power class of the new Air Force.
The regiment commander was a typical example of this. He not only knew how to play with power, but he also knew how to be ruthless.
But … these talents couldn't bring him any help in his current predicament!
Damn it, I'm not good at fighting!
However, as long as this guy was still in the mood to negotiate, then his opportunity was here!
The regiment commander prepared a bunch of excuses. He was confident that this kid would fall into his trap step by step.
"If I tell you that I am Ling Mo, will you understand what I want?"
As soon as this was said, the regiment commander immediately showed a trace of doubt, "What?"
However, before he could think about it, the door suddenly opened silently.
The regiment commander staggered and immediately turned around in a panic.
However, what greeted him was a pair of blood-red eyes and a hammer-like fist, "I want your life!"
"Bang!"
After a muffled sound, a large blob of blood immediately burst in front of Ling Mo's eyes.
As this short and fat body fell to the side of the toilet, a stream of blood flowed down his legs and slowly spread on the floor.
"You haven't zipped up yet …"
Ling Mo looked down and then showed a trace of disgust, "Although you are the regiment commander, your partner is obviously just a reserve recruit …"
"Haha …"
The regiment commander rolled his eyes and stared at Young Bai in horror, "You … You are … Ling Mo …"
"Borrowing weapons, borrowing power, no matter how strong the power in your hands is, you are still a mess …"
A few minutes later, the person who walked out of the cubicle was no longer Li Hao wearing a hood, but the "regiment commander" with a red and swollen nose.
He twisted his neck, took two steps stiffly, and then turned on the walkie-talkie in his hand, "It's me. How … is the situation … "
His voice was thick with a nasal sound, but with such a nose, no one would suspect anything …
The Air Force Regiment experienced a long period of riots, and some zombies broke into the interior.
After a chaotic battle, when cleaning up the casualties, people were surprised to find that many high-level people had died in the riots.
Moreover, it seemed that all of them were loyal supporters of the regiment commander, the kind of people who were usually arrogant and domineering, and didn't take human lives seriously.
Some people with rich imagination immediately thought of certain aspects, but the regiment commander, who should be the most angry or even crazy, was unexpectedly silent.
This riot lasted for most of the day and finally came to an end at dusk. At this time, a report was also handed to the regiment commander's desk.
The air squad sent by the Air Force Regiment had lost all information.
"That Spider Empress has indeed evolved again. She completely destroyed the air squad, I wonder what happened to her? "
The "regiment commander" pinched his chin and thought for a while, then threw the report on the table.
At this time, the Air Force Regiment was a mess. Although most people's attention was still on the sudden zombie attack, some people had already turned their attention to the death of the high-level people.
This was an opportunity to reshuffle the power. Maybe some people wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to climb up, maybe some people had other ideas …
But among these people, there was no one who could really immediately stand out and challenge the regiment commander, or even replace him.
The most important thing was that the impact of the zombie attack had not yet passed.
However, Ling Mo didn't intend to bother dealing with this kind of boring thing. He even closed the office and pretended to break several teacups.
This way, naturally, no one would come to mess with him and provoke him, the fake regiment commander.
"They should be here tonight, right? This kind of thing, just leave it to them. Almost all the high-level people are dead, what the rest will choose is up to them. "
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