In the deep alley, the psychic paranormal walked alone in the middle of the road, carefully moving forward.
Although he was using his mental power to sense, the paranormal felt a little flustered when he saw the messy shops on both sides of the road.
There seemed to be something staring at him from behind the glass doors stained with dark brown blood.
"It's okay. As long as I can sense their traces, my injuries are worth it. Don't be nervous, focus … "
The paranormal was muttering to himself when his expression suddenly changed. He slowly turned his head and looked at a shop behind him.
Although it was only for a moment, he seemed to have sensed something …
In the darkness, the small shop looked dead silent. In the broken window, a crooked model was "staring" at him. There were a few pieces of rags on his body that could no longer be recognized. When the wind blew, there was a soft rustling sound from time to time.
Next to him was a sliding door that only had half of its original shape left. At a glance, it was filled with shadows that were darker than the night.
The paranormal looked for a while, then looked at the street not far away.
Song Jinsen was still standing there, looking around with two guns in his hands. It seemed that he was still angry.
The paranormal hesitated for a moment, then swallowed his saliva and cautiously walked toward the shop.
It would be a lie to say that he was not afraid. The blood on his face had not even dried yet.
However, the other party's evasive actions gave the paranormal a lot of courage.
Ling Mo's attack just now seemed strange, but it was only a surprise attack. It was painful, but the injury was not serious.
This meant that even if he was strong, there was a limit.
Besides, their fear of this person mainly stemmed from the death of Ai Feng and Number 0.
Putting Ai Feng aside, most people had no idea how powerful Number 0 was.
Especially the people from the branch, they were almost like Mu Chen, treating Number 0 as a pure high-power information processing switch.
Even if they heard that Number 0 had extremely strong combat abilities, these people did not know how strong it was.
Even the murdered Shen Le and test subject No.1 were just two names to them.
"Maybe that Song guy is deliberately exaggerating? It's very likely. The test subject was killed, so the stronger the opponent, the better … "
The paranormal thought to himself as he stepped into the shop.
Crack.
As he turned on the small flashlight in his hand, a figure suddenly appeared under the beam of light.
The Adept was startled, but after taking a closer look, he let out a long sigh of relief.
It was just a dirty perm machine …
"F * ck!"
The ability user muttered a curse. If it was in the past, how could he have been scared by such an inanimate object? But the experience of fighting with Ling Mo had left a shadow in him.
Not being able to sense it in time didn't mean that there was no one there …
But on the other hand, the ones he could sense at this time were most likely Ling Mo's companions.
With this in mind, the Paranormal calmed himself down, turned his wrist, and carefully searched the house.
However, after scanning the area with the flashlight, he did not find anything.
"Impossible. It's fine if I can't sense it, but could it be wrong?"
The Adept frowned and stood in the middle of the shop with a puzzled look on his face.
Crack.
A slight sound suddenly came from above. He subconsciously raised his head and looked at the ceiling.
Whoosh!
A black shadow descended from above, rapidly enlarging in his eyes.
As soon as he opened his mouth, the black shadow directly stabbed him and threw him to the ground.
At the same time that he fell to the ground, a pair of feet fell beside him.
The sniper rifle in Ye Lian's hand was pressed against the man's throat. There was no murderous intent on her delicate face, and she even looked a little dazed.
But the eyes of the Spiritual-Type Adept were wide open, and his eyes were full of horror and despair.
He had guessed correctly. The person who had been sensed was indeed Ling Mo's companions.
But he was not happy at all!
What was with such a strong concealment ability and instant explosive power?!
Ye Lian did not look at him. She grabbed something from her backpack and threw it at his face.
The Adept still tried to struggle, but he did not expect a white thing to suddenly hit his face.
Before he could see it clearly, this thing directly covered him.
A suction force suddenly came, accompanied by a horrifying feeling that his brain was about to be sucked out of his nostrils. The Adept felt that his wound was also madly bleeding.
His eyes were suddenly dyed red with blood …
The originally translucent "jellyfish" suddenly turned red.
Its thin "skin" was constantly moving, as if it was sucking the mental power and blood at the same time.
The Adept whose face was covered by it twitched all over, and after a while, he stopped moving.
Ye Lian looked at the scene in front of her blankly. When the "jellyfish" stopped moving, she bent down and gently grabbed it.
At this time, the "jellyfish" had become transparent again, but its originally slightly white appearance now had a faint trace of blood.
"Brother Ling said … to help him save mental power …" Ye Lian thought hard. "Blood … didn't say to save."
After hesitating for a few seconds, Ye Lian silently stuffed the "jellyfish" back into her backpack.
He did not say to save it, but he also did not say that it was not allowed to suck.
…
At the same time, a Adept who had just turned a corner suddenly felt dizzy. He immediately raised his weapon and stuck to the wall, the veins on his hands bulging at the same time, looking ready to fight.
However, a black shadow suddenly appeared on the wall above his head and slowly approached him.
"If you dare to come out, I will split you in half!" The Adept thought nervously.
But at this moment, a pair of hands suddenly appeared on both sides of his head.
The Adept's body suddenly tensed, and his pupils instantly shrank.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a pair of soft white hands that seemed to have no bones.
But on one of the beautiful wrists, a cold light extended out, like a crescent moon, and hooked around his neck.
A warm current suddenly appeared between his legs, and at the same time, another warm current also spurted out from his neck.
Bang!
The corpse stuck to the wall, slowly collapsed to the ground, eyes wide open, body covered in blood …
As these scattered Nirvana members fell one by one in different corners, Song Jinsen, who was waiting in the same place, finally noticed that something was wrong.
After the anger of being tricked gradually subsided, Song Jinsen began to feel that these people had been gone for too long …
Moreover, he had said to search nearby, and he could still hear shouting from time to time, such as "Come out!", "Don't hide!" and so on. Why did it suddenly become quiet?
Not to mention shouting, there was no movement around at all.
Suddenly, a scream came from nearby, and then the sound of "patter patter" quickly approached.
"Help …"
A figure with a face full of blood rushed out of an alley, and when he saw Song Jinsen, he struggled to stretch out his hand, and shouted mournfully, "Help! They are not running away! They are not running away! "
This person was one of the two members from the headquarters just now, but at this moment, his body was full of wounds, and he looked very miserable.
Song Jinsen's heart thumped, and before he could rush over, the figure suddenly froze in the middle of running forward.
His mouth was open, and his Adam's apple moved, but no sound came out.
Then, a black dot gradually appeared on his chest.
As the black dot slowly expanded, the person's feet also tilted, and with a trace of disbelief, he fell with a "bang".
Song Jinsen witnessed this scene, and his heart also became a little cold.
After the corpse fell to the ground, another figure appeared not too far away.
His eyes were calm, and his expression was relaxed …
Although they had only met once, this face had already left a deep impression on Song Jinsen.
"We meet again." Ling Mo said.
"You guys …" The cigarette in Song Jinsen's mouth had already burned to the end, but he seemed to be unaware of it, and only stared at Ling Mo.
A few other figures also appeared nearby, but they were not one of the other eight.
Song Jinsen's eyes slowly swept over these figures, and said hatefully, "You are so sneaky …"
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