Sly! This person was truly too sly!
âLing Mo, you want to reap the benefits without doing any workâ¦â the sunglasses man trembled all over, gritting his teeth in anger. âBut those resources, you wonât be able to handle themâ¦â
âThatâs not something you need to worry aboutâ¦â Ling Mo said calmly.
âWorry? To hell with you!â A vicious glint suddenly flashed in the sunglasses manâs eyes. He quickly reached out and grabbed Old Lan beside him. The strange creature was still hidden in his hair, so the sunglasses man decided to forgo using his superpower and opted for a more direct and brutal approach.
Being this close and targeting someone who never ventured out and wasnât strong in combat, the sunglasses man was confident he wouldnât fail!
From the moment he overheard Ling Mo and Old Zheng talking, he had been waiting for this opportunity⦠As long as he seized Old Lan, he would have a bargaining chip. Whether to stay alive or to find a way to deliver messages to Niepan⦠he desperately needed a bargaining chip!
âThereâs always a time delay between receiving a signal and reacting⦠I didnât use psychic power, so the little monster wouldnât react immediately⦠And judging by Ling Moâs appearance, he must have consumed a lot of energy⦠As for those three girls, theyâre too far from me⦠This is my only chance. If I donât act now, I wonât have another!â
Just as his hand was about to touch Old Lan, the sunglasses manâs heart pounded rapidly.
âSwish!â
A cold flash suddenly zipped past his body, followed by a dull thud, and a severed arm with blood splattering everywhere fell to the ground.
Xia Naâs scythe swiftly glided by, nudging Old Lan aside in the process. One of her eyes flashed red for a moment, and she then gave a strange smile, saying, âYouâre too slowâ¦â
The sunglasses man staggered, incredulously looking at the severed limb on the ground before letting out a horrifying scream, clutching his wound as he rolled onto the floor. Xia Naâs speed had surpassed his imagination, and in that instant, he even felt as if his psychic power had been slashed along with his arm.
âNo! She clearly wasnât looking at me, so how could she react! And this speed⦠even zombies arenât this fast!â The sunglasses man was in excruciating pain, but his mind was forcibly kept awake. With that strike, he could even feel his brain convulsing madly, as if it was automatically restoring itself after being scrambled⦠However, this kind of pain was almost on par with the agony of losing an arm!
âIt seems you still consider yourself a part of the âBig Bossâ teamâ¦â Ling Mo rubbed his temples and walked forward, looking down and saying, âAre you addicted to being a puppet?â
âAhhhhh!â The sunglasses man kept howling, but his rolling eyes still fixated on Ling Mo. âI never expected you to spare me! But you⦠you wonât have it easy either. Two camps, can you provoke them? Youâve just killed one of me, but there are many more âmeâsâ waiting for youâ¦â
He seemed to try to manage a sneer, but amidst the intense pain, it came out as a twitch on his faceâ¦
âBring it on, one by one. If you have the skills, just keep merging. As for letting you find yourself again⦠itâs actually not that hard.â Ling Mo suddenly smiled and said.
âHeh heh hehâ¦â The sunglasses man wanted to say more, but Ling Moâs hand was already on his forehead.
Simultaneously, with a light âplopâ sound, the master ball appeared in Ling Moâs palm.
âWhat⦠what are you going to do?â The sunglasses manâs expression changed drastically. Suddenly, he felt that Ling Mo⦠perhaps he knew he would make a moveâ¦
âYou still donât get it? The master ball has always restricted your psychic power. Actually, besides the Big Bossâs memories, you should have also recalled the part of your own memories, right? But you refused to accept them. You would rather choose to be that powerful ruler instead of reverting back to an ordinary superhuman⦠Itâs a choice you made yourself.â Ling Mo said.
âYou figured it out?â The sunglasses manâs body shuddered, but then he shouted again, âBut so what? I canât tell who is who! But at least this current me is stronger than the former me! Who doesnât want to be the stronger one!â
âStrong? Maybe⦠but I still believe in my own strength more. To survive in this world, you have to truly master something of your own⦠otherwise, youâll be eliminated sooner or later.â
With that, Ling Mo pulled out a small red gel-like object from his pocket. It looked only about the size of a fingernail, but it seemed like a coagulation of many blood clots. The sunglasses man froze the moment he saw it: âTheâ¦
He looked up and was horrified to find that at some point, it was just Ling Mo and the three girls around him. As for Old Zheng and the others, they were watching from afarâ¦
âOld Lan, what do you think theyâre doing?â Lan Lan asked in a low voice.
âI donât knowâ¦â Old Lan shook his head. He touched his sleeve with a bit of lingering fear. That strike had come down right between him and the sunglasses man, and in that split second, he wondered how that girl could have such precise control⦠�
Seeing them looking over, Old Zheng quickly waved his hand, saying, âDonât ask me, I need to focus right nowâ¦â
âBy the way, youâre a new faceâ¦â Lan Lan turned to Zhang Chenghui.
Zhang Chenghui immediately mustered a smile and nodded, âHello, Iâm new here! Just captured⦠Iâm⦠Iâm from Falcon.â As soon as he said this, he felt strange. But for some reason, he sensed that these people werenât really allies with Ling Moâ¦
âOhâ¦â The three simultaneously responded with a look of sudden realization.
âHey, hey, hey, this reaction isnât right. Canât you all express some different opinions? Whatâs with this calmness out of nowhere? Are you used to this already? Say somethingâ¦ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âAh!â
A series of piercing screams echoed, and Zhang Chenghui shivered. He vaguely felt that the person who just rolled their eyes might also be a captive in this groupâ¦
âPlease donât kill me! Itâs not easy for me to survive⦠I was forced into this, I havenât even seen what you look likeâ¦â Zhang Chenghui huddled in the corner with his toolbox, nervously mumblingâ¦
After a minute of screaming, Ling Mo and the others came over to join them.
However, the sunglasses man was nowhere to be seen. All that remained at the spot where he had been was a pool of bloodâ¦
âAlright, letâs move on. Tell Mu Chen and the others not to block them. Iâll think of something,â Ling Mo exhaled and said.
Old Zheng couldnât help but take another couple of glances at him. Ultimately, he held back his curiosity and nodded, saying, âLetâs head in the direction of Host Xu. But at our pace, itâll likely take another half hour to fully leave this town⦠With their speed, youâll need to hold them off for at least ten more minutesâ¦â
âNoâ¦â Ye Lian suddenly shook her head and looked back into the town, saying, âFifteen minutes⦠otherwise, theyâll catch up.â
No sooner had she spoken than a loud boom echoed from inside the town, accompanied by a massive cloud of black smokeâ¦
âTheyâve even brought in artillery!â Old Lan exclaimed in shock.
Zhang Chenghui shook his head, his expression complicated, and said, âItâs a howitzer⦠So, once they catch up, no matter how fast you are, you canât withstand a round of salvo. Not to mention, each of them is a superhuman⦠Let me go. Look at me, Iâm totally limp, Iâm just a burdenâ¦â
âWho is this support team?â Ling Mo turned to ask.
âThe Seventh Team under Chief of Staff Wang. They call themselves⦠the Destruction Team,â Zhang Chenghui seemed apprehensive about the name and lowered his head, saying, âTwenty of them showed up, which means twenty more arenât here⦠But being able to send half their number to catch you is already quite a featâ¦â
âForty elitesâ¦â Ling Mo was speechless again. Judging by the numbers, the power struggle within Falcon must have started a long time ago, but the appearance of the Second Camp is what truly triggered these latent forces to emerge.