âCan they handle it? Or... Should we take this opportunity to just run away?!â
Liu Bao Dong retreated to Lucyâs side and asked.
Lucy looked at him contemptuously and said coldly, âYou can try....â
âItâs obvious youâre playing favorites! Now is a good opportunity! Besides, we helped them stall so many zombies already....â
Liu Bao Dongâs scalp turned numb as he looked above. The lobby was filled with the pungent smell of blood, and a never-ending supply of zombies.
It if wasnât because the zombies were stuck in the stairs, they would have already been torn to pieces.
âHmph, would you rather face these many zombies, or that monster?â Lucy sneered sarcastically.
âUhh...â Liu Bao Dong was speechless. He gritted his teeth and tried to say something, but Lucy quickly interrupted him, âJust stop already. Our FIRE base has already embarrassed ourselves once in front of him. I wonât do something shameful again.â
âThen fine, how about we meet you outside...â Liu Bao Dong once again broke the limits of being shameless.
âSure, if you dare take a step back, donât blame me if my hands suddenly start shaking.â
Lucyâs next words made Liu Bao Dong stop his footsteps.
He raised the muzzle with a bitter face, endured the soreness of his arms and shoulders, took a deep breath, and looked at the zombies who were like clever monkeys....
Upstairs, the brat was still wearing that strange smile at first, as if watching he was watching a clown perform. But as Ling Moâs calm but crazy attacks continued to fall on him, the expression on the bratâs face gradually became a little ugly.
BANG!*
A burst of blood on his chest finally made the bratâs face show horror.
Seeing that Ling Mo didnât plan to stop at all, the brat also started to get a bad feeling.
He struggled desperately, âAHH! Let go of me, you filthy human. Youâre just a toy and you actually want to kill me?! Iâm angry! Iâm really angry!â
BANG!*
Seeing another hole filled with blood emerge from the bratâs stomach, Ling Moâs cold face suddenly showed a smile, âWerenât you boasting that you had no weaknesses just now?â
âWHEN THE FUCK DID I SAY THAT?!â
The brat shouted. His muscles expanded again, shredding his clothes and turning them into pieces of rags that were hanging onto him. [1]
In contrast, his small head seemed to be rather out of place.
More bone spikes emerged from the âslitsâ around his body, and really formed a bone armor.
With a tremendous boost in power, he was finally freed from Ling Moâs imprisonment.
But Ling Moâs violent attacks had already caused the brat to feel a real life and death crisis.
After regaining the upper hand, the zombie brat let out a low growl, grabbed Ling Moâs arm, and threw him away.
But when Ling Mo was sent flying like a cannonball, he wasnât hurt at all when he landed.
One Ling Moâs tentacles had caught the chandelier in time.
However, the tremendous force caused the chandelier to fall between him and the brat as he fell towards the ground.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the brat also jumped onto the windowsill, preparing to escape from the battlefield that Ling Mo had prepared for him.
His advantages couldnât be used at all here.
âDidnât you like playing hunting games with people? How does it feel like being the prey?â
Ling Mo smiled with a pale face. A long-saved powerful spiritual strangulation attack caused the zombie brat, who had just jumped onto the windowsill, to become stunned for a moment.
Although it was only a moment, it was all that he needed.
âThis is my trump card. I personally saved it for you until now. Didnât you say you have no weaknesses? Well then, Iâll create it for you.â
Any defense will become vulnerable after being attacked continuously.
Hundreds of tentacles had hit hundreds of times throughout the bratâs body.
Now, there were weaknesses everywhere.
âGo play in hell.â
Ling Mo looked at the brat who had just recovered from his daze, raised his hand, and snapped his finger, creating a crisp âsnapâ sound.
The bratâs body became stiff, and suddenly numerous wounds burst open and blood splattered from his body!
When he fell from the window, there was still a look of surprise and confusion in his eyes.
A spiritual tentacle followed him in mid-air, catching a falling leader-rank virus hive.
At the moment when Ling Mo used his spiritual strangulation attack, there were many memory fragments that emerged in front of Ling Moâs eyes.
All those evil deeds could cause a personâs hair to stand up from anger [2] ....
At the same time when Ling Mo got the virus hive, he let out a long sigh of relief, and whispered, âFor brats like you, itâs better if you die early.â
BANG!*
The bratâs body fell to the ground; his wide-open eyes were still staring at the window.
âI did it.â
Ling Mo turned around and smiled at Ye Lian.
But as soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly fell forward.
[1] â the bratâs a mini hulk lol
[2] â Honestly, Super Saiyan kind of just popped in my mind.