Chapter 893 After the Ugly Child Mutates... Still a Ugly Child

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This is a sliding door. Judging from the material, it seems to be quite heavy... There is also a signboard on the door that reads "Idlers and others are not allowed to enter". When I clicked on it, the meaning of this line of words changed subtly...

"You can't enter!" Xiaoyue'er was still trying to stop her in vain.

"If you hadn't lured me down, I wouldn't have found this place so quickly," Ling Mo said.

Xiaoyue'er froze for a moment, then lowered her head feebly. There is really no way to refute this...

"You never went in?" Ling Mo asked as he leaned against the door and listened to the movement.

Xiaoyue'er didn't speak, looking at her expression, it was obvious that she wanted to swallow this strange animal alive. But what she couldn't understand was that she was the one who led the same kind by the nose at the beginning, why did they switch positions in the blink of an eye? What's more, she actually became a prisoner... Thinking of this, Xiao Yue'er was very angry. She didn't realize the problem of her body shape, but only cared about the difference between Ling Mo's evolution level and her. The more irritable I think...

"Crack!"

Ling Mo grabbed the doorknob and pulled it aside twice, only then heard a muffled sound coming from behind the door.

"Wow!"

When the iron door was completely pulled aside, a strange smell burst out from inside immediately.

"I hope you guys didn't destroy all the equipment, then I'll be very angry." Ling Mo stood at the door for two seconds before walking in with Xiaoyue'er in his arms.

"Hmph..." Xiao Yue'er heard Ling Mo talking to herself, and couldn't help but scornfully said, "Is it useful for you to be angry?"

"Were you already this badass before you mutated?" Ling Mo asked back, but the corners of his mouth moved slightly, giving her the feeling that there was a smile on his face. His weird reaction made Xiao Yue'er suddenly a little puzzled. But I can't figure out what's wrong.

This is indeed a low-level zombie... But why does he look so confident?

The little zombie writhed and struggled all the way, but after entering the warehouse, it calmed down strangely, and just stared at the front with a pair of blood-red eyes.

"The ones you asked me to wake up are soldiers, so what are they here? A legion commander like you?" After closing the door, Ling Mo carefully looked around. In his mouth, he asked in a low voice.

"I didn't ask you to wake them up, didn't I tell you everything, I don't know anything!" Xiao Yue'er also replied in a low voice.

"It's really hard to talk to zombies..." Ling Mo couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Compared with the outside, the space here is much larger. It's just that there are cold cement all around, which makes people feel very dull. A large number of wooden boxes are piled up here and there, and there are two hydraulic trolleys not far from the sliding door. There was some blood on the car.

There were also what seemed to be pieces of clothing, and half a black shoe.

"It really is a warehouse..."

Ling Mo turned over a breastplate with a rusty pin on the tip of his toes, took a look and said.

In addition, there is a register, but the lower half is soaked with blood, and the paper has been rotten. Ling Mo flipped through a few sheets carefully, and finally managed to recognize one of the targets this time.

"The location provided by Lao Lan is really correct... I just don't know if these things can be found here."

Ling Mo took a breath. Then he walked into the depths of the warehouse.

Xiao Yue'er suddenly said, "You didn't just come in."

"What?"

"Let me think about it...you came here with a purpose, just like hunting for food." Xiao Yue'er described.

"By the way, a big guy came in before me, why didn't you keep an eye on him?" Ling Mo glanced at her in surprise, and immediately changed the subject.

"Big guy? You mean Xiongji..."

"It turns out that Xiong Ji belongs to your group... and these names, who picked them up!"

That would make things clear, no wonder it didn't look like a lair here. Because those zombies guarding the street are also part of this lair. But until now, Ling Mo still feels that this place is different from ordinary lairs... Maybe if we understand this, we can understand why the survivors are interested in this place.

"Boom!"

Suddenly there was a loud noise in the distance, followed by Huahua's angry cry: "Ah! I'm going to cut you into pieces! Where are you, where are you!"

"Well!"

Xiaoyue'er's mouth was immediately covered by Ling Mo. He pushed a few wooden boxes over to block the door, and then checked the surrounding walls.

"here!"

A simple warehouse division map hung there, and after Ling Mo searched for it for a while, he didn't find another exit. But he easily found another passage leading upstairs, judging from the picture. This is equivalent to a relatively independent part of the building. The warehouse alone occupies three floors, and the area is still very large, and there are many equipments available for storage.

But the problem now is that this warehouse is obviously also used by these zombies. Then whether the equipment has been damaged or whether it can still be used has completely become an unknown.

Thinking of this, Ling Mo couldn't help feeling a little anxious, and worst of all, his other corpse was about to lose its hold...

"Aw!"

The butcher's speed was extremely fast, and his two hands were like bone cutters and meat cleavers with different divisions of labor, destroying crazily along the way. The pouches were crawling all over his front, back, left, right, and even the top of his head. Those larvae hid in the corpse, as if they were covered with a layer of skin. Throwing and other methods could not hurt their bodies at all, even Even the effect of hindrance is getting smaller and smaller.

Compared with the corpse puppet in the warehouse, the corpse puppet responsible for the lure task has already consumed a lot of physical strength, and even the muscles began to twitch, and the skin all over the body seemed to be burned red, as if the virus inside is burning rapidly. Once the physical strength is exhausted, these monsters will turn around and look for another corpse...

"Pudge!"

The corpse puppet yelled indistinctly, but the butcher was stunned for a moment.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ling Mo immediately manipulated him to grab a flower pot, and threw it towards it heavily.

"Boom!"

The butcher only had time to raise his arm, and the flower pot was smashed to pieces.

However, although it was not injured, the dry soil in the flowerpot had exploded into a cloud of yellow mist, enveloping the butcher and the pouches behind it.

"Hiss!"

The pouches were not affected, but the butcher covered his eyes with howls, waved his arms wildly, and rushed towards this side in a stumbling manner.

"bring it on."

The corpse puppet pulled out a piece of the stainless steel chair leg with its backhand, and stuck it sideways to the corner, panting violently at the same time.

As long as he can leave a mark for the butcher, he can delay for a while...

The butcher caught in the exposure frantically smelled the smell and rushed over, but his judgment of the terrain was not so sensitive. Every time he hit the wall, Ling Mo could hear a muffled "bang", and even felt the ground shake. As soon as a baby pouch climbed down from the ceiling, the butcher stepped on it all at once. The body burst open immediately, and there was a scream of "hissing" from inside.

In addition, several baby pouches were pulled up and thrown aside by it, and some were even torn in half by it, leaving a lot of bloody filth...

"What a powerful force..."

Ling Mo was speechless inwardly, but he held the chair leg tightly with both hands. He had torn it off during his escape, but it was the best weapon he could find here. Even this plan was improvised, but now it seems that there is still a certain success rate...

The butcher was too easily irritated, and this happened to be the key to Ling Mo's success. The angrier it is, the greater its chances...

Seeing the butcher getting closer, the corpse puppet roared violently, grabbed the chair legs tightly and stabbed forward.

"puff!"

A huge force immediately came up from the palm, and quickly jumped to the shoulder. Ling Mo was also taken out, but because of the location he chose, he was just bumped into another wall one meter away, not only against his body, but also temporarily stuck the butcher. With the tearing of the muscles, the two arms of the corpse puppet immediately went limp, but Ling Mo gritted his teeth and let out a low growl again. He used his body strength to bump forward again, and then let go of the chair feebly. leg.

The butcher rushed over from the corner where the puppet was hiding, then threw himself on the ground uncontrollably, and rolled continuously for a certain distance. Although it got up quickly, there was already a long, twisted chair leg at its waist. Under Ling Mo's frenzied stabbing, one-third of the chair leg had entered the butcher's body, and it also showed a very bad upward deflection angle. Coupled with the momentum of the butcher just now, this chair leg even exerted a stronger lethal force than the knife and axe.

"Aw!"

With a howl, the butcher grabbed the chair leg and tried to free it.

How could the deformable chair legs be so easy to pull out? Not only did a lot of blood burst out, but there was even the sound of friction between the bones and the chair legs. This is a zombie. If it was a human being, I'm afraid it would have passed out from the pain, let alone pull it out.

However, Ling Mo also noticed that the butcher's recovery ability doesn't seem to be that strong... Its blood loss seems to be a little bit larger than that of ordinary zombies...

"Xiaoyue'er, Huahua, and Pudge, and even that Xiongji, their evolutionary direction is very extreme..."

Just as Ling Mo was thinking about it, he suddenly felt something dripping from the top of his head.

He suddenly raised his head and looked up. A baby pouch with a swollen face showing signs of decay was hanging above his head. The wound on his abdomen had been split into a big seam. Li Ya's mouth was facing the corpse doll. Then, it jumped down suddenly...

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