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- ps: The plot of the gathering place ends here
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A sharp and huge thorn came out of the earth and skewered more than a dozen people on the spot!
This scene frightened many people on the spot. Is this also the ability of evolutionaries? !
Ability! ?
People were hesitant and did not dare to step forward.
Master Hu also shrank his pupils and could not keep calm. He just bluffed to the people below with cold sweat on his face: "Go! Kill him! He is only one person! Whoever kills this man will give him food for the rest of his life." Finished food! Let him play with the most beautiful woman!"
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The most beautiful woman!
This is what these men long for most. They stared at Zhang Mo with burning eyes. They told themselves that no matter how powerful Zhang Mo was, there was only one person. There were hundreds of people on his side, and they would not be able to kill them all even if they were exhausted. , what if I am the one who kills him by luck! ?
¡°Kill!!¡±
Thinking of this, hundreds of people gasped and rushed forward again.
Zhang Mo didn't pay attention to the sluggish look on the little boy behind him as he looked at him. The black and red blood streaks formed tendrils on his back, wrapping the little boy around his back like a backpack. This was a form of control over his own flesh and blood that he accidentally discovered, but it was of little use. , cannot form combat effectiveness and can only be used as a backpack.
Carrying the boy on his back, Zhang Mo rushed forward, his sharp claws sticking to the ground. From time to time, thorns stabbed out from the ground abruptly, each time causing casualties ranging from a few to more than a dozen people. It was frightening. .
Zhang Mo had a bloodthirsty sneer on his lips. With his ability, he could instantly pass through the crowd and catch Master Hu in several ways. But he didn't do this. The depression during this period and Lu Yao's death required him to vent it through killing. What's more, he will not let Mr. Hu die easily, he will make Mr. Hu feel the fear of helplessness.
In this way, Zhang Mo calmly met the hundreds of people rushing towards him.
Poof! puff!
A man was scratched to pieces by Zhang Mo's claws, and his head flew high into the air; a steel knife was cut into several pieces by the sharp claws like tofu, and the upper body of the man holding the knife was cut off with the remaining power.
The blood mist covered the people behind. Many people were stunned, their legs were weak from the fright of this bloody scene.
? ? Plasma spraying. Zhang Mo had no scruples. Whether they were those who came up to kill him or those who turned around and ran away in fear, they were torn into pieces by his sharp claws. The minced meat and limbs flew everywhere. From time to time, someone was chopped into several pieces by Zhang Mo. There was plasma and minced viscera and meat everywhere. The machine gunners behind were attacking desperately with bullets, and the bullets even hit their own people. After being hit by the bullet, the human body was immediately torn open, and large amounts of blood mist erupted.
Facing the heavy machine gun fire, Zhang Mo turned his back on him and let the bullets as long as his little finger hit him. Bullets that could tear an ordinary person to pieces didn't even leave a white mark on his skin. This scene left the machine gunners stunned and shocked beyond words!
"Hmph~!"
Zhang Mo swept across the machine gun position coldly. With a wave of his hand, his pupils turned silver-white, and his water control ability caused the blood water gathered on the ground to rise out of thin air, like circling bloody dragons, rushing into the machine gun position.
Poof! puff! puff!
On the machine gun position. Dozens of people and their machine guns were all cut into pieces by blood and water!
"Monster~!"
"He is not a human! He is a ghost!"
The remaining few hundred people were completely frightened and no longer had any will to fight. Screaming in terror and running for life.
Zhang Mo stopped chasing them instead.
Countless mutilated corpses were piled around him, all with scattered limbs. It was impossible to tell how many people he had killed. Streams of blood and water meandered on the wasteland, bloody as hell.
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Zhang Mo stepped on bright red and dazzling bloody footprints under his feet, and he walked towards Mr. Hu who had fallen into a daze. The steps are very light, but one step can almost suffocate Master Hu.
On the two-meter high platform, apart from Master Hu, there were only Scar and the girl who were tied to the flagpole. Scar was also shocked. He didn't expect such a terrifying figure to be hidden in the gathering place. He stared at Zhang Mo's arms turned into sharp claws, and he swallowed hard.
Looking at Zhang Mo approaching him, Mr. Tiger was already frightened. At this moment, the scheming plan that he had always been proud of was defeated by Zhang Mo, leaving nothing behind. Ambition was cruelly strangled to death in the cradle by Zhang Mo as soon as it emerged.
Zhang Mo¡¯s arms returned to their normal form, with tendrils on his back and a backpack.Open it and the little boy slides down.
Zhang Mo glanced at the boy. His face was pale, and he suddenly fell to the ground and vomited. However, the boy was imprisoned in the basement by Master Hu and could not eat any food at all. Apart from a large amount of stomach acid and gastric juice, what he vomited out was only some withered yellow color. of rotten grass stalks and the remains of a spider half-digested by gastric juices.
The spider was caught by a boy in a cold crack in the wall. This little boy, only eleven or twelve years old, dared to eat the spider alive in order to survive. You can see the tenacity of this hungry and skinny little boy.
Zhang Mo walked up to Master Hu and looked down at Master Hu.
Mr. Hu¡¯s face was pale, and he did not launch a useless sneak attack or ask for mercy, because he knew that he had no chance against the pervertedly strong man in front of him.
"Give me a pleasure." Mr. Hu smiled miserably.
"Impossible." Zhang Mo rejected it directly.
Poof! puff!
"Ah~~"
A cold light flashed, and as Master Hu screamed, all of Master Hu's limbs were cut off by Zhang Mo, and he was cut into human sticks.
Zhang Mo turned to look at the little boy who had been vomiting until his internal organs almost came out, and said indifferently: "He is yours."
Hearing this, Lu Yao's younger brother's eyes suddenly glowed with hatred. He reluctantly stopped vomiting and got up from the ground. He didn't care about the mucus on his body. He picked up the heavy ax on the ground and walked towards Lord Tiger with difficulty.
Staring at Master Hu's body, his thin body burst out with great strength, and he swung the ax and struck Master Hu.
"Ah~!"
Mr. Tiger screamed, and the ax sank into the flesh of his chest.
The little boy reluctantly pulled out the ax, let out a childish roar, and struck again with the ax. Blood splashed on the boy's face, but he did not vomit this time, and struck again with red eyes.
Plasma sprayed, and as the little boy struck with an axe, Mr. Tiger's body was stained with blood, and his pale bones were exposed in many places, but he was still not dead. The physique of an evolver is strong and his vitality is tenacious, but this pair For Mr. Tiger, it is a miserable torture.
After countless chops, most of Mr. Hu¡¯s body had turned into flesh, and the ground was covered with plasma. Mr. Hu could no longer feel the pain and fell into a coma.
Zhang Mo approached Scar and the two who were tied to the flagpole. Scar immediately became nervous, while the little girl beside him had already fainted from the bloody scene.
"You are Scar, right?" Zhang Mo said. Even without the illustrated book, he could tell that the man tied to the flagpole in front of him was an evolved person, and he easily guessed the man's identity.
"Yesyes" Scar barely maintained his composure.
"Oh." Zhang Mo nodded seemingly casually, but his pupils turned silvery white the next moment.
Control!
His mind power penetrated into Scar's mind, and he was immediately resisted by Scar's consciousness. However, the man was too weak, seriously injured and dying, so the resistance of his consciousness was easily defeated, and Zhang Mo's consciousness took over.
A moment later.
"Master" Scar said respectfully.
Zhang Mo didn¡¯t answer and controlled the unconscious girl in the same way.
"He will be the leader of the gathering place from now on. You will assist him and protect his safety." Zhang Mo pointed at the little boy.
"Yes" Scar said respectfully.
When the girl woke up, Zhang Mo also passed on the same command.
With the two evolvers under control, Zhang Mo stopped his hand and looked at the boy calmly. He never thought of taking the boy away. It was the best choice to leave the boy in the gathering place. It would be difficult for the boy to survive alone in the gathering place, so Zhang Mo controlled Scar and made an evolver like Scar completely obey him. The boy's order made the boy the leader of the gathering place.
" Scar and the girl also retain their original thinking, and it has no influence on them except being loyal to the boy.
The boy didn¡¯t know that he had become the leader of the gathering place, and was still chopping up Master Hu¡¯s body to vent his anger.
"Master, he is still so young, isn't he too bloody?" Scar looked at the boy and frowned: "He seems to be very murderous."
Zhang Mo didn¡¯t have much reaction: ¡°It¡¯s nothing, it¡¯s good to be exposed to the cruelty of the apocalypse earlier. To be kind to others is to be cruel to yourself.¡±
Seeing that his master had said this, Scar stopped making any sound and just stood aside weakly.
Glancing at the little boy who was still hacking repeatedly after cutting Mr. Tiger into meat paste, Zhang Mo hesitated for a moment and ordered Scar: "If he loses his humanity in the future, just kill him."
?"Yes, Master"
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Next, under Zhang Mo's shock, he called back all the people who had escaped before. With him, no one dared to cause trouble. After being absorbed by Scar, he formed a new force, the only force that controls the entire gathering place. .
The little boy was respected as the leader. It was not that no one resisted, but he was directly killed by Zhang Mo. Under his high-pressure policy, people knew that this little boy had the support of this terrible man, and they did not dare to have any resistance.
Zhang Mo can't do anything about Scar's injury, but fortunately, Scar is a level 4 evolver and the injury recovers quickly. Although he is seriously injured now, many people were his subordinates in the past. Coupled with his prestige and the intimidation of the Level 2 Evolver girl, there will be no more disturbances in the gathering place.
Zhang Mo didn't have much contact with the boy, and he didn't even ask about the boy's name. He did it for Lu Yao by pushing the boy to be the leader of the gathering place. Whatever happens in the future, whether the boy is good or bad, has nothing to do with him. .
"Why"
Standing in front of Lu Yao's low grave, Zhang Mo sighed quietly. After staying for a while, the black and red blood streaks behind him formed flesh wings and soared into the sky! - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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