Lin Zihan, who had already given up his murderous intention, stopped in front of Mo Jie after hearing Ming Lang's crazy and arrogant shouts behind him.
"You heard, this is because he wants to die!" Lin Zihan looked at Mo Jie, with murderous intent in his eyes again, and suddenly swatted his left hand behind him.
The eighteen flying knives behind him instantly turned into eighteen rays of cold light, passing through Minglang's body and nailed to the wall behind Minglang.
Minglang, who had just broken free from the wall, was frozen in place, like a wooden sculpture, with an unquestionable look on his face.
"You..." Mo Jie looked at the bloody hole on Minglang's chest. Lin Zihan cleverly avoided Minglang's heart, but the flying knife penetrated Minglang's abdomen, knees, elbows... and penetrated Minglang's thigh.
Blood flowed out gurglingly, and Minglang's body remained motionless. His eyes gradually regained some sense, and he looked at Lin Zihan with a pair of eyes filled with hatred and fear.
What he didn't expect was that Lin Zihan would dare to attack him now that he knew his identity. Did he really not care about the empire's face or his own situation?
"If you do this, do you know what you will face?" Mo Jie asked Lin Zihan loudly. This young man was obviously crazy, completely crazy.
The once most eye-catching genius in the empire fell to Lin Zihan's flying knife.
"Go back and tell the people in the Military Council that I am waiting for their revenge at any time!" Lin Zihan walked past Mo Jie, paused slightly and whispered.
In Lin Zihan's opinion, all this is just a farce. Even if he kills Ming Lang, so what. If the Star Attendant really comes in the near future, then what will happen to Yuan Xing? No one knows, so why not be happy? Grudges.
Lin Zihan brushed past Mo Jie and walked straight to Carlo, supporting Carlo who had regained some of his original appearance.
"You are willing to stand against the Empire and the Federation for a mutant?" Mo Jie was puzzled. He didn't understand. Is it true that Lin Zihan couldn't tell the difference between the more important and the more important?
"Perhaps he is just a mutant to you, but to me, he is Carlo, my friend, and a person who is willing to seek happiness for his fellow humans.
Besides, in the eyes of you soldiers, are mutants born to die? "Lin Zihan lifted Carlo's body and put Carlo's left hand on his shoulder.
"But after they were born, they didn't even do anything, and they were labeled as monsters and damned by you. Just like the original genetic people, they were feared and despised by the world."
Lin Zihan held Carlo's body and walked towards the north step by step, walking very firmly and calmly.
Since Lin Zihan did this, he knew what he was going to face.
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"It looks like Dihao is going to be in big trouble next." Su Yu looked at Lin Zihan on the screen, invading the Hawkeye system where almost no one had set up a firewall. For Su Yu, it was like pushing open a wooden door. Just as easy.
"Huh~!" Wang Qin let out a long sigh, "What can we do?" He shook his head helplessly.
At the top of the Dihao Experimental Base, Su Yu and Wang Qin were paying close attention to what was happening in Nandu. The future of Nandu was crucial to Dihao.
"Dong dong~" There was an untimely knock on the door, and Huang Zhizong's voice came from outside the door. "Master~"
Wang Qin and Su Yu both frowned. The way their eyebrows were twisted together made them look alike.
He had clearly been told not to disturb anything, but why did Huang Zhizong still knock on the door?
"Uncle Huang, what's the matter?" Su Yu asked nervously. He understood that Huang Zhizong was not the kind of person who didn't follow the rules. If he knocked on the door, it would be something important.
"Wu Kexin said, I want to see the two young masters." Huang Zhizong's voice came from the crack in the door. The voice was a little helpless. After all, this little girl is Lin Zihan's sister, and Huang Zhizong was really difficult to stop her.
"Let her come in." Su Yu waved his hand, and the closed door slowly opened.
Standing at the door were Huang Zhizong, who was bending over and nodding, and Wu Kexin, who was slightly sullen.
Without saying much, Wu Kexin walked directly into the room and stood in front of Su Yu and Wang Qin. Although there was a table between them, Su Yu and Wang Qin still felt the pressure coming towards them.
The young Wu Kexin, with her red face, still looked a little immature. She looked more like a twelve or thirteen year old girl than an adult girl.
"Kexin, what's wrong?" Su Yu leaned over and asked in a low voice, with a bit of doting in his soft tone.
Su Yu already knew Wu Kexin, and like Lin Zihan, he always regarded this little girl as his sister.
"My brother, has he entered Nandu? I just felt his breath." Wu Kexin's face did not have the usual smile, and was even a little cold.
"Why do I feel that her angry look really looks like Lin Zihan." A strange thought came to Su Yu's mind. Wu Kexin was not Lin Zihan's biological sister, and the two were not even related by blood.
"You...how do you know?" Wang Qin hesitated for a few seconds and said slowly, with some shock in his tone.
"You want to disrupt my mental induction by relying on these electromagnetic excitation devices?" Wu Kexin reached into his pocket and took out seven or eight black devices the size of buttons.
Wang Qin arranged those things inside and outside Wu Kexin's room, and even placed them on Wu Kexin.
Lin Zihan once said that spiritual perception is also a kind of energy, just like the exoskeleton armor developed by humans. Mental transmission is a special electromagnetic wave.
"Lin Zihan, didn't you say you wouldn't be discovered?" Wang Qin put his hand on his forehead and didn't know how to explain it. Wang Qin couldn't tell Wu Kexin that this was all your brother's idea.
Lin Zihan did not deceive Wang Qin. This level of electromagnetic interference was enough to blur the perception between Wu Kexin and Lin Zihan.
But that was for the former Lin Zihan. Lin Zihan came out of the Bronze Dragon Tomb and took away the spiritual core belonging to the ancient dragon. As a transmitter between the two of them, the power was increased several times. .
"Yes!" Su Yu said with a smile, "Your brother is afraid that you will worry, but since you already know, I won't hide it from you. But you have to promise me to keep this secret and never let anyone else know. "
Wu Kexin looked at Su Yu and nodded obediently, "Then can I come here to see my brother?" Wu Kexin's eyes fell on the big screen behind the two of them, on which Lin Zihan was carrying a person on his back. running.
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Lin Zihan rushed north anxiously. He didn't know what the condition of Carlo's injury was, whether he was dying or recovering.
But no matter what, Lin Zihan wanted to let Carlo see that those children were still alive, and to let Carlo know that Yuan Tinghuan was unreliable and that he had to rely on himself for some things.
"Wake up, you must not sleep!" Lin Zihan turned his head to look at Carlo behind him from time to time, and called him, for fear that Carlo would never wake up again after falling asleep.
Getting closer to the northern defense line, Lin Zihan walked between the second line of defense and the first city wall.
Without all kinds of mobile artillery and garrison, the area between the two lines of defense is the safest area.
The sound of gunfire in his ears got closer and closer, and Lin Zihan's eyes became more complicated. In front of Lin Zihan's eyes, several figures gradually appeared, a man holding a double-pointed sword.
"Commander Du?" Lin Zihan recognized that person immediately. Isn't it Du Zhong?
His feet speeded up involuntarily. Lin Zihan wanted to catch up and ask Du Zhong if he had seen He Jin and the others.
But when I got closer, I realized that Eucommia ulmoides was being surrounded and attacked.
Lin Zihan stopped his body with the soles of his feet lying on the ground. Looking at the struggling Eucommia ulmoides, Lin Zihan's eyes became nervous.
These mutants were not like the ones he had encountered before. On the contrary, they were more sensitive and had a better understanding of each other. Eucommia ulmoides was fought by seven mutants. The attacks of the seven were coherent and always ended with one move. , another move has arrived.
Carefully putting down Carlo behind him, Lin Zihan rushed forward in one stride.
Putting one hand on the mutant's head, Lin Zihan used the mutant's body to spin and quickly kicked with his left foot, directly kicking the mutant who was rushing towards him.
After kicking the mutants away, Lin Zihan landed firmly behind Eucommia ulmoides and watched the movements of the mutants vigilantly.
"Green pupils, everyone has dark green pupils?" Lin Zihan looked at the pupils of the mutants. They were the same as the ones he had just seen after leaving the Bronze Dragon Tomb.
"You finally came out!" Eucommia was a little excited when she saw Lin Zihan. He led his personal guards into the defense line and encountered an ambush. Nearly half of the personal guards were lost.
"Before the transformation, the strength of these mutants should be around the king level. After the transformation, their strength has become stronger." Lin Zihan's eyes fell on a mutant who still had a piece of clothing left on his body. , the military commander above is a five-pointed star.
Corps commander level.
Now Lin Zihan finally understood why the defenders of Nandu City disappeared. Those soldiers who had been trained and turned into mutants were stronger than ordinary people.
What's more, there are so many elites in the army, and Yuan Tinghuan undoubtedly has an entire army of mutants in the southern capital city.
Clenching his fists slightly, Lin Zihan looked around cautiously. The attacks of those mutants seemed chaotic, but they were very organized. With their crazy eyes, the attacks were indeed so precise.
Lin Zihan understood that behind these mutants was Yuan Tinghuan. Although his thoughts were not enough to control an entire army in Nandu City, it was enough to control these people with distraction.
Unfortunately, Lin Zihan miscalculated this time.
Yuan Tinghuan can completely create another commander, and he only needs to control this commander, and the commander can continue to control the mutants at the next level.
A gust of black wind blew by, and Lin Zihan felt a creepy feeling, and his eyes followed the breath to the city wall.
A man wearing black clothes and polished leather shoes appeared on the top of the city, but that face shocked Lin Zihan.
"Zhang Zheng, you're not dead yet?" How could Lin Zihan forget that face, that face that disgusted him so much.
