Is it running? Or fight?
Everyone has an answer in their mind, but no one reveals their intentions immediately. Everyone is worried that their intentions will affect others.
So they all just ran at first, splitting up.
This is Morin's strength. During his years as a killer and an assassin, his combat effectiveness was weak due to his lack of strength. In more than half of the missions, he eventually needed to escape. That he can survive to this day is enough to prove his accomplishments in this area.
Mountains, rivers, villages, towns...
These were all environments that Mo Lin had escaped from before. In order to increase his chances of survival, he had even developed a habit of subconsciously looking for an escape route wherever he went, a suitable escape route for him.
This time is no exception.
Once he decided to run, Maureen had a clear goal and clear thoughts. He paid attention behind him rhythmically while choosing a route in an orderly manner. He couldn't run fast, but he did so calmly and methodically, turning corners, circuitous, and hidden. Soon, from his hiding place, Molin saw the commander who was following him looking around at the intersection, and then hurriedly walked on. Wrong path.
"What's the use of the double soul penetration?" Mo Lin walked out of the corner with a look of disdain on his face. From the first moment he looked behind him, he realized that although the commander of the Institute Supervisory Committee was very capable, he really had little experience in tracking. The supervisor of the college does not really use this talent in its supervision of the college.
Maureen, who easily escaped capture, walked back to the street, thinking about what to do next. It was raining heavily and there was no one on the street. A pedestrian without an umbrella put his coat on his head and ran quickly towards his home through the water.
Snap, snap, snap...
The sound of splashing footsteps was extremely clear and rhythmic in the heavy rain.
This man!
Mo Lin didn't feel any force, but the clear rhythm of footsteps made him pay attention quickly. Such weather, such difficult and slippery roads. Being able to run at such a constant speed is really not something that an ordinary person can do.
Mo Lin suddenly looked back. The splashes of water almost formed a line, and the rhythmic footsteps suddenly changed at this moment. The man was in front of him in an instant.
Song Quan, the fourth commander of the Zhiling District Academy Supervisory Committee, has both Chong and Ming souls connected, and his ability to "disappear" can almost perfectly hide the operation of the power of agitation. But after meeting Lu Ping, his ability to hide the power of soul seemed to be useless, and his sneak attacks failed again and again. Make him lose face.
Lu Ping restrained himself!
With this understanding in his heart, Song Quan would naturally not ask Ying to pursue Lu Ping.
Mo Lin, he locked on this target and hid his power of courage by disappearing from the beginning. Mo Lin looked behind him, but he regarded a being without courage as an ordinary passerby.
But at the last moment, Mo Lin finally sensed the danger. Songquan paid too much attention to hiding the power of soul and ignored other details. After getting close, Mo Lin realized that something was wrong.
But, so what?
Song Quan chose Mo Lin as his target not just to avoid Lu Ping. Mo Lin defeated Dao Ran on the podium. His abilities have also been observed by the Academy Supervisory Committee.
Cold light flashed, and Song Quan held a dagger in his hand and stabbed it out.
Just go with the flow?
It’s a pretty good ability! But the prerequisite is that there must be wind, and this wind must be driven by courage.
When Song Quan takes action, the wind is there, and his attack is naturally launched with the power of soul, but the problem is, this power of soul. Can Maureen sense it?
This was the key to why he chose Mo Lin as his target. If he couldn't sense his soul power, then Mo Lin's Sui Feng Xing wouldn't be able to be activated at all. And he doesn't have the strength to do it, so isn't it easy to capture him?
Blood quickly splashed into the rain.
As expected, Mo Lin was unable to activate his Qie Sui Feng Xing. As expected, his physical condition was unable to avoid Song Quan's lightning-fast strike.
Song Quan showed a contemptuous smile: "You little brats, you really don't know the heights of the sky and the heights of this world. But it is much crueler than you think!"
Song Quan sighed with emotion, already pulling out the dagger, and pushed it casually, trying to make Mo Lin fall down. He was not going to waste any more time here. In his opinion, this blow was enough, and he would just let this kid bleed out in the rain.
Unexpectedly, Mo Lin suddenly raised his hands and grabbed the arm he pushed at random.
Song Quan sneered, what's the use of this, a guy with no strength at all, how can he stop anything by grabbing him like this? Such a struggle is really boring!
Song Quan waved his arm vigorously, trying to throw Mo Lin away, but unexpectedly, an extremely strong tenacity prevented him from using his strength, and his arm could not be thrown away.
How can it be?
How could Molin have so much power?
Song Quan was surprised, as the restraint on his arms became tighter and tighter. Only then did he notice that at some point, his right arm was wrapped with vines from nowhere, and then, his feet, The force of the restraint on his legs kept climbing up, restraining him and pulling him backwards.
What's this? Song Quan struggled, but to no avail. The vines had completely controlled him, and shaking them off or cutting them off would be useless. Soon, he was almost unable to move, but the vines were still shrinking, dragging him backwards.
Song Quan is good at sneak attacks without his opponent knowing about it, but this time, it was finally his turn to be completely controlled by the vines that came from nowhere.
Mo Lin, who had been stabbed in the waist by Song Quan's blow, raised his head. His face was a little pale, and it was obvious that the stab had indeed hurt him.
"You are mistaken," Maureen said. "Do you think I am one of those naive students?"
"You are wrong. I am a hobby-driven assassin, or a killer. I dare not say that I kill a lot of people, but I have experienced many big and small killings. I am still alive under such conditions, but it is not all because of I will run away. It is very difficult to survive in this cruel world, especially for me. The one who really makes this matter simple is you!"
Mo Lin said, and Song Quan was pulled to the wall by the vines and dragged to the wall.
"Look at these Fushan vines, they can grow even in cracks in walls. How tenacious they are? Legend has it that if they are allowed to grow all over the mountains and fields, they will be able to hold on even if the mountains are about to fall! Thanks to this rain, It grows so fast!" Mo Lin said happily. What is happening now is definitely not luck or luck. The Fushan vine was planted when he hid here. In order to survive, he would never be careless or careless.
"What do you want?" Song Quan struggled, but it was useless. His strength had not yet reached the penetration level, and was not strong enough to break the Fushan vine.
"Now that you want to kill me, what do you think I will do?" Molin said and stepped forward. There was no mercy in his eyes. He quickly dodged his dagger from Song Quan's powerless right hand, and then the dagger sank into Song Quan's chest.
Then, without making any stop, Mo Lin left without looking back.
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I just finished writing the update and I was drunk... I have to go to bed as soon as possible tomorrow morning. I have to be more diligent in December! (To be continued.)
