"Holy shit! Is Chu An crazy? Damn it! What the hell is he doing!"
After grabbing the letter, Xiong Hanzi's eyes were as wide as bells, and he wanted to get into the paper.
In his eyes, those two short lines of words were filled with the words "Go and die soon".
At this moment, if Chu An were in front of him, he would probably get beaten up.
What a joke, let Mo Ling go in! ?
Isn’t this asking the little girl to die?
Baring his teeth and grinning, Zhang Tie instinctively grabbed little Mo Ling, fearing that Mo Ling would follow Chu An's advice and plunge into the Shura field.
Not to mention Mo Ling's fragile flesh and blood body.
As the battle intensifies, even a robot made of steel will be reduced to slag the moment it is thrown into it.
With this attitude, whoever goes will die!
The power of each invisible shock wave was comparable to that of a third-level full-strength attack.
Grabbing the pen, Zhang Tie quickly wrote a few large characters on the letter paper like a primary school student:
"Pervert Chu! What the hell are you trying to solve!"
"If Mo Ling goes in...then he's looking for death!"
Finished writing angrily.
The force used was so strong that it almost broke the letter paper.
If the letter paper hadn't been a system prop, it would have been turned into several pieces under Xiong Hanzi's rough treatment.
Don't wait for a reply from the other side.
While Mo Ling looked straight at Lin An, who was fighting fiercely in the distance, he gently pushed Zhang Tie away with his small hands, indicating that the other party should not worry about him.
It's like I thought of something.
Her eyes moved slightly.
Different from Zhang Tie's anger, she vaguely seemed to understand what Chu An meant.
Pressing her lower lip tightly, a look of determination flashed across her bloodless face:
"No need to look for Chu An anymore!"
"I go!"
Hearing the sound, Zhang Tie suddenly raised his head and looked at Mo Ling, his giant bell-like eyes full of surprise:
"Mo Ling, are you crazy!?"
"No matter how anxious you are, you can't die! If Captain Lin comes out on his own and sees you dead, he won't be angry to death!"
"No, I fucking have to let Chu An explain it clearly!"
"Damn it, this old Yinbi always plays this trick. Isn't this just playing tricks on people!"
After a while, a neat line of text appeared on the letter paper again.
As if he had anticipated Zhang Tie's reaction, on the other side of the amoeba copy, Chu An just shook his head slightly, and after finishing writing, he threw the letter aside and stopped looking at it.
It's like the memes Lin An encountered were no big deal.
"Don't worry about that idiot."
"Just go in by yourself."
It fits Chu An's style as always, and is more concise than Lin An's.
In just a few words, Xiao Mo Ling seemed to be able to see that Chu An was confident but too lazy to talk nonsense.
A wry smile appeared on her little face.
Mo Ling looked at Zhang Tie who looked nervous, but pushed him away with both hands more firmly, and said softly:
"If we don't listen to Chu An, what else can we do?"
A flash of determination flashed across his face, and Xiao Moling pretended to smile casually, signaling Zhang Tie not to worry about him:
"Okay, you don't have to worry."
"Believe Chu An, although that guy is not normal, he has never harmed us."
"and.."
Little Mo Ling raised her head and looked at Lin An again:
"I don't believe he would let me die."
"Lin An is so important to him. After rescuing Lin An, if Lin An knows that I am dead, I must not kill him!"
He smiled easily and said so.
But Mo Ling couldn't help but think of the scene where Zhang Tie died in battle.
Yes, Lin An is very important to Colonel Chu, but they...may not be so.
Does Chu An want to die himself and then use the Necromancer to solve this problem?
Vague guess.
Not daring to tell Zhang Tie, Mo Ling felt a touch of sadness and a touch of desolation in his heart.
Don't know...don't understand.
Somehow, the girl's intuition told her that Chu An was like a pair of invisible hands, slowly promoting the development of everything.
And on this road, no one except Lin An can't be sacrificed.
Death is indeed terrible.
But Lin An's death was even more terrifying.
...
As if sensing something, Zhang Tie looked at the little Mo Ling who pushed him away. Even though he couldn't think of a deeper level, he vaguely felt the emotions revealed in Mo Ling's subconscious.
This feeling was all too familiar to him.
Subconsciously I wanted to open my mouth to dissuade him.
But after a while, Xiong Hanzi opened his mouth with some difficulty, not knowing what to say.
It seemed that he didn't believe Chu An and insisted on that guy making it clear.
In fact, deep down in his heart, he trusted Chu An, but he just didn't want to be confused and did it.
Although that pervert usually makes everyone want to hide away, when they really encounter a problem, Chu An is like the almighty Tinker Bell, who can solve any problem.
The solution has been given.
Chu An's brief words made him couldn't help but think of what that guy said to him before he entered the amoeba.
Exactly the same, almost the same.
My heart suddenly sank.
Before he could say anything else, Mo Ling passed over him and climbed out of the window without hesitation. In his eyes, the small silhouette rushed directly to the center of the battlefield.
"Mo Ling!?"
"do not go!"
.....
In the center of the battlefield, spiritual powers that were as physical as each other violently collided together.
The most intense part of the fight was the two-headed mutant Lin An.
Mountains of corpses were piled on the ground, and blood flowed into rivers.
Under the pressure, even the air began to shake.
Fighting at high speed, the sharp swords condensed by bone spurs slashed at each other.
Both are deformed bodies, and the strength of the two white-bone monsters is almost the same.
With each fight, a large number of crushed bone spurs were like shotguns, pulverizing Lin An who was fighting around him.
The core of the two-headed aberration, a blurry phantom-like image, is slowly condensing.
Looking closely, it seemed to be an even weirder and terrifying white monster.
"boom!"
"boom!!"
"boom!!!"
In the fierce battle, huge decibel sounds that exceeded the limit of human endurance were continuously heard.
Across ruins and through burning buildings.
Trying his best to maintain his balance, Mo Ling ran towards the core battlefield with some difficulty.
As the distance got closer and closer, even though she was still half a kilometer away from the main battlefield, every shock wave that spread would knock her back a lot.
Qi and blood surged, like a giant hammer hitting his body.
Lin An...
Looking up at Lin An from various periods, a hint of bitterness flashed in her eyes.
From this distance, she could already see clearly how many Lin Ans were dead.
Among the corpses piled up on the ground, many of them looked particularly familiar to her.
At the bottom of the corpse mountain was Lin An, whom he met for the first time.
She still remembered the first time she met Lin An on the rooftop.
Thinking about it now, Lin An was really rough at that time...
He obviously passed out from hunger, but he was stabbed awake by that guy with his mental power...
Eyes reveal memories.
Xiao Mo Ling thought about the past, and a bitter smile appeared subconsciously on her face.
Lin An, the bad guy, used antidote to force himself to go with him...
If the zombies can't be eliminated later, let her take action.
During that time, I was really exhausted...
Pieces of memory fragments appeared in his mind. I wonder if he was infected. For a moment, the scene on the rainy day seemed to appear in front of Mo Ling's eyes.
When did I... think that idiot was good...
Was it the time when he was chased by Starscream?
Is it that figure that appears at the last minute on a rainy day?
Or is he the same person who stays in the base and would rather lose the base than let anything happen to him, sitting on the core fortress?
In his wild thoughts, Mo Ling felt his head getting heavier and heavier.
"call out!"
The next second, a piece of iron shattered by the explosion instantly crossed her face, leaving a drop of blood.
Stinging slightly.
The last 100 meters.
Under the astonishing overflowing pressure, Mo Ling seemed to have come back to his senses, forced himself up, and clenched his fists tightly.
She looked blankly at Lin An in the sky, her head held up somewhat stubbornly.
Stupid Lin An.
I'm here to save you.
