Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 1022 - 89: The Way Home Becomes More and More Distant

Li Mumu just wanted to escape as soon as possible, but she didn’t expect the return journey to be so difficult.

This looked like a trap, seemingly designed specifically by the other side to capture her, or the three of them.

Otherwise, it cannot be explained why these inexplicable wild monsters kept refreshing right in front of her.

First came the Scavengers rushing over to besiege her. The combat effectiveness of these noble offspring could be ignored.

But the ambush set by the other side was obviously more than just that.

The moment the subway station lights flickered on, and she saw the five mechanical maids standing before her, the hairs on the back of Li Mumu’s neck instantly stood up.

No doubt, these weren’t the Mechanical God Sect’s puppets, as they couldn’t afford such good resources.

If they weren’t Shen Qingxi’s subordinates, then it was clear they were enemies.

The five identical delicate faces revealed a bizarre ferocity in the dim light.

Li Mumu decisively abandoned the corpses, picked up her gun, and fired first.

However, the silver bullets of the Lee-Enfield rifle equipped by the Scavengers were specifically meant to counter Demons. Against these steel-armored guys, the effect was negligible at best.

The bullets scraped across the cold faces of the mechanical maids, sparking as they ricocheted away.

All five maids launched simultaneously, charging towards Li Mumu in an extremely standard tactical encirclement formation.

Blades thirty centimeters long flicked out from their arms, leaving bright arcs in the darkness.

Anyone else would likely have been surrounded and chopped to pieces by them in an instant.

But this time, they were facing an experienced professional player.

Li Mumu was also skilled in this kind of close-quarters combat. Although she specialized in Claw Techniques, the principles were similar. Being skilled, she also knew the weak points of such an attack style.

Distance.

The key to close combat is getting in close. If you can’t close the distance, it’s a joke.

Li Mumu quickly retreated while lifting her gun to find an opportunity.

Right now, she was just flesh and blood of a mortal. No matter how soft the silver bullets were, they were still harder than her own fingers.

The foremost maid charged forward furiously with her long blade, but under the crisscrossing gleam of the blade, she didn’t even touch a corner of Li Mumu’s clothes. Seeing that they were less than a meter apart, Li Mumu quickly considered and chose the best counterattack, supporting herself with one hand on the ground to continue the attack skill.

This played right into Li Mumu’s hands.

It’s well known that without Chinese martial arts direction, fight scenes in foreign films are a mess.

The same went for these mechanical maids. With just a bit of probing, Li Mumu identified their design flaws.

Too much emphasis on offensive pressure without understanding the concept of reserving power with each punch.

So she also threw out the incendiary bomb in her hand.

The Scavengers’ weapons and equipment were quite comprehensive, modeled after those of the past Demon Hunters.

Thanks to a rich childhood experience, Li Mumu was very familiar with this equipment, even more adept than the Scavengers themselves.

The primary use of incendiary bombs is to deal with creatures afraid of firelight, to block roads or burn polluted corpses.

Professional Demon Hunters were more adept at using another small technique.

The glass bottle shattered against the mechanical maid’s face, coating her with slippery kerosene. The next moment, she lost her balance and fell clumsily down the stairs.

Li Mumu kicked her head askew.

At this moment, the two maids flanking her simultaneously tore open the lace fabric on their chests, revealing the exhaust ports at their pipa bones, spewing out scorching white steam.

It’s well known that water vapor can exceed 100 degrees Celsius, causing burns if accidentally touched.

It seems they had hidden trumps—of course they do. Who would go to such great lengths to create humanoid robots if they weren’t more useful than humans?

The two spread smoke to suppress Li Mumu’s movement space, while the fourth mechanical maid raised her hands to aim at Li Mumu, ten fingers bending back, revealing black gun barrels.

Hiss... Trouble.

Just as Li Mumu was rapidly thinking whether to drag Shen Qingxi over to block the bullets, the dull roar of a sniper rifle reverberated through the underground tunnel.

The three mechanical maids simultaneously turned their heads, looking at their comrade who, at the rear, had her brain blasted open.

An expert entered the fray at this moment?

A smoke bomb was thrown over, emitting smoke mixed with electric light that instantly paralyzed the three mechanical maids, making them tremble and unable to move.

Amid the swirling smoke, Li Mumu heard a young voice calling out from afar, "This way!"

Sorry, sisters.

Li Mumu silently mourned for Shen Qingxi and Xia Yubing for 0.5 seconds, then ran in the direction of the voice.

Moving alone wasn’t too big of a problem, but carrying two corpses was really cumbersome.

There was no way for now, or maybe she couldn’t figure out the enemy and ally camps temporarily, so she could only leave the two bodies here to plan later.

She passed through the smoke and saw a small figure hiding deep in the subway tunnel, waving at her.

At this moment, the surviving Scavenger also staggered along.

Why are you running? Aren’t you guys together?

Li Mumu hesitated for a moment, but didn’t take action against her.

On one hand, the woman’s strength was very weak, easy to control. On the other hand, she was also her source of intelligence.

Although they had conducted an interrogation just now, it was too rushed, and the information extracted wasn’t comprehensive enough.

Once they reached a safe place, she’d have to apply some methods on this woman to ask where these mechanical maids really came from.

It wasn’t until Li Mumu got closer that she saw it was a little girl whose height only reached her waist, wearing a large steel helmet and gas mask, holding a gun—the bullet just now definitely wasn’t from her gun, as the caliber would have shattered her thin little arms.

This means there was another sniper lurking in the dark.

The situation was too chaotic.

"This way!"

"Who are you?"

"Jenny."

The little girl glanced at Li Mumu and the Scavenger following her: "Jenny of the Moriaty Gang."

"Moriaty Gang!"

Sia exclaimed in shock: "Is Professor Moriaty real? I thought he was just a legend..."

"These days, who isn’t a legend?"

The little girl jogged into the nearby ventilation duct: "Quick, follow me, we must leave here as soon as possible, or the minions of the usurpers will gather more and more!"

Sia hesitated.

Abandoning the Mechanical Servants was indeed frightening, but the reputation of your Moriaty Gang was no better. Am I fleeing the tiger’s mouth only to enter the wolf’s den?

Li Mumu remained silent and quickly followed.

Jenny is a very common name, as generic as Zhang Wei or Wang Qiang, perhaps you might find three hundred out of ten thousand British girls named Jenny.

But what really concerned her was that one of the noble girls in the Scavenger team she had just taken down in the clinic was also named Jenny.

Was it just a coincidence?