My Girlfriend is a Zombie-Chapter 587: Never Underestimate the Combat Power of the Weird Uncle

The middle-aged man who, in days past, might have been seen sipping a frozen beer at a street stall, belching while eyeing the cool beauties passing by on his way home, now glared with a pair of bloodshot eyes. His face trembled with ferocious flab, and his teeth, streaked with blood, snarled menacingly as he dangerously sized up the handful of humans blocked in the middle of the road.

His hands were empty, but those huge palms, two to three times larger than an average person抯, along with sharp nails and oddly long fingers bent slightly inwards, silently testified to his terrifying lethal power.

揂 mutated zombie?

Ling Mo was somewhat surprised. He hadn抰 expected that he would actually draw out such a creature.

It seemed that luring zombies willy-nilly in the city was indeed not a good idea; this place was full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers!

At that moment, Ye Lian抯 eyes lit up, and she couldn抰 help but step forward, extending her little tongue to lick the corner of her mouth.

This action sent a shiver through Ling Mo It was too tempting!

The little fool抯 occasional unaware gesture could even be as seductive as that of the beautiful snake senior.

However, once Ling Mo clearly heard what she was muttering, all that was left was his scalp going numb

揈at food!

Having been blending in with the crowd these days, Ye Lian and the others had been extremely restrained.

Virus Gel could only satisfy their instinctual needs, but to vent their nature as zombies, they still relied on the bloodthirsty slaughter.

Since leaving Team F, this was finally a genuine encounter with so many of their own kind, and a battle seemed inevitable, which immediately excited Ye Lian.

And Li Ya Lin, with even less self-control at this moment, had her fingers already beginning to curl involuntarily.

Even Shana, who possessed half-human nature, now clenched her scythe tightly, a cold smile playing at the corners of her mouth.

Their instincts awakened; their desire to kill was insatiable

揟hese poor kids厰

Ling Mo glanced at the weird uncle zombie group opposite him and shook his head with a sigh.

To a leader level zombie, these ordinary zombies could indeed only be called poor kids; they were not on the same level

However, mutated zombies were a special class; their strength could not be measured by simple levels.

Even ordinary zombies were not judged strictly by level; after all, level was just a basic concept.

For Ling Mo, such a concept was generally used to determine whether the opponent was worth hunting. Now that ordinary Virus Gel no longer attracted him, if it weren抰 for the rarity of the Virus Nest

With that thought, Ling Mo suddenly remembered Ban Yue.

Where was that female zombie now, working hard to accumulate her ransom?

Then he thought of Yu Shiran, and his teeth itched with irritation

If it wasn抰 for that zombie loli running around, he wouldn抰 have to think about these little tricks.

Xu Shuhan and the others were completely in the dark about the situation. They could never imagine that these zombies were deliberately lured by Ling Mo; they just thought they were unlucky.

Only Mu Chen glared at Ling Mo discontentedly: 揇amn, this is all your fault, what are you looking at corpses for厰

揥hat else to get information from? Ling Mo retorted righteously.

揝top arguing at a time like this厰 Xu Shuhan interrupted them seriously, reloading her magazine while muttering into her headset, 揘ot long after leaving Team F, we unexpectedly ran into a group of zombies blocking the way, including a ferocious weird uncle zombie厰

揑t抯 actually you who should be quiet! Mu Chen snapped back angrily.

The group may be bickering, but they had quickly and expertly huddled together, standing back to back in formation.

In such a situation, scattering would only lead to a quicker demise, and seeking refuge in buildings wasn抰 the best option either.

But facing the zombies in an open area was definitely a suicidal move.

No matter how concentrated the survivor抯 attacks were, they couldn抰 hold back the horde of zombies.

If just one zombie broke through their defenses, it would mean the end for the whole group of survivors.

So while they huddled together, Ling Mo and the others were also scanning their surroundings for any advantage.

Mu Chen and the rest were genuinely panicked, but Ling Mo was much more relaxed.

He had faced far worse situations countless times before, and even though there was still danger, there was no need for panic.

But in times like these, it was still better to act a bit more human

揙ver there!

Ling Mo, with his strong mental power and keen observation skills, quickly spotted a suitable place for a sniper position.

Following the direction of his finger, Mu Chen and the others saw a bus that had crashed into a roadside shop

The bus was warped out of shape, leaving only a gap big enough for two people to squeeze through, while the rest was blocked by walls, making it unlikely for zombies to break through anytime soon.

Even if sniping was difficult, they could still retreat from the bus抯 front into the building, securing a way out.

揋ood eye! Mu Chen praised instinctively.

But he quickly realized he was complimenting Ling Mo, the same person he had criticized just a minute before

Mu Chen coughed awkwardly, only to find that no one was paying attention to him, including Ling Mo

揇amn! Feeling ignored made Mu Chen annoyed, but it obviously wasn抰 the time to dwell on those feelings.

揕et抯 go!

Having found their spot, the group began to retreat slowly.

Moving amidst the surrounding zombies, the immense psychological pressure made these experienced survivors extremely cautious and careful, and even Ling Mo could feel the tension in his nerves.

What made them most nervous was that the zombies behavior was quite peculiar.

As the prey began to move, the zombies showed some restlessness, but they just shuffled around and didn抰 leap forward eagerly.

Especially the weird uncle zombie, his presence seemed to keep the other zombies in check; as long as he didn抰 move, the others could suppress their hunting instincts.

揟here抯 definitely some discipline here, could this be a 慦olf King? Xu Shuhan murmured, aiming her gun as she retreated.

揥ouldn抰 慫ombie Boss be more fitting? Ling Mo followed up.

揙nly you would come up with such a disgusting name厰 Mu Chen retorted, 揂ny normal person would think of 慔ead Zombie first, right?

揧ou抮e all so noisy厰 Shana interjected.

She had included Ling Mo in her scolding, clearly at her limit of tolerance.

When Ling Mo looked back at her, he was met with an eye roll: 揌mph, looking at me is pointless.

揥hat is the 慔ead Zombie thinking? Li Ya Lin suddenly asked.

揝enior厰 Ling Mo was hurt. Was his naming ability really that bad?

Li Ya Lin抯 comment made everyone pay closer attention to the weird uncle zombie抯 movements, which were indeed unusual.

He moved, but not to pounce on them; instead, he was pacing back and forth, his blood-red eyes fixed on them.

揌e抯 observing us, Ling Mo said solemnly.

This statement surprised Mu Chen and the others: 揇amn, what level of intelligence is this?

揗utated zombies generally aren抰 smart, right? Xu Shuhan glanced at Xia Zhi, who nodded gravely in response.

Thus, Xu Shuhan became more certain: 揗utated zombies usually have their physical abilities enhanced, making them stronger than regular zombies, but their intelligence is usually lower With your skills, knowing this shouldn抰 be difficult, right?

Ling Mo nodded: 揧eah, that抯 usually the case厰

There are exceptions, like the Spider Queen, or this weird uncle zombie in front of us

揑t抯 best not to underestimate the enemy. I think this one is not simple, Ling Mo said.

揙kay厰 Xu Shuhan replied skeptically, but she held her suppressed submachine gun even more steadily.

This moment showcased the quality of Niepan members, a basic trait also found in seasoned members of large camps.

Even if they doubted their companion抯 judgment, they would still prepare to respond, preferring to be cautious rather than lose their lives due to a momentary lapse.

In this respect, they differed fundamentally from survivor groups like Team F, which were previously disorganized.

While the weird uncle zombie was observing Ling Mo and his group, Ling Mo was also observing them.

Although things had developed beyond his expectations, his original plan was not going to change.

揥hich one to choose厰

In Ling Mo抯 mental vision, dozens of mental spheres were floating around.

Looking at these largely similar mental spheres, Ling Mo was a bit torn

Even for him, choosing the easiest zombie to control in such a short time wasn抰 an easy task

Most importantly, under the watchful eyes of these obviously intelligent zombies, and his teammates who kept a constant gaze on the zombies, how was he going to control one zombie to leave unnoticed?

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