My Girlfriend is a Zombie

The intense gunfire continued to echo “rat-a-tat-tat” in this area, but things fell eerily quiet as soon as they left the open space in front of the headquarters.

Shaking green belt, desolate road devoid of people… Inside and outside the Barbed Wire, it felt like two different worlds.

Standing outside and listening to the gunfire gave a surreal feeling.

“Ah…”

The sunglasses man groaned in pain as he stumbled forward, following Ling Mo.

Ling Mo’s kick had nearly incapacitated him, and the stare he cast at Ling Mo was filled with hatred.

One moment, he thought victory was certain; the next, he became Ling Mo’s captive…

And Ling Mo treated prisoners without a shred of courtesy!

Even though their eyes met through the sunglasses, Ling Mo, with his strong psychic power, sharply sensed the man’s gaze.

“You seem very angry,” Ling Mo’s tone was surprisingly bemused, “Don’t worry, it won’t be that easy to injure your kidneys.”

“…”

After witnessing Iron Rod Man being led into a trap, the sunglasses man had gained some insight into Ling Mo’s way of speaking.

“He’s doing this on purpose, to provoke me, to make me lose my cool, and then dig a pit for me to fall into…” the sunglasses man reminded himself.

Seeing the sunglasses man remain silent, Ling Mo touched his nose and suddenly smirked, “But I have plenty of ways to injure your kidneys, and even… seeing the collapse of the Babylon Tower isn’t too difficult…”

“What… do you mean?” the sunglasses man asked through gritted teeth.

Ling Mo glanced downward and then gave a sinister laugh, “You can think of it as the explosive destruction of localized organs.”

The sunglasses man froze for a moment, then cursed viciously, “You… don’t think… you’ve won…”

“Eh? Not scared? That’s strange…”

Ling Mo’s thoughts raced, and he shifted his gaze back to the man’s face.

The sunglasses man continued to shout viciously, “Even if you manage to escape for now, how long can you really run? You should know how many superhumans Niepan has, right…”

Ling Mo unexpectedly nodded and patted his backpack. “I’m not quite sure yet, I haven’t looked through those booklets.”

“What…”

“The registration forms.”

The sunglasses man’s expression turned remarkably colorful. This guy even took their registration forms!

And he had the audacity to look at him with an expression that suggested it was the most natural thing in the world, even staring at him like he was an idiot.

“Scoundrels…” the sunglasses man cursed.

“Save it. It’s for knowing the enemy as well as oneself. Tactical, you know?” Ling Mo said, and suddenly waved his hand.

The sunglasses man only saw a blur, and the next second, his sunglasses fell to the ground.

He stared in shock at Ling Mo and recalled the scene when he was “captured.”

“Telekinesis? No… even if he can control objects, how could he control a living person?” the sunglasses man pondered frantically.

Psychic power controlling objects essentially means applying one’s psychic power to influence the trajectory of an object and even make it move under this force.

Usually, the objects that can be controlled are small knives, keys, things that are not big and relatively light.

But for a full-grown adult like the sunglasses man, with a weight of around 130-140 jin

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, what kind of psychic power would it take to lift him?

Moreover, what he felt at that time was a rope…

“Could it be some special weapon?” the sunglasses man speculated.

Unfortunately, from his angle, he couldn’t see the front of Ling Mo at all, let alone check if Ling Mo had anything hidden in his jacket.

As he stared at Ling Mo, Ling Mo was also looking at him.

But Ling Mo’s expression was much calmer. After glancing at him twice, Ling Mo suddenly said, “Is this a mutated cataract? Or are you deliberately rolling your eyes because you can’t face someone stronger than you? Well, no wonder you wear sunglasses if you look like that. I thought you were just trying to show off.”

The sunglasses man’s thoughts were pulled back abruptly, and he was so angry that he practically smoked with rage.

Mutated cataract… deliberately rolling your eyes… looking like this… And especially that phrase, “someone stronger than you,” made the sunglasses man’s eyes blaze with fury.

Iron Rod Man was right; this guy was seriously courting death!

“This is a conspiracy… I must endure…” the sunglasses man repeatedly restrained himself before finally managing to suppress his anger temporarily.

Ling Mo raised an eyebrow and said sincerely, “Bottling up anger is bad for your health…”

“Damn it!” The sunglasses man, who had just managed to hold in his anger, suddenly exploded, “You will definitely die! Whether it’s you or the forces behind you, I will make you pay a heavy price! Do you think you can destroy Niepan? Who do you think you are?!”

“Who’s trying to destroy it?” Ling Mo innocently retorted, “And what forces behind me?”

The sunglasses man became even more enraged, “Keep pretending, but do you think it makes any sense?”

“It’s not about who deserves what,” Ling Mo turned his head to glance in the direction of the open space, then said, “How many people do you think can survive after all those Machine Guns open fire tonight?”

The sunglasses man let out a series of cold laughs, “Ha ha ha, so many superhumans are a huge asset. Of course, you won’t kill them. But what’s in Niepan that’s worth all this trouble for you? Experimental Subjects? Supplies? People? You have quite the ambition…”

“It’s not that troublesome…” Ling Mo modestly said, “Just a few hours’ work…”

“A few hours? Do you take me for a fool?” The sunglasses man’s voice wavered a bit, but this time it was due to pain.

Ling Mo quietly showed a faint smile, thinking to himself that his guess was indeed correct.

Earlier, when the sunglasses man was shouting, he intentionally altered his tone and manner of speaking.

To be cautious, he even got others to relay his words multiple times.

Such a careful person, but why does his speech sound so off now…

It’s not the voice; it’s the content of what he’s saying.

Why does someone so cunning talk like a street hooligan?

Recalling the sense of familiarity he had felt earlier, Ling Mo’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Being stared at by Ling Mo like this, the savage-looking sunglasses man suddenly moved his eyes…

Although those eyes were completely white, Ling Mo still sensed it. At that moment, the sunglasses man’s gaze flickered…

“Are you trying to pry information out of me, to see if there’s anyone pulling my strings or if I have any accomplices hidden in your Niepan?” Ling Mo suddenly asked.

The sunglasses man’s expression stiffened, then he chuckled, “Ha, I’ve been captured by you. What’s the point of trying to get information from me?”

But in his mind, he thought, “Damn, straight to the point! Ever heard of subtlety?”

“Actually, it’s fine because I’m also trying to get information from you. Now I at least know how you view this situation…” Ling Mo nodded.

The sunglasses man didn’t know how to respond. This was not how he had envisioned their conversation going at all!

“And from everything you’ve said, I can pretty much gather…”

Ling Mo stared at the sunglasses man for a couple of seconds, then suddenly smiled.

“Why… why are you smiling…” The sunglasses man instinctively sensed something bad was about to happen.

At that moment, he caught a flash near Ling Mo’s feet, followed by a Red Glimmer being thrown straight at his head.

The red glimmer came too fast. By the time the sunglasses man realized it, it felt as though something had already attached to his head.

Startled, he raised his hand to touch it but suddenly felt a shiver run through his entire body.

“What… what did you do to me…” The sunglasses man’s lips quivered, making it hard for him to speak clearly.

Ling Mo calmly glanced at the master ball atop the sunglasses man’s head, then whispered, “This might be your discard, but it’s also very useful to me. I’ll just take it. And your plan to use him to track me, well, that won’t work either. You’ll have to come up with something else.”

“You…”

The sunglasses man’s body started to shake even more violently. His tone didn’t change, but his voice suddenly became steady.

With his eyes rolled back and a dead-serious expression, he looked particularly eerie.

“Don’t get too cocky,” the sunglasses man said in a deep voice.

“Right back at you,” Ling Mo replied with a smile.

“How many people do you have left?” the sunglasses man suddenly asked.

“Hehe.” Ling Mo just smiled without answering.

A few seconds later, the sunglasses man’s expression twisted into one of fury once more.

“Let’s go,” Ling Mo said calmly, his expression unchanged.

On another lane, several figures were rapidly sprinting forward.

“What are you doing here?” Mu Chen asked as he ran beside a tall girl.

Lagging a step behind, Lan Lan couldn’t help but shake her head, “This guy is really relentless…” She pondered for a moment, then suddenly turned to the long-haired girl beside her and curiously asked, “Nana, why doesn’t he ask you?”

“You can give him the courage to try,” Xia Na said mischievously, winking.

Lan Lan was still smiling, but her scalp suddenly tingled.

Was there some hidden meaning in that remark?

“Nana…”

“Yes?” Xia Na’s smile grew even gentler.

But Lan Lan suddenly felt a chill run down her spine. Before she could think further, a voice suddenly jumped out from behind.

“You’d better call her Xia Na.”

“Ah!” Lan Lan was startled and screamed out.

But neither Xia Na nor the tall girl in front showed any signs of surprise, almost as if they had expected it.

The tall girl turned her head, revealing a slight smile on her delicate face.

Xia Na casually raised her hand in greeting, “Hi, Xiao Bai and the others are covering the rear.”

“What does that mean now?” Mu Chen instinctively asked.

Unfortunately, no one answered him. Even Lan Lan’s attention was now focused on the newcomer.

She looked at Ling Mo in surprise, then at the man Ling Mo was dragging…

“So this is the ingrate you caught!”

The sunglasses man was so infuriated he almost spat blood. Who the heck is an ingrate?!

Footnote:

1. Jin(斤):

   “Jin” is a traditional Chinese unit of weight, 1 jin ≈ 500g.