Chapter 266 The Landlord's Idiot Son Ye Mo's Father and Her Sons and Daughters...
Ling Xiao is working with three long-range teammates.
Hua Fang has many such combinations of long-range and short-range, 1 to 5 melee fighters and 3 to 8 long-range fighters.
Ling Xiao transforms into a thunderstorm warrior in the front, attracting all the attention of the monsters, while his teammates assist in protection in a relatively safe position, shooting spiritual arrows or spiritual bullets that accurately penetrate the heads of the deformed monsters.
Apart from Ling Xiao, most of the people present are elites selected from the army. They may only have good or above physique talents, but they are very good at teamwork and will never betray their teammates.
Contract spirit.
This is one of the most frequently mentioned words in the survivor forum. It is emphasized so highly because of its scarcity and because many people suffer from it. It has also become the first invisible rule that survivors jointly maintain.
Similar to the righteousness of the Jianghu and the law of the jungle.
1+1>2, the battle is one-sided.
But accidents happen all the time. When the dawn of victory in this small copy is coming, a deformed child with eight eyes and six legs successfully goes around the back of the team, suddenly emerges from the shadows in a corner, and attacks the back of a young soldier of eighteen or nineteen years old.
The first to discover it were the other two teammates.
One teammate fired reflexively, but the bullet in his gun was a powerful fire attribute, lacking the light wind attribute, and his speed was slower than the deformed monster.
The other comrade who was closer in a straight line reacted faster than his brain, and with the help of the speed ability, he jumped from the second floor with the speed of gravity.
He resisted with his body with the determination to die, and at this moment he didn't think so much.
The cry of "no" attracted more people's attention. More people saw the deformed child and tried to save him, but they were too late. They seemed to have no choice but to watch their teammates die or get seriously injured.
At this moment, the attack of the deformed monster suddenly turned and passed by the brave man.
And it didn't stop.
It flew up and nimbly dodged bullet after bullet in the air.
Even so, they found that the monster seemed to be free, but it was in as much pain as those hunted monsters, and even worse. Its destination seemed to be
the top of a half-collapsed dangerous building.
They saw two figures standing on the top of the dangerous building. Although their vision was better than that of ordinary people, they could not see the faces of the two figures clearly. The monster landed in front of one of them like a kite.
???
Who?
An enemy or a friend?
They had less than half a second to think. After all, they were still in a life-and-death battle. At least the act of saving people did not seem to be an enemy accomplice. Even if it was, the opponent was too strong and too far away from them. Concentrating on solving the problem at hand was the first choice.
Only Ling Xiao looked at the dangerous building twice more, but he did not see anything. After thinking for a while, he suddenly smiled brilliantly.
"What's wrong?" His teammates complained in the communication channel, "You are now more like the idiot of the landlord next door."
There is a reason for this rustic adjective. They have been working together for several months. It was because of their heart-to-heart talk that they discovered a very different Lingxiao.
First of all, Lingxiao's equipment and weapons are too complete.
Even though the country is very generous to these troops who fight on the front line to maintain the country, so generous that survivors from other countries are envious, and there is also a second-hand area for Chinese weapons and equipment on the underground dark web.
But they are not as good as Lingxiao. One storage equipment has eliminated two, the weapons are always customized, and the equipment is getting higher and higher for ordinary soldiers.
Some people are not convinced!
Ling Xiao has an outgoing personality and he doesn't know how to restrain himself even in the soldiers. It's hard for his classmates who come from the civilian world like him not to be envious. He has also encountered life-threatening situations and betrayed friendships because of these equipment.
That was the first time Ling Xiao encountered a social crisis since he was a child. Fortunately, he has a high emotional intelligence and a cheerful personality, which makes it difficult for people to dislike him. With the secret care of his master and the protection of his senior sisters who are obsessed with looks, he also made some good friends.
Of course, the brothers still have to be jealous when they should be. Ling Xiao's nickname was reduced from "Prince" to "The Landlord's Fool".
The landlord refers to Ling Xiao's wealthy survivor father who dotes on his son too much. Because Ling Xiao never elaborates on his background, Ye Mo doesn't know that he has such an honorific title.
When they were about to go out on the mission, the brothers and the new teammates exclaimed "WTF" again. The survivor's father is not only wealthy and dotes on his son unconditionally, but also seems to have a very grand background.
Ling Xiao has someone above him.
Some people suspect that he is the descendant of that founding general, and some people suspect that there are several high-ranking survivors behind him. After meeting Zhang Qihua, the deputy director of the Light of China who is admired by everyone in the Non-Investigation Bureau, they had new guesses.
Ling Xiao must be Zhang Qihua's son!
Ling Xiao knelt down on the spot: "Do you have bingbong (ping pong, the local dialect of Qingcheng Mountain) in your head? It's not my father. My father is just an ordinary person, and my sister is a woman!"
"..." He paused and was a little stuck for a moment.
Someone else said hesitantly: "What's wrong with women? Are there not enough female generals in our team? Lin Yuan is now ranked 19th among the survivors, not weaker than the light of non-adjustment. Women can also be fathers!" "
Yes, women can also be fathers."
"Dad."
Ling Xiao looked pained: "..."
"Master Xiao, that, that, that... our father is still in need of a good-looking brother, or a boyfriend!" A young man came over shamelessly. Anyway, he was single, and among the survivors, are there any ugly ones with bad figures? Almost none! Unless he tortured himself.
"Girlfriend is also OK!" This is a tough female disciple.
"Rich lady, hungry!"
They were all born in 1995, 2000, and 2005. Even if they were not, they thought they were. They were very noisy together, a bit like a college dormitory, but college students would not beat each other up every day.
"Get lost." Ling Xiao didn't even raise his eyelids, and a thunder spell struck down, and suddenly a group of people with big afros appeared.
"Damn, this guy sneaked up?"
"Get him!"
"Beat him, go!"
The afro-haired guys rushed forward, with no respect for martial ethics. Ling Xiao moved among them with ease, occasionally stirring up trouble here and stroking heads there. Gradually, the single fight turned into a group fight.
Even the people watching the excitement next door got involved, just like a group of cats and dogs fighting in a slow-line group, except that the cats, cats and dogs here are not as simple as lions, tigers and wolves.
The memories end here.
"Tsk!"
Ling Xiao was in a good mood. He ignored his teammates' ridicule and fought even harder, like a peacock showing off its feathers or a chicken showing off in front of its parents.
Jokes aside, when the deformed monster appeared, the Chinese team adopted the most cautious battle mode at the end of the victory. No teammate had less than three people in sight to ensure the safety of the team.
In the safe mode, the burning anger and hatred were vented on those monsters.
"Young people!" Ye Mo sighed with a youthful and beautiful face of twenty years old. She heard their channel conversation.
Ji Li understood, but it was still a little embarrassing to see Ye Mo's appearance, but this is the youthful vitality of youth!
He thought of his career as a university teacher. In the process of overcoming his inner demons again and again, all kinds of gloomy thoughts lingered in his mind all the time. If it weren't for the time between each copy and the relatively innocent students who had not yet entered the society, and the comfort of his relatives, he would have gone crazy long ago.
The deformed baby controlled by Ji Li screamed in pain. He was the one who had just saved the soldier.
"A Kumantong mutant monster with great spiritual potential." Under Ye Mo's gaze, the deformed baby calmed down, or trembled.
The fact that Ye Mo praised it as having potential showed that it had excellent spiritual talent, which was why the soldiers did not discover it at first.
Ye Mo had a new idea. Her team could not use it, but it was very suitable for a team like the Chinese Army that was very spiritual.
She could research a kind of spiritual detection equipment, similar to a spider or centipede, with multiple detection legs. During team battles, it could burrow underground or fly high in the sky, with a wide field of vision. In addition to the original communication function, it was mainly used to detect spiritual enemies, and even to restrain them to a certain extent.
For example, if the deformed baby in front of us had similar equipment, there would be no such security loophole.
Psychic abilities are still the most mysterious among the survivors. There are very few of them, and most of them are very weak, with weak talents and weak early stages. If the big guys hadn't guessed that Ye Mo was a psychic and secretly cultivated him, they might have been discriminated against even more.
Despite this, the rare psychics now basically work as deputy logistics personnel.
There are also very few psychic spirit beasts and plants.
Because of the small number, insufficient research, and difficulty in defense, it is quite troublesome to encounter them. Many surviving strong men have also overturned in psychic spirit beasts and plants.
Many of the orders Ye Mo received this time are for high-level equipment. She is lacking inspiration, and she can start research again when she goes back.
Ye Mo fell into self-reflection. Researchers seem to be prone to this, including Watson and many professors in the school.
Ji Li silently recited a series of spells, and saw a thin black line connecting the deformed baby and him in an instant. Looking more carefully, it was not a black line, but energy transmitted between the two, and this transmission was one-way.
Three minutes later, the black line disappeared.
The deformed baby, whose energy was sucked away, still had eight eyes and six legs, but the black color on his body had disappeared. His skin was pale but not as tender as a baby's. The gloomy and fearful aura all over his body had dissipated, and his big watery eyes were a little pitiful.
A little cute.
Ji Li paused. He had originally intended to free this Gumantong, who had endured unimaginable pains for ordinary people since birth, but the strong desire to survive of this Gumantong ruined his plan.
Even if he became a half-human, half-ghost, he still wanted to live, and he didn't need the possibility of reincarnation.
"Stop!"
Ji Li and the Gumantong signed a puppet contract, which not only prevented the Gumantong from continuing to do evil, but also gained an extra helper. After training, it could also be an unexpected control assistant.
At this time, the copy of the Chinese Army Group was almost solved.
"Sister Mo!" Ling Xiao said without saying a word, and waved vigorously to the person standing on the dangerous building.
Ye Mo put the plan into the folder, and Ji Li put the Gumantong into the life space.
The two of them jumped down and were already several miles away.
"Sister." This is Ling Xiao.
"Dad!" These are the dozen or so young people who leaned out from behind Ling Xiao, and their voices were very loud.
Ye Mo was startled and almost sprained his ankle when he landed for the first time.jpg, what the hell?