Mrs. Wang was so frightened that the corners of her eyes twitched and her face turned pale.
She rarely saw a mutant with such fast movements. Before she could even react, the tip of the knife had already stopped at the last inch of her skin.
Her head was almost hitting the ground.
"What...what...Handsome man, I don't understand what you are talking about! Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive, let's talk it out!"
Ling Lang held the dagger in reverse and pressed it directly against her neck. When he exerted force, blood flowed out and slowly dripped down her neck onto her clothes.
The woman felt a sharp pain on her neck, and her face turned pale with fear. "Handsome man, if we really have something to say, please talk it over nicely. Tell me more. Otherwise, I won't know what you're talking about."
Ling Lang asked: "Who left the mask on the table?"
As soon as Mrs. Wang saw that table, she knew who they were, but what she had just experienced made her more alert.
I must not tell anyone what just happened, including that girl. It is very likely that Franlun is behind it.
"...There are so many people coming and going in the store that I can't remember right away. Handsome, are you looking for someone or something? I'm pretty familiar with the situation within a ten-mile radius around here. If you're looking for someone, I might know about it. If you're looking for something, I might also know something."
"You talk too much nonsense. Just answer whatever I ask you." Ling Lang said impatiently.
"Yes, yes, yes."
Ling Lang asked: "Do you remember whether the person who sat at this table before was a man or a woman?"
He then asked again, "How can a restaurant in the wild be doing well? It's rare to have a few customers a day, or is it that the number of customers here is abnormal? Or are they not coming here to eat?"
The more Mrs. Wang listened, the more frightened she became. She managed to maintain her composure, "Handsome man, this is a small business. I won't do anything rash!"
"Nothing wrong?" He gestured to the corpse behind her. "Is this what you're serving to your guests?"
"This... this... there's nothing we can do about it. It's the end of the world. Where can we find real cattle and sheep? Besides the base, where else can we eat such good food? We're already in the wild, and it's good enough to have something to eat."
Ling Lang was clearly too lazy to listen, his face showing anger. Mrs. Wang quickly provided some useful information: "A woman! A woman!"
Mrs. Wang added, "She came alone, and many people in the store saw her!"
"Really? Give me the list, and I'll go through them one by one. If you dare to tell a lie, your head will be hung on it."
Sister Wang was startled and quickly backed away, covering her neck. "She...she has long hair, a nice figure, and a pretty face. She was wearing a bag on her back and very ordinary clothes. She only had this mask on her face. She took it off while eating. I guess she forgot to put it away. At first I thought she was from that village, but when I saw her condition and appearance, I knew she was probably from some base, but I couldn't be sure."
"Where did she go? When did she come here?"
Ling Lang took the mask from the table.
He just glanced at it and put it in his pocket.
He was 100% sure that this thing belonged to Pei Xiqing.
Although it was not the one he had given to Pei Xiqing before, he had seen Pei Xiqing use it before.
Because Pei Xiqing has a little habit that she herself hasn't even noticed.
I like to fold the mask neatly and keep it at hand.
After listening to what the proprietress said, he was almost certain that he had found the right place.
During this period, the zombie tide activities basically appeared around the base, and he checked the abandoned cities far away from the base one by one. He would not go to any place without zombies, because Pei Xiqing would not go there either. She was not afraid at all and might even deliberately get into the zombie group.
"To..." Mrs. Wang swallowed her saliva and pointed at the direction Pei Xiqing left. "She walked this way. She came in the evening, probably around ten o'clock."
"Very good." Ling Lang slowly approached her, each step he took extremely oppressive. A smile suddenly appeared on his lips. "How do we solve this problem? Kill him? Or send him to the black market?"
Mrs. Wang looked confused.
Looking around, he finally saw an invisible device in his ear.
It's a headset.
He seemed to be talking to someone.
Ling Lang looked down at his feet again.
There was a cloud of ashes under the soles of his shoes.
"What's this?"
Mrs. Wang was so scared that her legs went weak: "Handsome man! This was done by that girl, it has nothing to do with me! I don't know what it is!"
"Did she do it with her supernatural powers?"
"Yeah, yeah! Her power is weird! It's a snake!"
Ling Lang curled his lips and pinched the ash on his fingertips with satisfaction.
It seems that Pei Xiqing is really good at making the Qiong Snake. Ashes of this level cannot be made without some skills.
Mrs. Wang lay on the ground and pulled his trouser legs again: "I'm telling you everything I know! Please don't kill me, and don't send me to the black market! Please!"
Ling Lang lowered his eyes, "I won't kill you, but you have to go to the black market."
"I don't want to! I don't want to go to the black market!"
Ling Lang squatted down, raised his hand and the strange energy overflowed, directly intercepting the men who wanted to come over from behind, and the tip of the knife stopped in front of the woman's eyeball.
"I think there's something wrong with your shop. It's so peaceful and comfortable in the middle of nowhere. So as soon as I got here, I sent someone to investigate."
“I have to say, this is a huge problem.”
"One of the leaders of the black market is actually afraid to go to the black market?"
Wang Saozi's sweat dripped down her face and her lips trembled as she said, "You... who are you?"
Ling Lang smirked and lowered his voice: "Of course, it's the Franlun you've been thinking about so much."
Then a woman's extremely sharp scream erupted from the house.
Ling Lang casually stuck the dagger on the table.
There was a pool of blood on it, and a bloody eyeball was stuck on the tip of the knife.
He dealt with the men at the door and raised his hand to press the button on the earphone in his ear. "Brother, what's the matter? I think I can find her faster than you."
A calm and deep male voice came from the headset: "Really? Then we'll wait and see."
"She probably didn't realize this is a trading point for the black market."
"have no idea."
"If they knew, it would be a bit tricky." Ling Lang said, "Why don't you go?"
"Continue to follow up on the black market activities, and don't worry about anything else."
"knew."
Ling Lang took off his headphones and got in the car.
The blood left on the ground was quickly buried by the wind and sand.
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