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Chapter 626: A Way of Greeting

However, before jumping, she handed over her gun: “If I make any suspicious moves, just shoot.”

“Uh…” This request put Ling Mo in an awkward position. Although he had not entirely trusted them, having her state it so bluntly…

Especially the tone of her voice, it sounded so odd…

Before Ling Mo could say much more, Xu Shuhan had already taken a couple of steps to gain momentum, then leaped forcefully.

Her physical fitness was clearly slightly inferior to Mu Chen’s, and she barely managed to grasp the edge of the building across. With great effort, she pushed herself up and landed on the rooftop.

Once Xu Shuhan was steady, Ling Mo felt her gaze lingering on him again.

It was as if she was saying, ‘See, I didn’t run, did I?’

“It’s your turn,” Ling Mo quickly urged Mu Chen.

Mu Chen, also with a look of consternation, glanced at the knife in his hand, then handed it over with an expression of awkwardness: “I… Ah, damn!”

He hadn’t finished speaking when he got kicked in the knee: “Hurry up and get on!”

Mu Chen’s performance wasn’t much better; the blow to his stomach had left him breathless, and he struggled to climb up, ineffectively kicking the building’s side. In the end, Xu Shuhan grabbed his arm and pulled him up, giving him a helping hand.

“Ling Mo, you go up, we’ll hold them off here,” Shana said, slicing down a humanoid fireball with a knife before glancing back.

“Okay.” Ling Mo didn’t delay. After hoisting his backpack, he suddenly lifted his arm.

This action surprised Mu Chen and Xu Shuhan across from him. Was he not going to take a running start?

But as soon as this thought appeared, they were stunned to see Ling Mo leap from the spot, then gracefully land beside them.

“Damn…” Mu Chen turned his head in astonishment to look at Ling Mo and couldn’t help asking, “Can you carry someone with that move?”

“Yeah…” Ling Mo nodded.

“Then why…” Mu Chen immediately thought of his own struggles, hopping like a frog, while the man below just kept on urging…

“You need to be carried.” With that one sentence, Ling Mo shut Mu Chen up, who then shivered and shook his head vigorously.

Upon hearing this, Xu Shuhan’s expression turned somewhat frosty again as she silently took the gun from Ling Mo’s hand.

“Get ready!” Ling Mo called out, turning his head towards the rooftop opposite.

Li Ya Lin and Shana turned and sprinted towards them, two female zombies moving so quickly that their jump seemed effortless, landing smoothly on this side without any hesitation or stiffness in their movements.

Even though it was just a jump down, the difference in strength was apparent, and Mu Chen felt a twinge of envy. It was one thing to be outmatched by Ling Mo, but to see that even the girls around him were stronger was something else.

Where did he find these girls?

Girls with both beauty and physique, who were also strong – they were treasures anywhere. Niepan would struggle to find many like them, yet Ling Mo had three…

At this thought, Mu Chen couldn’t help but glance again at Xu Shuhan beside him.

Following her gaze, he saw Ling Mo with open arms, catching Shana and Li Ya Lin – an unnecessary gesture, Mu Chen thought to himself with an inward roll of his eyes.

As Li Ya Lin and Shana moved away, Ye Lian followed suit, leaving the iron door behind.

“Bang!”

The iron door didn’t last a second before it was blown away, followed by a dozen zombies squeezing out from the doorway.

Several flaming zombies also emerged from the drainage pipes, hissing as they rushed towards this side following Ye Lian.

“Thud!”

A zombie that had just leapt into the air was hit by a bullet and fell heavily to the ground.

Ling Mo turned to see Xu Shuhan holding the gun, continuously pulling the trigger.

The zombies closer to Ye Lian also fell to the ground in a strange fashion, each with one or two bullet holes in their heads.

However, Ling Mo’s complexion was somewhat pale; the recent fight with the dominant level Zombie had drained too much of his Mental power.

Being watched by Xu Shuhan and Mu Chen like this, he couldn’t very well grab a female zombie and kiss her…

“Quick, quick!”

Ling Mo extended his arm, shouting.

Ye Lian rushed to the very edge of the rooftop and then leaped down with force.

“Ah!”

Xu Shuhan immediately let out an uncontrollable scream, and Mu Chen was also startled.

Being chased by so many zombies, including those on fire, it was indeed easy for some survivors to be frightened enough to jump off a building.

But why would Ye Lian…

However, they soon realized they had worried for nothing.

Several zombies pursued her relentlessly and ended up jumping down as well.

But as these zombies hit the ground, Ye Lian had already grabbed the railing on the edge and leaped back up.

And as soon as she was stable, she jumped effortlessly to the other side.

“Don’t just stand there, take them out!”

Ling Mo shot out a mental Tentacle, taking down a zombie that had also leaped into the air, while shouting.

From their vantage point, with a five-meter buffer, and with Ling Mo’s tentacles and two guns, the dozen or so zombies on the opposite rooftop were quickly dealt with.

But it wasn’t long before more zombies would appear, and Ling Mo saw a zombie with its head ablaze already at the edge of the rooftop.

“Run, run, run!” Ling Mo took down that one too, then led the group towards another building.

Fortunately, the buildings in this area were not too different in height. As long as nothing unexpected happened, they could still manage to escape.

…

A few minutes earlier, when fireworks illuminated the night sky, a pair of eyes were also watching the colorful sparks through the floor-to-ceiling windows of a building in Dongming City.

“I didn’t expect there to be other living people in Dongming. And this way of saying hello is certainly unique,” he said, swirling the wine in his glass.

Behind him on the sofa sat another person, also staring out the window. The flash of light clearly illuminated the scar on his face.

“Number 0 has not felt anything,” Scarface suddenly mentioned something else.

“Lately, Number 0 is so unreliable? Ai Feng, it seems you’re not doing your job as the boss of this branch,” the man said indifferently, still with his back to Ai Feng.

Ai Feng’s expression suddenly turned bitter: “Yes, the people I sent out are gone, the issue with Number 0 being injured remains unresolved, and now someone is causing trouble right on our doorstep…”

“It’s good that you’re aware,” the man said with a smile. “I actually came here to discuss the Joint Camp with you, but it looks like you have other matters to take care of first. By the way,” he suddenly turned his head, asking, “Since Number 0 didn’t detect anything, could it be the same person who injured Number 0?”

“Just a suggestion.” He said, raising his wine glass towards Ai Feng, then downed it in one gulp, “You might want to pray that it is the same person. That way, you could solve all your problems at once.”

But as he put down his glass and walked past Ai Feng, he stopped: “Just to be safe, I’ll send someone to assist you.”

“This…” Ai Feng, who had been silent until now, suddenly widened his eyes and stood up.

Before he could say anything, the man had already slapped him on the shoulder with a smile: “It’s well-intended, don’t refuse.”

He looked at Ai Feng for a moment, and, seeing that Ai Feng didn’t speak, patted him on the shoulder again with satisfaction: “Very good.”

With that, he turned toward the door and called out, “Shen Le! Come in!”

Creak—

As the door slowly opened, Ai Feng turned his head with an ugly expression.

The weather had warmed up, but as the figure appeared at the door, Ai Feng couldn’t help but feel a chill down his spine.

The towering figure, almost level with the door frame, stood in the shadow, exerting an invisible pressure on Ai Feng.

“Ai Feng always seems reluctant to see me,” a cheery voice came from the doorway.

Following that, a shorter figure stepped out from behind the tall one, approaching Ai Feng.

This was a young boy who didn’t seem very old, with hair dyed bright red that looked like a dancing flame under the moonlight.

He wore a smile on his face, hands shoved into the pockets of his sweatpants, his teeth shining white.

“It’s not you…” Ai Feng’s gaze, however, moved past the boy and remained fixed on the figure at the door, “It’s that…”

Another firework burst open, and in the sudden flash of light, Ai Feng saw a pair of reddish eyes…