Chapter 479 – The Proper Way to Shoot Down a Plane

“My shooting skills are actually pretty bad…” Ling Mo said frankly, “But you can bet on whether I can take you down in ten shots… or twenty.”

Who would want to bet with you!

It’s bad enough that your shooting skills are poor, but what’s with that ‘I’m proud of my bad shooting’ attitude?

And shamelessly changing it from ten shots to twenty… We’re barely thirty meters apart, how little confidence do you have in your shooting?

However, Shorty still didn’t dare to bet…

He didn’t want to lose his life to this guy’s “random shooting”…

“What do you want?”

Shorty slowly shifted to a crouching position, while placing his uninjured hand behind his back, gesturing to another man.

Ling Mo seemed completely unaware of Shorty’s subtle movements and continued, “Honestly, it’s not an easy task to shoot down you guys, who are buzzing around in the sky like flies. Flying up there really gives you a sense of superiority. Even if my psychic power could reach you, it wouldn’t be able to do anything. I’d love to try using it like a sticky rod, but unfortunately, it’s just not possible.”

In fact, the two men had already completely ignored Ling Mo’s later remarks.

They were utterly stunned by his earlier casual comment about shooting down flies!

What did he say?

The plane was shot down by him?!

How could that be possible…

But as soon as this thought emerged, Duckbill Cap came to his senses.

And the other man immediately snapped back to reality…

The behavior of those Zombies was abnormal in itself. Although it was chaotic and dangerous just now, thinking back, it was indeed very suspicious!

The man even immediately thought of something else… Every time they passed by here in the past two days, they encountered several Zombie attacks. At first, they were quite concerned, but as it happened more frequently without any real threat, they gradually paid less attention.

But now that he thought about it, each Zombie attack seemed unique!

If this incident were viewed in isolation, it would merely suggest that these Zombies were highly adaptable, figuring out what didn’t work and not repeating it…

But combined with Ling Mo’s earlier statement, the whole situation took on a completely different meaning!

These Zombie attacks were all part of Ling Mo’s plan! Ling Mo’s experiments!

The Ling Mo before them was not suffering from immense mental pressure as they had expected, nor did he have any intention of hiding like a coward. He had been openly provoking them right under their noses, even using their Helicopter as a guinea pig to research the proper way to shoot down a plane!

What a terrifying and detestable man!

“Damn it… this is more than just simple command, what exactly is your ability…” Duckbill Cap roared in anger, just as the other man rushed forward like an arrow.

Despite his inner shock, taking down the enemy was the most important thing right now.

The man launched a punch like a shooting star, aiming straight at Ling Mo’s face.

At this instant, his speed and strength reached their maximum limits.

His muscles were groaning, but they were also roaring!

After preparing for over ten seconds, the man seized the opportunity. As Ling Mo’s attention was diverted by Duckbill Cap’s shout, he delivered his strongest punch!

Superhumans with enhancement abilities have similarities to Zombies. The Zombies’ robust bodies allow them to exert their full strength, even a newly mutated Zombie can exert 100% of its body’s power.

Ordinary people cannot fully utilize their strength because their bodies can’t handle it.

It’s possible that throwing a punch with 100% strength might break their own arm.

Enhancement ability superhumans still have human bodies, and the so-called enhancement actually involves maximizing the strength of cells, bones, and so on during the period when the ability is active…

And the part this man enhanced was his bones.

This punch came down like a truck about to slam directly into Ling Mo’s face.

Describing it as a watermelon being smashed into pieces wouldn’t do it justice. If it hit, Ling Mo’s head would instantly turn into fragments, not even leaving a single piece of intact flesh.

Not only that, but the man also swept a leg toward Ling Mo’s feet, blocking his escape route.

“Die!”

The man’s lips curled into a cold smile. No matter what kind of superhuman you are, one punch would send you straight to hell!

“Bang!”

With a dull thud, the air and time seemed to freeze at that moment.

The force of the punch swept past, and when everything settled, the fist stopped less than ten centimeters from Ling Mo.

The man’s eyes widened in disbelief as he stared intently at Ling Mo.

He opened his mouth, trying to say something, but blood surged up from his throat.

“Gurgle…”

A faint bloodline slowly appeared on his neck.

Like a tiny crack on a dam, the blood within him, under immense pressure, gushed out through the gap.

“Splat!”

Blood sprayed everywhere, raining down!

But Ling Mo stood before him, not even flinching.

Compassion was never meant for enemies.

After the body fell, Ling Mo’s clothes remained clean and spotless.

He looked at the now-stunned Duckbill Cap and smiled slightly, “Do you have any other tricks? Use them all.”

“You… you… damn it, you can’t escape!”

Duckbill Cap was already dumbfounded. This mental ability superhuman had been calm from start to finish. He had thought Ling Mo was just showing off, but it turned out he was so composed because he didn’t consider Duckbill Cap and his companion a threat at all!

Like a tiger facing two weak chickens, did you expect it to roar to show respect to its opponents?

“You people… are really boring. When did I ever say I was going to escape? You think you’re hunting me, right? But have you ever considered that it might be the other way around?”

Ling Mo rubbed his chin and laughed.

“Delusional! Don’t get too arrogant! We’ve been tricked by you, but besides these despicable tactics, what other abilities do you have?”

Duckbill Cap felt deeply uneasy. Although he was also a superhuman, the brutal death of his companion had made him realize the significant gap in power between himself and Ling Mo.

Rather than fighting to the death, it was better to stall for time and wait for rescue!

“Come at me head-on if you dare!”

Duckbill Cap stared at Ling Mo. To buy time until Li Hao and the others arrived, he was willing to go to any lengths…

But really, wasn’t Ling Mo already standing right in front of him?

However, Ling Mo played along, even nodding in agreement, “Alright, after all, it’s your dying wish…”

“Hmph, idiot…”

Duckbill Cap was overjoyed. He had just thought Ling Mo was terrifying, but it turned out he was just an idiot! He fell for it so easily…

“I’m coming.”

Ling Mo raised his gun, aiming it at Duckbill Cap.

“Still relying on your lousy shooting skills? This way, I can easily drag this out for seven or eight minutes…”

Just as a smile crept onto Duckbill Cap’s face, a sudden sensation of something piercing into his head struck him.

It was like an electric drill boring deeply through his forehead. Amidst the excruciating pain, Duckbill Cap’s vision blurred.

Before losing consciousness, the last thing he heard was Ling Mo’s gentle “Bang!”

“Damn it, still got tricked…”

Ling Mo had used his psychic tentacle to invade Duckbill Cap’s psychic light cluster when his mind was at its most relaxed.

Indeed, this significantly reduced the resistance, easing the pressure on Ling Mo.

Fragments of memories flashed through his mind. As a core member of the 9th Squad, this man, though not the strongest, had been with Li Hao the longest and knew a lot of information. Although some of it was incomplete, as long as there was a general outline, it would suffice.

Ling Mo’s method of memory retrieval was still imperfect, but there was no extra time to refine it now.

Moreover… being forced to watch someone else’s memories was truly a frustrating experience, especially when Ling Mo couldn’t control what scenes he would see…

“Only a trusted aide would be assigned to the Helicopter, huh? It was meant to protect you, but didn’t you consider that such a large target would be irresistible for me to shoot down?”

Ling Mo shook his head, rubbing his temples as he glanced at Duckbill Cap, who was lying on the ground.

The guy had been reduced to an unconscious idiot, but Ling Mo’s task wasn’t just to read his memories…