Chapter 484 – Being a Spy is Not a Common Profession

Whoosh—

Li Hao immediately turned around, looking in the direction of the Raincoat Man.

In the darkness, he faintly heard a sound…

What happened to the Raincoat Man? What’s the situation?

Although he usually kept a pretentious demeanor, wore a raincoat to cosplay as a butcher, and was quite disobedient…

He was indeed strong!

Those two kitchen knives of his had taken down countless Zombie heads, and with his eerie appearance, he was quite a distinctive figure in the 9th Squad.

But it had only been less than two minutes, and it seemed like he heard his scream…

Could it be that he didn’t even get to show his strength? Or did his intimidating image fail to put any psychological pressure on the opponent?

What’s really going on!

“Gulu…”

Li Hao swallowed his saliva, holding his gun, and took small steps towards that direction.

However, after only a few steps, a light clanging sound came from not far behind him.

“Who’s there!”

Li Hao immediately turned around, looking warily at the area filled with cargo containers.

Behind the deformed containers, there seemed to be a vague human figure…

Through the Night Vision Goggles, everything he saw was tinted green, making the atmosphere even more eerie.

The Gray-clad Man upstairs, the Raincoat Man who disappeared into the darkness, and the duckbill cap who was dragged into the depths early on.

One by one, his comrades disappeared, and in the blink of an eye, it seemed like he was the only one left in this underground level.

And what’s worse, he hadn’t even seen the mastermind yet!

It felt like they had been lured onto a pitch-black stage, while Ling Mo watched them from behind a camera, grinning hideously as he directed them to act according to his script.

The ending was destined to lead to death.

Even if he wanted to resist, he couldn’t just punch through the screen and drag Ling Mo out from behind the scenes…

Could this shadowy figure be Ling Mo? Has he finally lost his patience?

“Who’s there?”

Li Hao slowly shuffled his feet, inching closer to the figure.

The area was filled with the glowing remnants of psychic fluctuations, making it impossible to judge clearly.

In the blink of an eye, a fine layer of sweat had appeared on his forehead.

Through the Night Vision Goggles, he saw the greenish figure struggling on top of the cargo container, reaching out a hand towards him, shaking.

“Blood?”

The hand was covered in fresh blood, straining to reach upward.

Suddenly, he noticed a blood-stained bandage.

“Is that Old Tang?!”

Li Hao shivered with realization, but still cautiously circled around from the side before suddenly appearing and aiming his gun at the exposed figure.

The face, which looked like a dying pig，no, it was indeed Old Tang!

His duckbill cap was gone, likely lost while being dragged, revealing a bald, pointed head.

“Old Tang!”

Li Hao quickly glanced around, then crouched down in front of Old Tang, lowering his voice, “How are you?”

Old Tang was covered in wounds, looking as if he was on the brink of death.

Seeing him struggle to open his swollen eyes to look at him, Li Hao hurriedly asked, “Where’s Ling Mo?”

It was almost impossible for Old Tang to make it out alive, so while he seemed somewhat conscious, Li Hao needed to find out what had happened.

“Gulu…”

Old Tang grabbed Li Hao’s wrist with surprising strength, his nails nearly digging into Li Hao’s flesh.

“Tell me quickly, where is that bastard Ling Mo?”

“Gulu…”

Old Tang almost collapsed into Li Hao’s arms, seemingly unable to speak, straining to get closer to Li Hao’s ear.

Li Hao quickly leaned in, “What are you saying…”

“Gulu… Ling Mo, he…”

Suddenly, Old Tang’s voice became clear: “He’s right in front of you.”

As soon as the words were out, Li Hao felt a sharp pain in his ear.

At the same moment, Old Tang’s hand turned into a claw, his nails digging deeply into Li Hao’s flesh.

His other hand reached straight for Li Hao’s abdomen, poised to disembowel him on the spot.

“Ah!”

Li Hao screamed in agony. In this life-or-death moment, he pressed his handgun against Old Tang’s body and fired multiple shots.

The impact of the bullets caused Old Tang’s movements to falter slightly. Taking this chance, Li Hao scrambled away, rolling and crawling, then aimed his gun at Old Tang’s head.

Grimacing, he touched his ear and discovered that most of it had been nearly torn off, with blood soaking half of his body.

There were five deep puncture wounds on his wrist, mingled with the blood from Old Tang’s palm.

“You…”

Li Hao was in excruciating pain, cold sweat pouring off him. He gritted his teeth and glared fiercely at Old Tang.

How could Old Tang have such strength with so many injuries?

If he hadn’t reacted quickly and decisively, he would have been killed!

“You…what…”

Seeing Li Hao trembling with anger, Old Tang, who seemed unable to get up, casually smiled and even stretched lazily.

His body was riddled with bullet holes, his back a mess of flesh and blood, with his internal organs in shambles.

Yet despite these fatal injuries, there was no trace of fear on his pig-like face.

Or rather…that face was completely expressionless!

“Sigh, I still failed. It turns out that casually imitating a spy for easy assassinations is not something non-professionals can do…”

Old Tang touched his bald head, speaking with a slurred tongue.

That tone, that way of speaking…

No matter how incredulous Li Hao felt, he had to realize something.

The person in front of him was not Old Tang at all!

But…

Li Hao’s mind was a jumble. He felt like he was on the verge of grasping something crucial, but couldn’t quite understand it yet.

“However, my acting skills are pretty good, right? Winning an Oscar would be no problem, hahaha…”

Old Tang spat out a mouthful of bloody foam, grinning at Li Hao. “Honestly, after observing you guys up close, I’ve made a new discovery.

Whether it’s the Air Force Corps or any other faction, you’re just a group of people sticking together. At first glance, you seem formidable, but when broken down, you’re just individual survivors. In other words, you’re relying on mob tactics to bully other survivors. But when it comes to one-on-one combat, you’re immediately exposed.”

“Don’t equate us with such lawless organizations! You… you are…”

Li Hao’s finger was ready to pull the trigger, but killing Old Tang now wouldn’t mean much.

This guy clearly wasn’t afraid of death!

“Don’t stutter,” “Old Tang” said. “This encounter with you has actually been quite rewarding for me. I’ve tried new combat methods, gained a deeper understanding of my own strength, and even got some training in…”

“How did you do it? Did you hypnotize Old Tang? Or did you use psychic power to suggest something to him?”

Li Hao suddenly interrupted, shouting angrily.

“So impatient, but…”

Old Tang chuckled. “Do you think I’d tell you?”

As he spoke, he threw a dark object.

Seeing it, Li Hao froze for a moment and instinctively reached for his waist.

“You took the Communicator…”

Looking at the obviously crushed device, Li Hao nearly passed out from the rush of anger.

“Using the same trick twice, aren’t you ashamed?”

Careless! Tricked again!

No matter how much they gathered intel on him, they still ended up being played.

Old Tang… no, Ling Mo’s mockery wasn’t arrogance. He indeed hadn’t used the same trick on them twice!

Precisely because of this, they kept falling for his schemes over and over!

“Haha… really impressive… But if you could replace and control Old Tang, why didn’t you act sooner?”

Li Hao panted heavily, asking.