I'm a cook in the wasteland

Chapter 220
There is a glimmer of light in the forest.

With the naked eye, only a little distance around the body can be seen.

However, in this short distance, the other party completely disappeared.

All I saw was ordinary night.

Stealth?
Not also!

In the shock of mental power, the sea of ​​spirit opened up again.

Many light spots disappeared under Su Mo's thoughts, and finally there was only one bright red light spot left.

The opponent is not invisible, but just blends his figure into the surrounding environment.

Perhaps it would be more appropriate to call it... mimicry.

No matter how rich the colors are during the day, in the dark night, all that remains is a blur of black.

It is very suitable for the opponent to display his ability.

But after being locked by Su Mo's mental power, the spiritual sea doesn't care how you mimic it.

The light shows where you are.

At this moment, the other party is...

The knife was spinning in his hand, Su Mo held the knife in his backhand, and stabbed himself behind.

It was as if a pair of eyes had grown on the head.

Su Mo's knife directly resolved the opponent's attack.

The enemy's figure flickered in the dark night, and was forced out by Su Mo.

There was a little shock in his eyes.

He seemed to be thinking, how could the other party find him so easily.

Before he had time to worry, he entered the mimicry again.

Only this time, Su Mo followed.

It is just an ordinary wild flower, which has gradually withered in this late autumn.

But Su Mo's knife cut it off mercilessly, cutting off the opponent's last glimpse.

At the same time, a stream of blood spurted out.

A person staggered, and suddenly appeared in front of Su Mo.

He clutched his abdomen, where a wound was turned upside down, bleeding profusely.

"How did you find me?"

In the hoarse voice, the man did not dare to enter the mimicry again.

No matter what kind of simulation you look like, the other party can find you immediately.

This terrifying ability let him know that his advantage was gone in front of the opponent.

Facing the enemy's question, Su Mo's answer was just a leg whip.

Su Mo pressed down sideways, the power contained in this kick made people dare not resist.

He raised his arms to resist, but the man took several steps back before releasing his strength.

Coughing, spit out blood froth from the corner of his mouth.

"Pooh!"

Seeing Su Mo's silence, a ferocious expression appeared on his face.

"You really have a problem."

Under the words with special meaning, the man stretched out his hand to make a move in the night.

A long knife appeared in his palm.

It is very similar to the style of the Tang knife that Su Mo has seen before.

The slender blade is upward, and the tip of the blade is slightly upturned.

The arc is extremely smooth.

And the blade, even more so, shone coldly in the night.

The aura of the man holding the knife in both hands has become extraordinarily sharp at this moment.

It's like a sharp weapon, looking at everything.

The opponent is also a melee master.

Su Mo noticed this, but kicked on the tree trunk, and then rushed straight to the opponent.

Boning knives and long knives clashed in the air.

The flames from the collision illuminated the surroundings of the two of them.

The two were extremely fast.

What ordinary people see are only silhouettes colliding in the night.

Lifting the knife, catching Su Mo, who was stabbed by the opponent, pulled his strength to the right.

While unloading the force, the back of the knife quickly adjusted its direction against the opponent's blade, and then slashed towards the opponent's wrist.

One knife breaks the defense.

Blood splattered.

With a shake of his arm, the man still held the knife.

Looking at the wound on his wrist, the man had fear in his eyes.

Any deeper, and Su Mo would have cut off his entire tee tendon.

Turning his wrist, the man who held the knife tightly slashed straight at Su Mo's face.

The smell of blood came to the face.

The broken hair on Su Mo's forehead was flying.

Su Mo, who didn't move his eyes, raised his short knife and easily caught the knife.

At the same time, a powerful mental force was directly transmitted along the boning knife to the opponent's knife.

"Crack!"

This sound was especially clear in the dark night.

Cracks appeared on the long knife.

The trace was still spreading, like a spider web, quickly wrapping the blade.

And Su Mo's knife followed closely again.

The man subconsciously blocked with a knife.

But in the next instant, the entire knife exploded.

The shattered blade was caught by Su Mo's left hand and cut directly at the opponent's throat.

He retreated and raised his head to avoid it, but he felt severe pain in his abdomen.

The man's eyes twitched.

He lowered his head and saw that the boning knife had pierced his abdomen.

At this moment, Su Mo pulled out the knife expressionlessly.

The blood-stained blade shone with a strange light in the dark night.

For Su Mo, the enemy in front of him is not a strong enemy, and it is not difficult to solve it.

The body fell to the ground, splashing dust.

A dead silence gradually appeared in the man's eyes.

He... is going to die.

Su Mo didn't turn his head back, he cut to the side with one knife, and gave the head of a person who wanted to sneak attack him.

At this moment, Su Mo was covered in blood, standing in the corpse like a Rakshasa.

And after the death of the boss, the killing team was not shaken by it.

Still continue to perform their tasks.

It was only under the resistance of the people in the rock camp that they finally succeeded in beheading everyone.

The rich blood gathered here, roaring like a monster, swallowing countless lives.

After the dust settled.

The rock camp's logistics troops began to clean up the battlefield.

Looking at the corpse of his former companion, a wave of sadness spread in the field.

But it didn't last long.

War is always accompanied by death, but death in this wasteland is a kind of peace.

"What do you do next?"

Lu Xinglan came over and asked Su Mo.

His eyes were on the boss's body on the ground, and there was something strange in his eyes.

Just comatose?

"Ah!"

In the cold wind, Su Mo smiled.

"Of course an eye for an eye is an eye for an eye."

Su Mo, who also bowed his head, lifted the other party up.

She was careful when she struck. Although she was seriously injured, she couldn't die with her around.

While the battlefield was still being dealt with outside, in the dark prison in the cave, there was only one candlestick flickering with fire.

In the dim light, the man on the ground felt a bone-chilling chill, and immediately woke up.

Unfamiliar environment, but familiar people.

At this moment, he fell to the ground, looking at the woman leaning on the chair beside him, quietly looking down at him.

What I felt was the gaze from the god of death.

He is not dead?
"Which base is behind you?"

Seeing that the other party was awake, Su Mo asked his own question.

The mastermind who sold himself this time is in those bases.

After all, only those people know that they have the flower of crazy blood.

And the flower of mad blood is one of the indispensable materials in those researches, if you tell this to the beast.

Then it is only natural for the opponent to send troops to the rock camp.

And these people have bigger ideas.

However, it was still a little bit worse.

"you guess?"

Facing Su Mo's calm questioning, the man sneered.

So what if he became a captive, he would never betray his master.

"That's it!"

Gently responding, Su Mo looked at the other party, but his eyes were full of pity.

She stretched out the index finger of her right hand and slowly pointed to the center of the other's eyebrows.

(End of this chapter)