Chapter 1079 Meat Eaters Association

The knife flew away.

Insert into side wall.

It shows that the knife is good and powerful.

Lin Mo realized that his strength was obviously inferior to that of his opponent.

His mind was spinning very fast, and he knew that he was at a clear disadvantage and couldn't beat him.

But Lin Mo didn't panic.

To be honest, at this time, if you panic, you will definitely lose.

Hesitation, too.

The opponent stabbed him.

Able to avoid.

But I can avoid the first day of the lunar month, but I can’t avoid the fifth day of the lunar month.

Avoiding this kind of movement will occupy the body's activities and will inevitably lose the opportunity to attack.

Sometimes if an opportunity is lost, it can never be found again.

So Lin Mo chose a more risky tactic at this moment, but it was also the only tactic that could turn defeat into victory.

Die together, no, it is actually a lose-lose strategy.

The knife stabbed his stomach. Lin Mo didn't dodge and went straight to meet him.

Pfft.

The sharp knife stabbed into the stomach, but Lin Mo's hands also hugged the other person's neck and twisted hard.

Click.

It was certain that the other person's neck was broken.

Lin Mo had practiced this job many times, and the professionalism of neck twisting was no different from that of Lao Bai.

He even felt that he was a little better than his master.

At least in this wave, Lin Mo felt that he had taken advantage.

The other party just stabbed him once, but he broke the other party's neck.

In terms of fatality, Lin Mo felt that the other party suffered more.

Even if an ordinary person is stabbed in the stomach, he will not die if he is lucky, but if his neck is broken, he will basically die.

But this is a third-level dreamland, and the murderer opposite is no ordinary person.

The result was that even after the opponent's head was twisted 180 degrees by Lin Mo, he still stood and did not fall down.

Lin Mo took the opportunity to retreat.

As for the wound on your stomach, just ignore it.

Whether it's a glutton's curse or a vampire's curse, they all have powerful self-healing abilities and can grow back quickly.

About two seconds later, Lin Mo was sure that just breaking his neck would not hurt the murderous maniac opposite him.

The other party reached out and then pulled its head back.

This murderous maniac was not wearing a gas mask, just a black mask.

Just this, it means that the rank is higher than Lin Mo.

Lin Mo's wounds are also recovering.

Many thoughts were running through his mind.

For example, run immediately.

But with the terrifying speed of the murderer just now, it was impossible to escape.

Turn your back to the enemy and you are more vulnerable to fatal attacks.

Beaten again and again.

The knife was also hit against the wall more than ten meters away, which made people a little worried.

Lin Mo thought, should I beg for mercy?

It's a bit difficult to estimate. The beautiful girl just now must have begged for mercy. She was indifferent to the beautiful girl, and the effect of my own begging for mercy must be even less effective.

But you can try it too.

What if it succeeds?

At that moment, Lin Mo yelled: "Jack, I'm your fan!"

The other party was obviously stunned.

Perhaps in its eyes, this was the first time its prey had said such words.

Very novel.

But that's all.

But Lin Mo's verbal output has just begun.

"The way you kill is very artistic. In my eyes, you are an artist."

Lin Mo's words were not nonsense.

It is a script that he chose after careful consideration.

The Ripper, a horrific murderer, is said to have never been caught.

This is one of the originators of perverted killers abroad.

There is a saying that goes well, it is called the loneliness of a master, and even derives from the four words "lonely seeking defeat".

Lin Mo felt that a murderer of this level must be lonely and self-admired. This kind of murderer actually lacks everything.

The only thing that may be missing is a confidant!

Lin Mo calls each other an artist just to see if he can scratch his itch.

Of course, the verbal attacks are actually just cover.

Lin Mo naturally couldn't pin his life and death on words, that would be too risky.

He also has a killer move.

Psychic attack.

Drag the murderer into the spiritual realm and kill him there.

However, Lin Mo had only just come into contact with the job of pulling people into the spiritual realm, and was not particularly familiar with it. What's more, this thing is also about means and strength.

If you don't have enough strength, it's like a small horse pulling a big cart. No matter how hard you work, you can't drag the opponent into the spiritual realm.

It may even damage your own mental strength.

Even if they are evenly matched, it is easy to decouple and fail to pull in.

So this move requires timing.

Lin Mo is talking nonsense now just to delay time and look for that opportunity.

After being called an artist by Lin Mo, the other party did not attack. Instead, he remained silent for a long time and asked, "What do you know about knives?"

Very puzzling question.

But Lin Mo felt like he was clearing away the clouds.

The other party asked this, obviously communicating.

It’s just that the leaps in thinking are too great for most people to keep up with.

Fortunately, Lin Mo is not an ordinary person.

He didn't even think about it and responded directly: "Cold knife, cold knife cuts meat, it will not destroy the quality of the meat."

This answer is also very jumpy.

If the other party was Er Duidao, he would never understand what Lin Mo was talking about.

In fact, between the questions asked by the other party and Lin Mo's answers, many questions were omitted.

But Lin Mo chose to ignore it directly.

The other party is a person with quick thinking, and so is Lin Mo.

Hearing Lin Mo's answer, the murderer opposite did not react at all.

Even the murderous intention is still increasing.

Seems self-defeating?

wrong.

The opponent did not attack.

This is the best result, which shows that the answer just now is very effective.

The next moment, the murderer picked up the knife in his hand, stretched out his tongue and licked the blade.

The sharp knife was still stained with Lin Mo's blood.

Soon, the other party seemed to taste some clues from the blood.

"Are you a meat eater too?"

Hearing this, Lin Mo's eyes lit up.

New plot?

I didn’t expect that.

Originally, Lin Mo was just talking nonsense and stalling for time, but he really developed something new.

The other party’s question was five words long, but it contained much more.

First of all, there is something here called a carnivore.

Secondly, this murderer considers himself a carnivore.

Finally, it said ‘yes’, which means it might be a carnivore itself.

Lin Mo felt that his head was spinning seven thousand two hundred times at this moment. The other party's judgment that he was a 'carnivore' was certainly not without reason.

It's the mouthful of blood I just licked.

There is some kind of message hidden in the blood that makes the other person think that he is a carnivore.

Lin Mo didn't think his blood was any different.

Unless the other party can taste the curse.

In his curse sequence, the only one that can be related to the 'meat eater' is the glutton's curse.

Understood!

In just two seconds, Lin Mo thought of a countermeasure.

He released the breath of the Glutton's curse.

It's like taking off your shoes to release foot odor.

Lin Mo is now taking off the 'shoes' cursed by the glutton.

This makes it easier to be recognized by the other party.

If they are considered to be 'same kind', there will be two results. One is that the other party hates the same kind and then takes action; the other is that the enemy turns into a friend, and Lin Mo gets lucky in the third-level dream and hugs him.

Anyway, they were enemies before, so Lin Mo was not afraid of gambling at all. If he lost the bet, it would be the same as before, but if he won, he would make a profit.

The murderer opposite clearly felt the breath of the glutton's curse.

"You're lucky."

The murderer put away his attacking stance.

Turn around and leave.

Lin Mo narrowed his eyes and followed immediately without saying a word.

Although it was safe for the other party to leave, it meant that Lin Mo needed to explore the third level of dreams all over again. Now that the situation was unclear, it was too dangerous to wander around here alone.

The murderer opposite is probably the legendary Ripper of the Mist City. He is strong enough. Following him may be the best choice.

Of course, you have to be careful. These kind of murderers have extremely weird personalities. If one of them is not good, he may anger the other and kill him.

This risk is definitely there.

But after thinking about it, Lin Mosi decided that the risk was worth taking.

It's like organizing an adventure group. It's hard to find a thread. No matter whether you can finally untie the thread, you can't throw away the thread.

But Lin Mo took this matter for granted.

At first he was able to follow.

But he forgot that this legendary murderer was extremely fast and lost track of him after following him for a while.

The figure of the other party disappeared into the haze in the sky.

Lin Mo cursed.

He wanted to use the paper crane, but firstly he didn't know the other party's real name, and secondly, the smog here also affected the paper crane.

At this moment, the bell rang again.

Lin Mo hurriedly did not dare to move.

Because every time the bell rings, something terrible will happen. The smog here is so heavy. He is in the middle of the street, and there may be dangers hidden in all directions.

Lin Mo slowly moved to the side of the road, preferably against the wall, so as to ensure that one direction was safe.

It's like a mouse walking against a wall.

After the bell rang, Lin Mo decided to walk back.

He had thought that if it didn't work, he would wait until the bells stopped completely, and then go find Xiaoyu and the others.

Lin Mo knew where Xi Wenjun and Xiao Yu were.

Only Sister Yue is missing.

Lin Mo doesn't know how to get it back now, but he will get it back sooner or later.

Retreating to a corner, Lin Mo suddenly heard a strange sound.

It was the sound of a carriage.

On the quiet street, the sound of horse hooves could be heard clearly, from far to near.

There is also danger coming at the same time.

The hairs on my neck stood up.

Lin Mo knew that this carriage was definitely not a good one, because from the direction of the sound, there was a breath of death coming from the front.

"Got to hide."

Lin Mo looked around.

His face darkened because there was no place to hide.

At the critical moment, the door of a nearby room was opened, and someone waved to Lin Mo from inside.

Lin Mo weighed it in his mind and immediately stood up and rushed through the door.

As soon as I entered, the person inside closed the door.

Then he made a silent gesture towards Lin Mo.

The sound of a carriage outside arrived.

An indescribable tension spread inside the small door.

The man who opened the door for Lin Mo was obviously extremely nervous.

Although you can't see the face because the other person is also wearing a gas mask, you can tell from other details of the body.

Lin Mo was curious.

If you are so scared, why take the risk to save yourself.

Lin Mo is no rookie. Anyone who does anything has a purpose. This man risked his life to save himself. Why?

After all, they are neither relatives nor friends.

This is not to blame for Lin Mo's inner darkness. When traveling abroad, especially to a distant place like the nightmare world, he must not have the intention of harming others, and he must have the intention of guarding against others.

Maybe he's hungry.

Seeing that the other party is quite thin, are you planning to put yourself in and use it as an ingredient?

Or is it some kind of evil ghost that wants to take over the body?

Anyway, Lin Mo was thinking about very dark things at the moment.

But now is not the time to dwell on this matter.

The sound of carriages outside seemed to have stopped.

Instead of leaving, he stopped on the road.

Possibly, it stopped outside this house.

This made Lin Mo a little nervous.

If the things on the carriage come down and even try to break in, it will be completely ruined.

You must die, and everything in this house, whether dead or ghosts, must die.

So at this moment, Lin Mo and the man at the door didn't dare to move.

Not even a random thought.

I'm afraid that if I think too much, things outside will notice.

What does it mean that seconds are like years?

This is the situation now.

Maybe it was only half a minute, and then the sound of the carriage sounded again, a distant sound, and slowly disappeared and returned to calm.

The carriage left.

Lin Mo also felt a little exhausted.

But in any case, this crisis has been overcome.

Naturally, he and the person holding the door against the door did not dare to open their mouths to look, because after they could no longer hear the sound of the carriage, they remained silent for a while.

After a while, I finally relaxed completely.

Lin Mo was looking at the person at the door and also wary of other people who might be in the room.

"Thanks!"

I don’t know who the other person is or what their purpose is, but the help they provide is genuine, so regardless of anything else, I want to say thank you in advance.

"You're welcome, we are all brothers of the association. If I am in danger, I believe you will help me," the man said.

association?

The only thing Lin Mo heard about the association in the third-level dream was the 'Meat Eaters Association' mentioned by the legendary murderer Ripper.

The other party regarded him as a member of the association, so he came to the rescue.