Lin Ming did not suddenly lose the ability to 'read minds', nor did he gain any inspiration through the underground "corpse viewing" just now.

It's just that he doesn't want to delay any longer.

It was only a little over two days before the end of the mission world, and his current location was still a long way from the nearest west coast of the Americas, and even if he flew around the clock, it would take a day and a half.

A day and a half, that was considering that Mo Ye, the guy who had not yet been unshackled, would drag Lin Ming's hind legs.

After that, he also needs to cross the Pacific.

The time given in the Holy Book seems to be running out of time.

Therefore, Lin Ming can't waste time with this team anymore.

"Whew!"

Lin Ming's flight speed was at least five times faster than the "classic car" he had ridden before, so he would have completed the journey that would have taken at least more than an hour in more than ten minutes.

Slowing down, landing, Lin Ming's legs stepped on the ground.

"Who?" a cold female voice mixed with the sound of pulling the bolt, and it was audible that it was a very lethal shotgun.

The vehicles were lined up on the side of the road, and since not all of these cars were lit up at this time, Lin Ming's face was not illuminated.

"It's me. ”

Lin Ming flicked his finger and pointed at a fireball that illuminated his face.

"What about the others?"

I don't know what number of the clone lady stood up with the gun, she was holding the gun, and the muzzle of the black hole looked so deep.

"They're in the back, and I'm in a hurry, so I'm one step ahead. ”

Holding the fireball, Lin Ming slowly walked towards a car on the side of the road.

"Wait a minute, what are you going to do?"

The Alice clone had a good instinct, and she seemed to have a premonition that Lin Ming was going to do something she didn't want to see.

The gun that had been picked up was not put down, perhaps it was just a passing illusion in her mind that made her do so.

She seemed to feel an incomparably cold in Lin Ming's body.

"Pick up your luggage and hit the road. ”

Lin Ming didn't stop, and he didn't have any reaction to being pointed at gun, he just walked step by step, as if he was doing the most mundane thing.

"What? Mr. Mo Xie, are you leaving? This kind of thing should be said until all the people who went with you have returned. ”

Not many people were awake at the moment, and the clone's exclamation caused most to wake up from their sleep.

"Mr. Mo Xie, are you really leaving?"

"Mr. Mo Xie ......"

Dozens of voices rang out for a moment, but more people were silent.

"Ha, I still have a lot of things to do, and staying here won't fulfill my long-cherished wish. Lin Ming removed the big scary package from Alice's Harley-converted cargo trailer.

'Sister Axe' is inside, and it has not been worn all the way by being tied up by the five flowers.

Now, it's time to finish the final task.

"Mr. Mo Ye......!"

The gun-wielding clone of Alice was about to say something, but was stopped by someone next to her, and no one in the night knew what the person who stopped her had gestured to her or whispered to her.

She put down her gun and said no more.

"Goodbye, ladies and gentlemen. ”

Lin Ming turned his head, and the whites of his eyes were gone.

"Spiritual ......"

The deranged creature didn't seem to be satisfied with the killing, as if no amount of blood could fill his empty heart.

He couldn't move Alice, so he left her behind, and there was no "can't move" care for the clones of the Holy Scriptures.

Lin Ming was full of ideas at this time, and he had several modified versions of his secret arts.

"I advise you that you'd better not. ”

The original secret technique was already working, and just as Lin Ming was about to release it, a slightly immature voice sounded in his head.

Then there was a mental shock.

Erin was still lying in the saddle, but she should have woken up, one could even say she was more awake than all the women here.

"Nice talent. ”

Erin's little spiritual power couldn't shake Lin Ming at all, but I don't know if it was a coincidence, as if this mental impact that pinched the seconds just interrupted Lin Ming's secret technique. It's like an ant tripping over an elephant.

It's just that ants are always ants, and even the most powerful race of ants cannot be compared in size with one of the paws of an elephant.

But the slight stumbling block was enough to draw the elephant's attention to the small presence on the ground, between the dust.

"Thank you, Linming, please don't hurt these sisters. Erin's sea of people pretended to be asleep in the car seat, and she was using her mental power to communicate with Lin Ming at the moment.

Her voice was firm and weak, and the spiritual impact just now was probably already consuming a lot of her strength, after all, she had not undergone orthodox spiritual power teaching, and she was afraid that she would have to go all out if she wanted to release enough spiritual impact to stop Lin Ming's spell. And in this ten percent of the strength, because of the wrong technique, another four or five percent of the strength will be wasted.

Erin is not Lin Ming after all, even if she is close to Lin Ming in terms of the type of spiritual power, but the word "close" itself is very **, and the essence between the two is probably 108,000 miles.

Erin's mental power was connected to Linming's spiritual power, and the former was almost frozen by the latter's coldness.

"Good. ”

After a moment's hesitation, Lin Ming seemed to have his own considerations, and he gave up on conducting the fifth experiment here tonight.

Lifting the bag, using his mental power to greatly reduce its weight, Lin Ming jumped into the sky again.

The fireball that he had held in his palm before extinguished as he left, like a burning candle.

"This guy ...... It's really hard to see......"

Alice's clone holding a shotgun looked at Lin Ming who was flying away, and the first thing she thought of was such a sentence.

"Did the signal to the subject respond?" she said, turning her head to the people in the other car.

"Yes, they said it was okay and they were on their way back. ”

The answer made her sigh.

She was terrified to hear the message of 'no response,' and at the same time, a copy of the bazooka had been quietly lowered in one of the cars in front of the departing figure.

"It seems that we are too suspicious. ”

She said.

However, in such a night and light, no one noticed that the "sleeping" Erin was already sweating and wearing heavy clothes.

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About three hours before dawn, an air cargo center.

It has been five years since the end of the world began, and not a single plane has taken off here in five years.

A few landed, but most of the passengers they were carrying did not make it out of the airport alive.

"Hey, it's another one that runs out of gas. ”

A figure is active in the airport, jumping from one plane to another, and the familiar appearance is like walking in his own backyard.

The zombies who live in the airport have gone to see Satan, and it is Lin Ming who is here to do business.

Unlike road idiots like Mo Ye, as long as he gives Lin Ming a map, he can travel all over the world.

However, at this time, he had some hope that he could exchange his ability to 'recognize the way' for Mo Ye's perception.

Because......

There are hundreds of planes parked in this airport......

It's just that so far Lin Ming has not found a single one that can be started, and they have either broken down for a long time or because there is no fuel at all (leaking or evaporating...... And I can't give Lin Ming any reaction at all.

Lin Ming had already flipped over most of the airport, and his only gain at this time was a dozen gallons of liquid that looked like it should be jet fuel.

However, this liquid is a little cloudy, and it should have deteriorated.

"The Holy Scriptures?"

Lin Ming tried to call the "Minister of Logistics", but at this time, Ren Linming, the profiteer who was still in pain with the explosives that had been exchanged cheaply, did not squeak no matter how he called.

It seems to have made the decision to "no longer trade with this guy".

As a result, Lin Ming had to be self-reliant.

But it doesn't seem to be optimistic in the current situation......