Chapter Seventy-Three: Rivalry

Lin Mo crashed through an entire wall and pierced into a narrow corridor, finally getting so close to the disciple of the Holy Inquisition for the first time in the billowing smoke.

Within a few minutes, Lin Mo relied on his scarlet eyes to rush head-on in a hail of bullets and bullets, and came to the burly Caucasian hideout.

Oberhausen was standing a few paces away from him, and at his feet were two needles that had long been empty.

He looked at Lin Mo and laughed: "Prey...... I'm angry. ”

Lin Mo didn't say a word, and rushed straight into it, with a lightning-fast punch head-on.

And Oberhausen only raised his arm, and the layers of aura lit up rapidly on his arm, and in an instant, Lin Mo saw what Luo Chengrui had said, this man's second attack situation in addition to the particle cluster cannonball.

Dense particle clusters of bullets roared out, and in Lin Mo's field of vision, the trajectory of the dazzling particle bullets was infinitely slowed down, but at such a close distance, it was impossible for Lin Mo to choose other ways to avoid it.

He bent his knees, covered his forehead with his left arm, blocked a few undodging projectiles, and slammed into the burly Caucasian body.

And Oberhausen's reaction speed is also amazing, he turned sideways at the moment when Lin Mo bent his knees and collided, stretched out his hand, and directly let Lin Mo fall into the air, stumbling past him, and also allowing him to directly expose his back.

The burly Caucasian raised his hand, and a particle cannonball whistled out.

Lin Mo dodged the cannonball sideways at the last moment, and the particle ball smashed directly into the wall behind him, knocking down a small half of the wall, and exposing the steel bar.

Lin Mo turned around, his scarlet eyes glowing, and he looked at the burly Caucasian man deadly.

Since the end of the world, Lin Mo, who is accustomed to face-to-face violent duels with people, has forgotten one thing, except for his extremely mutated left arm, although the other body structures have also been strengthened to a certain extent due to the influence of mutation, they still belong to the level of normal people.

Oberhausen, the seventh disciple of the Holy Inquisition, is a true warrior who has received formal training before the apocalypse, and in addition to the ability to strike particles, he also has a strong physique and fighting skills.

The burly Caucasian laughed playfully, "I guess, you're ...... right now You must want to eat me...... Right? ”

This sentence...... What is the meaning?

Lin Mo didn't know, and he didn't mean to think about it, at this moment, he just wanted to kill this man, and the only thing he regretted was that he didn't beat him to death the first time he saw him.

Lin Mo didn't say a word, he rose up directly and burst towards the burly Caucasian man opposite.

Oberhausen raised his hand and it was a low-power particle cannonball.

For this level of attack, Lin Mo dodged directly on one side, and the distance between the two people was shortened to zero in this instant, and then the man raised his fist and hit Oberhausen directly in the face.

The burly Caucasian had already raised his hand and pressed it on Lin Mo's arm, the aura on his arm lit up layer by layer, and a particle cluster cannonball was already ready to fire.

Lin Mo gritted his teeth and flipped his left arm to get out of the way of the particle cannonball that whistled out in an instant, but his right hand had already risen like lightning and slammed firmly into Oberhausen's face door again.

However, the speed and strength of Lin Mo's right arm are only at the level of a normal person, so this punch was firmly caught by Oberhausen's other hand.

Is it a delusion?

Lin Mo saw a strange bright red in the eyes of the burly man who was close at hand.

A sneer hung on the corner of Oberhausen's mouth: "Just like you are an extreme mutant with a complete mutation, maybe you can beat me to death here in two moves, but...... What are you ...... now?"

He twisted his backhand, Lin Mo's right hand was directly flipped by him, as long as the strength was half a point, Lin Mo's hand was only afraid that it would be pinched off, but Lin Mo's reaction speed was also extremely fast, and he directly kicked sideways like lightning.

He reacted quickly, and Oberhausen's reaction speed was also extremely fast, and the moment Lin Mo kicked his foot, he decisively gave up the opportunity to directly break Lin Mo's right arm, and directly dodged the blow sideways, and then he raised his hand again.

Lin Mo, who kicked sideways and missed, fell directly to the ground, and rolled out without thinking about seeing this scene, but the expected particle cannonball did not send out - Oberhausen was blowing him up.

But this reminded Lin Mo that this burly Caucasian man could not fire particle cannonballs in infinite bursts, and the particle cluster strikes gathered by biological electromagnetic resonance required a lot of energy.

In fact, ever since Limmer arrived at Oberhausen, the burly Caucasian man's attacks have been at a fairly low power.

In Linmer's presence, Oberhausen had no chance to inject himself, so he had to control his physical exertion.

This may also be the reason why he has been trying to communicate with Lin Mo - he wants to use it to delay even a little time for himself.

Oberhausen quietly took two steps back and looked at Lin Mo coldly.

Limmer had already taken advantage of the roll, he stood up and looked at Obo Hausen, he didn't know how the burly Caucasian knew his mutated identity, but now, he just wanted to kill this man.

For the first time since the apocalypse, he wanted to kill a person so much.

When Luo Chengrui died, he finally realized that the so-called end of the world is not only an era of monsters eating people, but also an era of cannibalism, you either become the cannibal, or watch the people around you be eaten one by one, until in the end, even yourself is eaten, and you can't die anymore.

This is the most unreasonable truth that Lin Mo has realized in his life for more than 20 years, and it is also the truth that he can't accept but has to accept.

Everyone needs mercy, but no one can forgive.

Lin Mo let out a roar and rushed at Oberhausen again, he must not let the burly Caucasian distance from him, otherwise with Oberhausen's ability as a turret, once he distanced himself, he would have no chance to kill him.

Therefore, Lin Mo was going to stick to him and fight, not giving him a chance to distance himself and breathe at all.

Oberhausen took a deep breath, the strange bright color under his eyes flashed again, and in the face of Lin Mo's heavy fist smashed again, he sneered, directly raised his right hand, spread it, and met it fiercely with a particle cannonball.

But this time, Lin Mo had already thought of a change of move, he was on the side of his body with a halo on top of Oberhausen's arm, hunched forward, and rushed out with his left fist, about to smash this punch on Oberhausen's abdomen.

Lin Mo believes that as long as this punch is smashed, this man will be half-crippled if he is not dead!

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