After Tiantian, Xieying, Tianqizhe and Linda left.

Chen Mo touched Xiao Bai's head and looked at the time again.

It's already two o'clock in the evening.

The sounds of explosions, gunshots, and howls outside were still heard one after another, and from time to time in the night sky came the sound of monsters flapping their wings and passing over the city at high speed.

The reason why Chen Mo hasn't left yet is to make his identity more realistic.

He was ready to transform into a real estate salesman or streetwalker, as the case may be, and there were a few gadgets in the house that he could use.

certainly.

The most important thing is that he plans to randomize the attributes of the Despicable Man's telekinesis shield several times here, and the attribute he wants to randomize is naturally the passerby.

Passerby A: Popularize all the characteristics of your body that can be remembered.

About an hour passed.

Just when he was about to let the Despicable One's telekinesis shield swallow up the body-protecting aura for the last time, and was about to give up if he still couldn't find a random passerby, his luck finally came.

He finally randomly obtained the passerby attribute.

"Very good!"

Chen Mo smiled excitedly.

After recalling Xiao Bai, he quickly left this inconspicuous room.

Following the instructions on the map, Chen Mo hunched his body in the shadow of the street, as if he had truly become a refugee in this city. He had completely assumed the role of a citizen of Yuming City and continued to move towards Anxi County.

direction forward.

If you go to the base alone, it will naturally seem a bit too abrupt.

At that time, he will definitely be interrogated by the base, how do you know this place, how did you get here, what is your identity, how many days of isolation and review...

So Chen Mo's goal tonight is to find a way to join a refugee team, preferably one with military personnel, and bring him directly into the base.

As for those refugee teams consisting of families in twos and threes, he had no interest at all.

I have to say.

He is very lucky today.

It took him less than an hour to leave the urban area of ​​Yuming City and finally met a refugee team of more than ten people on the remote road leading to Anxi County.

The leader was wearing a military uniform.

"who!"

The cold voice made Chen Mo freeze up instantly. He had completely immersed himself in the role.

The blood-colored moonlight fell in the sky, and on the land shrouded in darkness, the air was eerily quiet.

Immediately afterwards.

Almost out of instinct, Chen Mo completed the transformation of his identity between salesman and street hustler. He lowered his voice and cursed angrily.

"If you call me mom, you'll scare me. I'm a member of the Black Dragon Gang. If you call me mom, I'll be hacked to death."

However, Chen Mo's voice made everyone in the distant escape team breathe a sigh of relief.

The leader, wearing a military uniform and looking tall and resolute, walked over from the darkness and looked at Chen Mo, who had an open collar, a short knife in his hand, and kept making gestures.

He sneered.

In normal times, such people are almost useless, but at times like this, they can be of some use. They are much better than salespeople, designers and the like.

"Do you recognize this?"

He took out his pistol and gestured in front of Chen Mo.

Chen Mo's face instantly stiffened, he swallowed, and responded cooperatively: "We know each other."

"As long as we know each other, what's your name?"

"Chen Mo."

The man put away his pistol and said coldly: "You can call me Gangzi and follow my command. You might still have a chance to survive. Follow me."

"Yes, Brother Gang."

Chen Mo showed that he was very knowledgeable about current affairs, which made Gangzi raise his eyebrows and lead everyone to move forward.

Seeing that there were more than a dozen people in this team, not only men and women, but also several half-year-old junior high school students, Chen Mo couldn't help but express doubts after following him.

"Where are we going?"

He wanted to confirm whether Gangzi's target was the Anxi base.

If it was clear that it was not the Anxi base, he would naturally find a way to withdraw from this team.

"You'll know when you get there."

Although Gangzi did not answer Chen Mo, with his status as a soldier and the correct direction of travel, Chen Mo didn't say anything more and hurriedly followed.

It was really hard to walk at night at 4:30 in the morning.

Chen Mo counted and found that there were fifteen people in this team including himself.

"Brother Gangzi, how far is it? I'm tired."

A girl's voice, which Chen Mo thought was a junior high school student, came from in front of him.

But what makes Chen Mo strange is that Gangzi is indifferent to others, but he is full of patience towards this girl.

Gangzi carefully opened the military luminous watch and checked the time.

"It will probably take more than three hours."

Then he motioned for everyone to stop.

More than ten people followed his request and sat under a big tree to rest.

Compared with the blood moon monsters everywhere in the city, the suburbs are much safer, but the occasional strange screams in the sky are scary.

"Whoever has something to eat, give me some."

The voice actually came from the man next to Chen Mo.

Chen Mo crushed up the half-eaten instant noodles and handed them to him.

Under the bloody moonlight, the man looked at Chen Mo, who had just joined the team. He suddenly showed a look of surprise and took Chen Mo's instant noodles.

"Thank you. My name is Franco and I am a violinist. What about you?"

"Chen Mo, gang member."

The Guangfu Federation is a medium-sized country forcibly formed after the intervention of external forces in order to counter the Rawls Federation. The names here have both Chinese and Western styles. Everyone is already used to it. The name Chen Mo does not feel out of place here.

Before Franco could speak, there was sarcasm coming from beside him.

"He's a member of a gang, he's acting like a fool, I guess he's just a street kid, right?"

When Chen Mo heard this, he immediately stepped into the role of a street kid, took out a short knife and pointed it at the man: "Say that again, I will kill you!"

There was a snap.

Gangzi took the short knife from Chen Mo's hand and warned in a cold voice: "I hope this is the first and last time. Next time you dare to point a knife at one of your own, I won't be polite."

Say it.

He returned the dagger to Chen Mo.

"I know, Brother Gang."

Chen Mo swallowed his saliva and responded.

He was already certain that this gangster was definitely no ordinary soldier. The speed he had just shown had reached at least 30 points, which could be considered a small boss-level professional evaluation.

It wasn't until Gangzi left that Chen Mo breathed a sigh of relief.

The person who just mocked Chen Mo sneered again.

While eating crispy noodles, Franco said in a low voice: "Gangzi is a genetic warrior. We have relied on him all the way. Don't provoke him. The person who laughed at you just now is Lao Wang, and he is a car

Repairman."

While Franco was talking, a woman came to Chen Mo.

She took out a bottle, which seemed to be filled with blood.

"What?"

Facing the vigilant Chen Mo, the woman signaled: "This is the blood of a monster. It can cover up your smell to a certain extent."

Chen Mo heard this and breathed a sigh of relief.

"I thought you were going to draw blood!"

"You're not a gang member, and you're still afraid of injections?"
To be continued...