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Chapter 391 Homecoming Road (6)

However, the prick is very slow and has no murderous intention. It is like using a knife to bucket a ham sausage.

The girl frowned and watched Maori approach her very smoothly, but she did not dodge because she knew that the other party did not want to attack her.

Immediately afterwards, Maori's knife turned towards the girl's throat, and then tilted towards the upper left position until the earlobe position... with a light stroke.

A small cut was cut in the girl's earlobe, and some blood was dripped out.

Maori reached out and applied the oozing blood spot on his hand. He sniffed it carefully, and rubbed it with his fingers.

The people on the side all showed suspicious eyes: "What are you doing?"

"Just check it out." Maori said casually: "The easiest way to identify whether there are enemies is to first determine whether there are enemies around you. Then, let's understand it, that is, see if anyone among you is dead."

"What are you talking about?!!!" The short and thick brother was obviously not a person who likes to think about problems. He shouted with anger in his expression.

At this moment, the old man also stood up and said a little embarrassedly: "Yes, we are not so stupid that we haven't even noticed that our partners have been 'sed', so..."

"Hey~ don't say that's so sure." Maori interrupted the old man first: "I don't doubt your eyesight, but I can see that your team should be just a temporary team."

No. 71 no longer remained silent. She stood up and nodded: "Indeed, we were formed at another gathering place. I said before that we carried an important message, so it is impossible to act alone, but I can guarantee that these people are good players in all fields."

This is true. There are still five people left in this industry, all of whom are very powerful characters. No. 71 needs no need to say more. It was the demon fox who replaced her brother's position, so his strength should not be underestimated.

And that girl is a master of tracking and hiding.

The old man was a professional assassination householder before, who killed people quietly, and then escaped without knowing how much blood was stained on the machete in his hand.

You can tell at a glance that you are just a fight, face-to-face, and meat-to-meat fight.

As for the feminine man, he is a master who uses poison to poison and survives in the wild. Such talents are indispensable during long-distance travel.

This team is just a team that is temporarily gathered, but there are people in charge of each link.

But this also highlights one disadvantage, that is... before the team was formed, everyone didn't know much about it.

Maori continued to say: "The reason why you have never been able to get rid of the pursuit has actually been two explanations. First, there is a traitor in this team. A few kilometers away, there is a person who can control the dead body. The two are constantly conveying information through some means, which has led to the inability to get rid of the pursuit."

Although the rest of the people were not willing to admit this, after thinking about it overnight, they decided to listen to Maori.

"There is another second possibility, that guy who manipulates the dead body is actually one of you!"

Maori suddenly raised his voice and pointed at the crowd with a gesture of "the murderer is right among you".

At this moment, everyone was a little unable to control themselves, but Maori didn't give others a chance to talk nonsense, and immediately continued: "You have known each other recently, so disguise may not work. I have reason to suspect that some of you are the tracker."

"Haha, it seems that this friend doesn't know much about the controller of the dead body." No. 71 said with a chuckling: "First of all, the first! The controller of the dead body must also be a dead body. Although it retains the wisdom and perception of life, it will eventually rot like a corpse. Do you think that one of us seems to be dead?"

Lu Yuan was shocked when he heard this. He finally understood why the [butcher] looked like that when he came to this dungeon last time. It turned out that he was no longer a truly alive person.

However, Maori chuckled casually: "Come on, even so, we can only judge whether a person is dead from the outside. If I am a dead body controller, I have at least four or five ways to make you think that I am a living person. I only need a person's skin, some bones, and a heart that looks useful. This kind of thing, under the ability of a dead body controller, can easily assemble itself into a real [living person]."

Everyone around frowned.

Indeed, in the current world, the boundary between living and dead is actually very blurred. If a person's mind is still there after his death, then almost all his bodies except his brain can be replaced at will.

At this moment, the people around seemed to have thought of something, and then subconsciously looked at the people around.

"This...is too ideal." The old man pondered.

"I said it was just an idea." Maori explained casually.

It's no wonder. After all, along the way yesterday, Maori discovered that those so-called [dead bodies] could still fight when their nerves were already out of vitality, their brains, and even their muscles were rotten. At that time, he discovered that the soul and body of this world were already an unusual existence.

Just then...

"Everyone, I need to see you bleeding!"

The sudden order from No. 71 showed that she seemed to have felt that the idea of ​​Maori's "dead people can disguise themselves as living people" was feasible.

As soon as they finished speaking, the rest of the people were really looking forward to finding a place to cut them off. Although they all distrust Maori's statement, they implemented the captain's words without thinking.

"Wait!" Maori suddenly said: "You can't just see if the wound will bleed. You must use the most extreme wound. Because pretending to be a living person, then the dead body will definitely think of the simplest way to distinguish [the dead will not bleed and have no heartbeat]. They only need to control the continued contraction of the heart muscles, and the blood will continue to run in the dead body."

"However, the peripheral blood vessels cannot do this. Because they are too small, these blood vessels may necrotize within a few minutes without blood supply. As for the regeneration of the terminal blood vessels, it will be very slow. I think a dead body controller should not be able to control a corpse to such a subtle level."
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