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Chapter 157 My Name Is Joey

Although He Ao still didn't understand what happened, he noticed that Sri Lanka's gestures were different.

If a person reaches for a woven fabric such as clothes, he usually spreads his fingers apart in a 'grab' gesture.

And Sri Lanka's hand has four fingers close together, and the thumb is slightly separated from the other four fingers, which is a 'grip' gesture.

Holding is not holding clothes, but only handles, such as the handle of a gun.

At this moment, He Ao suddenly jumped behind the sofa beside him.

Fierce gunshots sounded almost the moment he jumped out, the bullets passed through the gorgeous sofa, and the pure white feathers were blown apart.

clang clang-

The bullet hit the metal suitcase in front of He Ao, making a crisp sound.

"Boy, who sent you here?"

Slanka pressed the button on the submachine gun to quickly eject the magazine, and the empty magazine fell from the gun. At the same time, he took out a new magazine from the side drawer and was about to insert it immediately.

As soon as he opened the door, he discovered He Ao's problem. Normally, the 'takeaway' he ordered could not have this kind of temperament. As for what he said later, it was his trick to hold He Ao back in a critical moment.

At the moment when the magazine was changed, Slanka felt that his mind was hit by some powerful force, his whole brain fell into a blank in an instant, and his body froze at the same time.

The blank time was very short, and he recovered almost in the blink of an eye, but it was too late at this moment, the boy on the opposite side had already taken out a submachine gun and pointed it at him.

Da da da--

Fierce gunfire rang out again, and this time, he was the one being targeted.

Compared with his marksmanship, the teenager's marksmanship is obviously much more stable and accurate.

By the time he recovered and jumped to the back of the cabinet, nearly thirty bullets had poured into his body.

Bright red blood with gray radiance soaked through his pajamas, and his hands were pierced by more than a dozen bullets. His hands couldn't use any strength at all, and the submachine gun and magazine clips in his hands loosened and fell to the ground.

He Ao took out a new magazine to replace the empty magazine, then turned off Super Memory, and walked towards Sri Lanka step by step.

Slanka’s momentary stiffness just now was because he used the ability of mental interference, which was obtained by Chao Yi after he devoured the dancer’s talent sequence and was promoted to D rank
After entering the D-level, Chao Yi's "vision" can see some kind of illusory "shadow" combined with the human body. He Ao currently believes that this "shadow" is the spiritual entity or soul of a person.

He can touch these shadows with his own spirit and interfere with the state of these 'shadows', but he can't control or charm people. The most he can do now is to interfere with the enemy's thinking and make the enemy fall into a state of rigidity that cannot be resisted. middle.

In fact, this is the first time he has used this ability in actual combat.

In the process of using this ability, He Ao's own power consumption will also be accelerated.

And Slanka's soul power also exceeded He Ao's expectations. The original 30 seconds of free use of super memory was shortened to only five seconds due to interference with Slanka's thinking.

Judging from the strength of this soul, Slanka itself is a very strong transcendent, stronger than the general E-level, and is very likely to be a D-level transcendent.

However, although Slanka's soul is strong, it is in a flickering state, which is a bit similar to the state of Kristos's injury before, so He Ao judged that Slanka must have suffered some kind of serious injury. It's still under repair.

This should also be the reason why he bought a large number of corpse flowers to restore his soul.

He Ao held a gun in one hand, and stretched his other hand into his jacket from the back of his waist, holding the dagger fixed on his back diagonally, and walked towards Slanka.

Judging from Sri Lanka's performance just now, thirty bullets from ordinary firearms were not enough to take his life, but his hands should have been abolished.

"An owner of a D-level spiritual talent sequence really thinks highly of me," Slanka leaned against the cabinet, listening to He Ao's approaching footsteps, "Who are you from?"

While talking, he endured the pain, and pulled out the bullets that had been pierced into his wrist one by one. These bullets hindered the movement of his hand muscles, fine cold sweat emerged from his forehead, and he endured pain in his throat. He couldn't help but grunt in pain.

The boy outside did not respond to him, but was still approaching step by step.

Slanka accelerated the movement of his hands, and when the bullets were pulled out one by one, he tore the pajamas violently, tied his wrists with cloth strips to barely stop the bleeding, and at the same time, wisps of orange-red hot flames He gathered his palms together.

Since the last time he was injured, every time he used his ability, he would feel a severe sense of mental tearing, and that terrible pressure entangled him like a gangrene.

This is also the reason why he wanted to use guns to get rid of He Ao in the first place. The price of using extraordinary power was too high.

But he miscalculated He Ao's strength, and he was completely suppressed by He Ao in the first confrontation, and he was even seriously injured.

And up to this moment, he couldn't figure out who would send a strange D-rank strong man to attack him, and this strong man looked so young.

Although he did a lot of bad things, they were all trivial matters, and he dealt with ordinary people at the bottom. Except for the last time he went to inquire about information and misjudged the other party's strength and was injured, he had never offended anyone. A strong player above E rank.

It can't be that one of those low-level trash got some kind of powerful gift and came to seek revenge on him, right?
What a joke.

He shook his head, calmed down, and continued to gather flames in his hands.

But just as the flames in his hands converged into a fireball, the sound of approaching footsteps stopped abruptly, followed by the muffled sound of guns being thrown on the sofa.

The whole room fell silent for a moment.

In this eerie silence, Slanka frowned. He waited for a moment, holding the gradually 'full' fireball in his hand, and poked his head towards the back of the cabinet little by little.

And at this moment, a cold muzzle pressed against the back of his head,

"Mr. Slanka, don't move, maybe we can talk."

Slanka trembled and froze, but the flame in his hand did not disappear.

"Mr. Slanka, this is an 'extraordinary pistol'. It may be a little bit stronger than ordinary firearms. The moment I pull the trigger, the bullet will smash your brain and take away your life. your life."

As He Ao's voice fell, the flame in Slanka's hand dissipated little by little.

He just changed the magazine, approached a little bit, and used mental attacks, all of which were part of He Ao's preset trap, so as to give Slanka a feeling that he is a purely mentally capable person, but his actual physical fitness is not strong, so he will choose to continue to use it. Misprediction of firearm attack.

In the actual operation, he first threw away the submachine gun to attract Slanka's attention, and then detonated his super memory, bypassing the cabinet in a very short time and appearing behind Slanka.

Soldiers never tire of deceit.

It would be easy for He Ao to kill Slanka who was injured at the moment, but his goal was not to kill people, but to obtain information from Slanka.

"May I know who sent you here?"

Slanka also understands this problem at this moment, He Ao did not kill him immediately, which proves that he is still valuable.

"Mr. Slanka, it's the first time we meet, but I think you should know my information very well," He Ao said softly, "My name is Joey."

Sri Lanka was stunned for a moment.

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