The Gentle Way to Use Cheats

"He Lang! Why are you standing there stupidly! Why don't you attack with me!"

An angry shout sounded in He Lang's ear, he turned his head and saw a young man glaring at him.

The other party was relatively handsome, but the hostility on his face made him look unpleasant.Even though He Lang was much taller than him, he still raised his chin and ordered with a little contempt: "Still leaving?!"

His tone was too grandiose, as if He Lang was born to listen to his orders.But it was true, because He Lang remembered that this was his master - Fang Shengli.

He Lang realized that he had lost a piece of memory. After he was injured by his teammate Sun Dacheng, the virus infection broke out, and he couldn't remember what happened afterwards.It wasn't until recently that he woke up a little bit from his stupor.

At this time, he was no longer a normal person, not even a living person, but a "zombie".

Fang Shengli said that if he hadn't subdued him, he would have died under Wan Ling's gun long ago, and he would not have such a powerful combat force today.

He Lang couldn't figure out what was going on, but what he could clearly feel was that he was indeed restricted by Fang Shengli.As long as Fang Shengli thinks, even if He Lang doesn't want to, he can't help but do what Fang Shengli said.

Although He Lang's memory of the past is still unclear and many places are still vague, he still clearly feels that what Fang Shengli wants to do now should be against his past beliefs.

The man said hoarsely: "I..."

His vocal cords and speaking nerves appeared to be damaged, and his speech was unclear and slow.Fang Shengli didn't have the patience to listen to him, and interrupted impatiently: "'I' what 'I', don't you think that you can turn off my spiritual powers if you activate your spiritual wisdom and restore your memory? I tell you, don’t even think about it! And don’t even think about going back, let me tell you, the people at the Qinghe base have long seen you fighting for me, and have long believed that you are a traitor. And you killed so many people at the Qinghe base, The Qinghe base hates you to the bone, and it is impossible to accept you back!"

"impossible……!"

He Lang retorted subconsciously, but sadly, he clearly understood that this was the truth.

Fang Shengli single-handedly turned himself into a traitor at the Qinghe Base.

Before I woke up, I didn't know how many former comrades-in-arms I killed; after I woke up, I still couldn't escape this fate.

"Nothing is impossible, this is the fact. The famous He Lang is now a puppet of our victory!" Fang Shengli was extremely annoyed by He Lang's state of being out of control from time to time, and glared at him viciously. "If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't let you advance so quickly. What kind of wisdom and memory do you need? It's not as easy to use as a combat machine!"

"You...!" He Lang was so enraged by his words that he almost wanted to rush forward and tear Fang Shengli's mouth open.But Fang Shengli's mental strength firmly suppressed him, making him unable to move, and he could only stare at the other party fiercely.

Snapped!

Instead, Fang Shengli stepped forward and slapped the man hard: "Don't look at me like that!"

In fact, He Lang could easily dodge or even fight back, but the suppression of psychic powers made him suffer this slap.

"Tsk!" Slapping He Lang was like slapping a cold iron pillar. Fang Shengli's hand hurt, but as a zombie, He Lang didn't even have a single red mark on his face.Fang Shengli became more and more angry as he watched, pointing in the direction of the gate and shouted: "Get out and fight! Don't get in my way here! Kill the strongest person in Qinghe Base!"

No matter how unwilling He Lang was, his feet seemed to be moved by someone else, and he rushed out uncontrollably.

***

The artillery fire continued, and the smoke billowed.

The war between Moxiu and humans has broken out.On one side is Chen Xie, who submits to demon cultivators, regards them as gods, and even intends to pull the whole world into the way of cultivating demons;Just as Jiangbei and Wan Ling should follow Moxiu, Qinghe base also stood on the side of protecting human beings without any surprise.The supernatural beings, combatants, and even ordinary people on both sides took up arms one after another to defend their beliefs.Up to now, the two sides have reached the point of endless death, and the battle has entered a truly intense stage.

He Lang went to the front line of the Jiangbei base. Everyone knew that he was Fang Shengli's puppet, so he was not afraid, and even had an obvious intention of mocking him.After all, it was ironic that he was supposed to be a member of the Qinghe base, but now he was playing in the hostile Jiangbei base.Even some people who were suppressed by He Lang in the team in the past would deliberately mock and tease him in front of him, in order to avenge Wannian Lao Er Er Wannian Lao San.

But mocking is mocking, everyone still won't get too close to He Lang.After all, this is a walking virus database, no one wants to infect him, and the protection against his touch is very strict.

Is this my future destiny...?

He Lang's mind was thinking in a mess: To be reviled forever, to be isolated by others, to kill comrades-in-arms, to betray relatives, to obey an inhuman little beast? !

"Uh……"

A stabbing pain suddenly penetrated the brain, probably because the dissatisfaction and resentment of the other party's victory had reached its peak, and the suppressed mental strength was aware of it, and warned him severely.

However, the more this happened, the more He Lang couldn't help thinking and cursing Fang Shengli.He even thought that it would be better for him to die in pain, no, it would be better to just be wiped out.There is no need to involuntarily hurt the relatives of the past. The mistakes made in this life will be paid back in the next life, and the next life...

"He Lang!!!"

During the battle, a female voice rang out sharply in the melee.It was Xia Hong, her face and body were covered with scarlet blood, it was hard to tell if it was her own or someone else's.Her eyes were red, and from a distance of tens of meters, she screamed, "You killed Yan Shaojun! Killed Zheng Beishan! I'm going to kill you!!!"

Her voice was hoarse and harsh, and most of the sentences were broken.If it weren't for the people who were extremely familiar with the names in her words, they wouldn't be able to hear who she was talking about at all, but He Lang heard it clearly, and it couldn't be clearer.Those names smashed into He Lang's mind like a hammer, making his head buzz.As a result, the warning of psychic powers came again, and the two forces smashed together, making He Lang's mind chaotic.With just such a mistake, Xia Hong has already brought the fire ability to kill her in front of her.

He Lang's consciousness barely reacted, but his body was faster than his thoughts, subconsciously dodged the fireball, and kicked Xia Hong hard!

Bang!

He Lang can carry the tripod now, how can Xia Hong hold on?He was kicked ten meters away in an instant!

Seeing this, the other team members at the Jiangbei base raised their guns and fired. After hearing a few bang bang bang bangs, the bullets shot out... They missed it!

No, it's not that these people failed to aim at such a short distance, but a sudden gust of wind that blew all the bullets away from the direction.Not only that, but the wind force also precisely changed the ballistic trajectory, causing several bullets to hit the Jiangbei base's own team members!

"Ugh...!"

At the same time as the cry of pain sounded, Xia Hong was caught by the wind and landed firmly on the ground.

"Xia Hong, calm down."

A faint voice sounded, obviously it was more than ten meters away, and obviously the sound of guns and guns could be heard endlessly, but He Lang could hear it very clearly.

It was a black-haired young man with slightly drooping corners of his eyes, calm in the face of heavy artillery fire.Even though he was actually on the battlefield, his clothes didn't look stained with smoke, dust or blood. What was most different from ordinary people was that his pupils were actually silver.

He looked at Xia Hong for a while, and then he didn't know what he did. Xia Hong, who was frowning while covering the place where she was kicked, suddenly looked a little more relaxed.

It looks like the pain just goes away.

"It's Song Lin, why did Song Lin appear on the battlefield here?!" The team members at the Jiangbei Base froze for a moment, then frowned, "What should I do, should I retreat?"

Song Lin...?

He Lang involuntarily looked at the young man, and the other party seemed to feel something, and immediately met the man's eyes.

Silver pupils, like three feet of ice.

No, it shouldn't be like this... He Lang thought subconsciously, but before he could think clearly, he heard Song Lin order in a cold voice: "Retreat first."

"Yes!"

The people at Qinghe base retreated like this.Including Xia Hong, after staring hard at He Lang, she followed Song Lin and turned away without any hesitation.

No, wait...!

He Lang raised his foot subconsciously to chase after him, but he couldn't take that step no matter what.The team members at the Jiangbei base didn't chase him either. They were very afraid of Song Lin, and they were afraid that he would kill him.But this group of people felt uncomfortable without saying a few words, so they withdrew while mocking: "What's the matter with the Qinghe base team? Are they all abolished? They all listen to a little consultant?"

"Hmph, he is the strongest supernatural user in Qinghe Base now, so he just wants to listen to him." The people next to him also laughed, "I don't know how those people kneel and lick this supernatural person. If you want to talk about Xia Hong, he said he wanted to avenge Zheng Beishan, or he just followed Song Lin away, maybe there is something tricky between them..."

Before he finished speaking, He Lang suddenly looked at the speaker.

He had just killed a lot of people, and his body was full of hostility. The people who were being watched shivered involuntarily, and their voices stopped abruptly.

The people next to him saw it clearly and laughed loudly: "Hahahahaha, you are so scared that you can't speak. He is just a lackey and puppet of Fang Shengli. What are you doing? Hahahaha..."

He Lang ignored the ridicule of these people.The spiritual power that suppressed him required him to go to Fang Sheng as soon as possible every time he came back from the battlefield.So the man quickly stepped into Fang Shengli's tent.

As soon as he entered, the psychic ability controlled him, making him kneel on the ground with a bang.

"What's the matter with you today?!" Fang Shengli rushed over, and angrily reprimanded the man kneeling on the ground.

"Didn't I ask you to kill the strongest person in Qinghe Base? Why didn't you do it?

"You guys are so close, why didn't you kill Song Lin?!"

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