The pile of weapons Ai Liang snatched from Jia Dong last week was not for himself.

Rather, it is used to practice the precision of remote mental manipulation.

Ai Liang was able to make Moose perform radio gymnastics in the hotel through the engraving.

But once he lost the medium of engraving, it would be difficult for him to control Moose to make fine movements.

Not to mention radio gymnastics, even taking off clothes is very difficult.

From last week to now, Ai Liang paid the price of three experimental subjects, and slowly regained the feeling of making spiritual puppets.

And used the fourth puppet to kill a lot of lame people.

It's a pity that in the first two days, because the puppets were relatively unfamiliar, they were not as skilled as they used to be.

As a result, when the puppet started, there was a small mistake, and the lame man accidentally knocked his head off with a shotgun.

With the lessons learned, this time Ai Liang learned his lesson and spent a night training the two puppets Jia Dong and the driver.

Except for the micro-manipulation of expressions, there is basically no difference between them and ordinary people.

After instilling a muscle memory of gun shooting and fighting skills, two perfect killer puppets are fresh out of the box.

It's a pity that after the proficiency of mental ability is cleared, Ai Liang can only perform remote control, and he can't directly attach himself to Jia Dong as usual.

The difference between the two is probably the same as finishing a third-person shooter game with a computer, and playing a shooting game with a virtual sneak bin.

It takes a lot of practice to think of reaching the level of being possessed at any time by the Thousand Faces.

Ai Liang controlled Jia Dong and parked the off-road vehicle halfway up the mountain.

Then I took out the gear I was going to use tonight from the trunk.

Body armor, pistols, rifles, grenade launchers, magazine pockets... After wearing everything, Jia Dong gained a lot of weight.

It looks very bulky.

The fully armed 'Jia Dong' walked towards the small temple on the mountain step by step.

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Generally speaking, even if there is watching Lu Zai guarding at the foot of the mountain.

In the den, people will be sent out to check the situation every half an hour.

But fishing is everywhere, regardless of occupation or environment.

Two drug dealers in charge of the vigil were squatting at the door with cigarettes in their mouths, smoking while playing games, and their phones were still connected to power banks.

Little did he realize that the **** of death was gradually approaching.

Aim intentionally, fire unintentionally, feel the wind speed, and pay attention to vignetting.

This is the shooting program that Ai Liang heard from Xia Qiyuan.

Although he doesn't really need it.

boom! boom!

'Jia Dong' raised his hand with two shots, directly blasting the heads of the two drug dealers.

The sound of two gunshots was particularly harsh in this deep mountain and old forest.

Not only the drug dealers in the temple, but also the members of the anti-drug team under Wu Ke raised their vigilance after hearing the gunshots, and hurried to the direction of the broken temple.

Practice is the only criterion for testing truth.

Simply manipulating Jia Dong to make various actions cannot reflect the actual combat level and adaptability.

However, for now, the results are not bad.

Facing the closed temple gate, 'Jia Dong' took off the grenade launcher from his waist and loaded two grenades in a row.

With a smooth bore sound similar to hitting a water tank with a stone, the grenade smashed into the temple gate in a graceful curve.

Boom!

Wooden doors up to five centimeters thick were blown to pieces by grenades everywhere.

Ai Liang didn't do anything and fired a second grenade towards the temple.

This time a tear gas grenade was fired. Valley

Although the temple is small, it is obviously impossible to cover it with a single grenade.

Ai Liang controlled Jia Dong, loaded two more tear gas grenades, raised his hand and aimed at the window and shot it into the inner room.

Exclamations, scolding, coughing, and the shattering of bottles and jars being knocked to the ground were incessant.

Jia Dong, who was wearing a gas mask, rushed into the room with a gun and shot at the drug dealer.

The room was that big, and a shuttle of bullets fell, instantly knocking down a large group of people.

Jia Dong took his rifle and shot each person's head one by one to ensure that no one would be left alive.

At this moment, several drug dealers came out from other rooms in the small temple, and they shot at Jia Dong without a word.

Jia Dong jumped forward and hid behind the iron table, barely knocking off his front teeth.

The real way to find cover is far less silky and handsome than in the movie.

Everything is mainly about survival, how can you compare your posture to being unsightly?

While controlling Jia Dong to drill under the table, Ai Liang did not forget to point the gun at the door to counterattack.

In addition to wrapping Jia Dong's legs with telekinesis, instead of walking.

I didn't use my mind to do anything else.

Ai Liang wanted to use actual combat to deepen his control over the spiritual puppet, instead of making a special trip to fight drugs.

If you use telekinesis to confirm the location of the drug dealers in the temple, or simply twist their necks.

But it won't work out.

Inside the temple, taking advantage of Ai Liang's respite from changing magazines, the two drug dealers hiding behind the rockery began to communicate in a low voice.

A drug dealer with a scar on his arm spat: "md, where did this evil star come from! When did Qianhua Market have such a fierce bounty hunter!"

"Could it be someone from the anti-drug team?"

The companion said nervously.

"Anti-drug team? Fuck your mother! I used to deal with the anti-drug team in China more than you entered the clubhouse. I don't know what style they have?"

The Scar drug dealer grimaced, took out a grenade from his arms and pulled out the pull ring: "Is the brother inside asking for money or life, let me know!

Take money to do things, how about I spend five million to form a good relationship? More friends is more ways to go! "

Ai Liang's attack was too violent.

Without saying a word, this kind of ruthless energy to ask questions after shooting first.

It reminded the drug dealer of the days in Nevada City.

At that time, I really pinned my head to the belt of my trousers, and lived a life of licking blood every day.

There are far more friends who died at the hands of bounty hunters and their peers than those who died at the hands of the anti-drug team.

The business climate in Nevada is not too friendly though.

But the only good thing is that many situations in Nevada can be settled with money.

One second before the two sides were still fighting to death, the next second may shake hands and make peace because one of them is willing to bleed.

Even if they each have a lot of people who died at each other's hands. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

companion? Loyalty?

Are these edible?

The real black zone has no so-called arrogance, some are just despicable, betrayal, and realistic, without any affection at all.

As for the number of five million, for a drug dealer like him at the management level, he was not taken seriously at all.

If nothing else, just a few slaps of white noodles from the warehouse are worth one million.

Do you think they will be short of money?

Ai Liang didn't say anything.

Another drug dealer wanted to shout a few words with his elder brother, but who knew that the drug dealer with a knife scar on his arm threw the grenade into the house when Ai Liang didn't answer.

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