Dark Light Chaser

Dark Light Chaser Chapter 375

2022-03-09

Chapter 375 Assault (Thanks to the Alliance Leader of the shining Galaxy boss)

Ai Liang snatched it from Jia Dongna last week A bunch of weapons, not for their own use.

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

Ai Liang was able to get Moose to do radio gymnastics in the hotel by engraving.

But once he lost the medium of engraving, it was difficult for him to control Moose's fine movements.

Not to mention radio gymnastics, it is very difficult to even take off your clothes.

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

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

It's a pity that in the first two days, because the puppets are relatively unfamiliar, they are not as skilled as usual.

When the puppet made a move, there was a small mistake, accidentally half-headed by a lame man with a shotgun.

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

Except for micro-manipulations like facial 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 spiritual ability's proficiency was reset to zero, Ai Liang could only perform remote control, and he couldn't directly attach himself to Jia Dong as he always wanted.

The difference between the two is about the same as finishing a third-person shooter with a computer and playing a shooter with a virtual stealth bin.

It still takes a lot of practice to reach the level of being possessed at any time by the man with a thousand faces.

Ai Liang controlled Jia Dong and parked the SUV halfway up the mountain.

Then took out the gear for 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' moved step by step towards the small temple on the mountain.

………………

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

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

But fishing for this kind of thing does not matter the occupation, regardless of the environment, everywhere.

Two drug dealers in charge of the night vigil are squatting at the door with cigarettes in their mouths, smoking and playing games, and their mobile phones are still connected to the power bank.

Without the slightest awareness that Death God is 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.

Bang! 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 were alert after hearing the gunshots, and hurried to the direction of the broken temple.

Practice is the only test of truth.

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

So far, though, the results are pretty good.

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

With the sound of a smooth bore like hitting a water tank with a stone, it drew a graceful curve and hit the temple gate.

Boom!

The wooden doors up to five centimeters thick were blown to pieces everywhere.

Ai Liang kept going, moved towards the temple and shot the second one.

This time tear gas was fired.

Although the temple is small, it is obviously impossible to completely cover it with a single tear gas canister.

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

Exclamations, scolding, coughing, and the shattering of bottles and jars being knocked to the ground are endless.

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

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

Jia Dong held 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 sprang out from other rooms in the small temple, not to mention moving towards Jia Dong and shooting indiscriminately.

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 the one shown in the movie.

Everything is based on survival, how can one consider their posture to be unsightly?

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

He wrapped Jia Dong's legs with psychic power instead of walking.

Not doing anything else with mind power.

Ai Liang wanted to use actual combat to deepen his control over the spiritual puppet, instead of coming here specially to fight drugs.

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

Exercise will not work.

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

A drug dealer with a scar on his arm spat: "Where did MD come from! When did Qianhua Market have such a fierce Bounty Hunter!"

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

The accomplice 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, give me a letter!

It's easy to talk with money. , how about spending 5 million for a good relationship? Multiple friends means multiple ways out!"

Ai Liang's attack was too violent.

Such a very ruthless zeal to ask questions without saying a word.

It reminded the drug dealer of his days in Neihua City.

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

Many more people died at the hands of Bounty Hunter and his colleagues than at the hands of the narcotics squad.

The business atmosphere in Neihua City is not too friendly though.

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

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

Even though they each have a lot of people who died at each other's hands.

Companion? Loyalty?

These are the ones that can be eaten as meals?

There is no so-called arrogance in the real black zone, some are just despicable, betrayal, realistic, without any affection at all.

As for the number of five million, for a drug dealer like him, he was simply ignored.

If nothing else, a few slapped white noodles from the warehouse are worth a million.

Do you think they will be short of money?

Ai Liang was silent.

The other drug dealer wanted to shout a few words with his big brother, but the drug dealer with a scar on his arm threw the grenade into the house when Ai Liang didn't answer.

I've been a little busy recently, and I really can't find time.... Please forgive me

(end of this chapter)