I Am Not Really Related

Clint was terrified and furious at this time, he didn't expect that he almost died when the opponent made a move, and he couldn't react at all.

But he is confident that when he pulls out his revolver, it is the time for the opponent to die!

His telekinetic ability is called 'Death Turntable', and the bullets fired from the revolver have a chance of causing an instant death attack every time it is a multiple of three!

For example, the third shot may only hit the enemy's arm, but it triggers the probability of instant death, so the opponent will die immediately.

It sounds scary, but it's actually not that practical.

First of all, instant death is a probability, depending on whether you are European or not.

Secondly, the fire rate of the revolver is average, so it is not realistic to want to trigger the death probability frequently.

Finally, the ability must cause damage to the enemy to take effect. If the defense is not broken, or blocked with a shield or something, then the instant death judgment will definitely not pass.

Therefore, Clint's mind ability is actually more suitable for hiding in the dark and shooting coldly. If you are lucky enough, even the strongest enemy may be instantly killed.

Zhenyang didn't know what the opponent's telekinetic ability was, but the moment Clint drew his gun, he had already moved.

"Limb bend!"

Moving like ghosts and ghosts, afterimages were pulled out, and bullets passed through the afterimages and flew to nowhere.

"Behind!"

Clint judged Zhenyang's movement trajectory, turned around and turned the gun at the same time.

But just after he finished this action, he suddenly found that his body could not move, even such a small action as pulling the trigger could not be completed, and then a cold feeling of weakness followed.

"What did this guy do again?"

"Huh? Why didn't he take the opportunity to attack me?"

"No, this guy seems to be holding something in his hand? It's so familiar. Could it be mine?"

Plop!

Clint suddenly opened his eyes wide, showing an unbelievable face, then his whole body trembled, and he fell directly to the ground.

The big hole in the chest seems to be enough to explain everything.

At the moment when the body was wrong, Zhenyang directly cut open the guy's chest with a hand knife, and then took Clint's heart directly before the opponent's body could react.

Fast enough, and the body tricks the brain in turn.

But when Clint saw what Zhenyang was holding, he immediately realized something, and death collapsed into reality.

Zhenyang doesn't often use the assassination technique of beating the enemy Hakka, it doesn't mean he can't use it, on the contrary, his assassination technique is no weaker than anyone else.

Since he made a small mistake before and didn't solve this guy once and for all, it is natural to make up for it.

Zhenyang threw the heart wrapped in rags directly on Clint's body.

A half-baked guy who doesn't even know how to use [hard] and [hard], Zhenyang doesn't even want to use his own ability to read.

At this moment, there are already many people around waiting to see the good show, they are jealous, they are shooting, and they are dead. If this kind of thing happens in the first block, the Council of Elders will definitely not let it go.

But Zhenyang didn't care at all, and continued walking towards the most conspicuous building with Xiaodi.

What's more interesting is that after the security team under the direct jurisdiction of the Presbyterian Church arrived, they didn't catch up with the trouble of finding the murderer at all, but skillfully began to clean up the corpses and blood.

This can't help but make the hearts of all those who are waiting to watch the good show tremble!

What this means is self-evident.

Especially when someone saw that these two people walked into the church that only the Presbyterians were allowed to enter, there was an uproar!

Everyone is guessing the identity of these two people.

"Tell those old guys that I'm here for the appointment."

"The elders have been waiting for a long time."

A strong man respectfully accepted the invitation, immediately opened the tunnel, and watched Zhenyang and Xiaodi enter.

After going down about ninety-nine steps, a new space appeared in front of Zhenyang.

The room is magnificent, with an expensive and bright crystal lamp above the head, and a round table is placed in the center so plainly.

The five elders were all sitting in their respective positions, with two bodyguards standing behind each, full of aura.

When Zhenyang walked in, the five elders looked at him with scrutiny.

One of the women dressed as a glamorous lady brightened her eyes, and said firstly: "You are so handsome, do you want to go back with my sister later?"

"Junuo, put away your energy, be careful not to leave even your bones left." An old man with gray hair and wrinkled face but full of energy couldn't help but say something in his words.

"Hee hee, I am willing to be wiped out by such a handsome little brother~ So should you think about it?" Juno winked while talking.

At this time Zhenyang also came over, pulled away the only vacant chair, sat down and said with a smile: "Okay, if you are still in the mood then, I can accompany you to the end. But then again, I still I thought the Presbyterian Churches were old things that were about to go into the ground, but I didn't expect there to be peaches."

"Oh, what a sweet little mouth, my sister likes it, pay attention to my sister's eyes later~" Juno blinked his big eyes, and the eyelashes were ridiculously curled up.

Before Zhen Yang could say anything else, a man in his fifties who was wearing a white turban next to him couldn't help frowning and said: "Since everyone is here, let's start, I'm not wasting time to see people talk I love you."

"Juno, calm down a bit."

Sitting on the main seat, a middle-aged sick man with a pale complexion and almost no blood color finally spoke.

Juno seemed to be very afraid of the other party, so after a cut, he put away his flirting appearance and became serious.

"Old John, you sent someone to invite me, so I'll let you preside over this meeting, cough cough." The sick man glanced at the old man and said.

Old John nodded without hesitation, and then went straight to the topic, "There is only one purpose for calling everyone here today, and that is to discuss the issue of the Sixth Street."

As soon as these words came out, almost everyone's eyes began to fall on Zhenyang and Xiaodi behind him.

"Due to some historical factors, the Sixth Street District was originally occupied by the Xiao organization, and it has been outside the control of the Presbyterian Church for these years. It can be said that it has brought a very bad influence. Now the Presbyterian Church hopes that the Sixth Street District and other Like the block, it is under the jurisdiction of the Presbyterian Church. Of course, on the surface, the sixth block is still under the management of the Xiao organization, but it is not allowed to buy and sell without permission, or to distribute food and other materials for no reason."

"Do you two have any objections to this matter?"

The old man's gaze was locked on Zhenyang's face like an eagle. Since he has made it clear, then the elders will definitely win this matter!