The bunch of weapons Ai Liang snatched from Jia Dong last week were not for his own use.
Instead, it is used to practice the accuracy of remote mental control.
Ai Liang can make Moose do radio gymnastics in the hotel through engraving.
But once he loses the medium of engraving, it will be difficult for him to control Musi to make precise movements.
Not to mention doing radio gymnastics, even taking off clothes is very difficult.
From last week to now, Ai Liang paid the price of three experimental bodies and slowly regained the feeling of making spiritual puppets.
And he used the fourth puppet to kill many lame wolf people.
It's a pity that in the first two days, because the puppet control was relatively unfamiliar, I was not as skilled as usual.
As a result, the puppet made a small mistake when it started to act, and half of its head was accidentally blown off by the lame wolf with a shotgun.
With the lessons learned from the past, Ai Liang learned his lesson this time and spent a whole 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 the muscle memory of gun shooting and fighting skills, two perfect killer puppets were newly created.
It's a pity that after the proficiency of mental abilities is cleared, Ai Liang can only perform remote control and cannot directly possess Jia Dong like usual.
The difference between the two is probably similar to playing a third-person shooting game using a computer or playing a shooting game using a virtual stealth cabin.
To think that it would take a lot of practice to achieve the level of possessing someone like the Thousand-Faced Man at any time.
Ai Liang controlled Jia Dong and parked the off-road vehicle halfway up the mountain.
Then he took out the equipment for tonight from the trunk.
After putting on all the body armor, pistols, rifles, grenade launchers, and magazine pouches, Jia Dong gained a lot of weight.
It looks very bulky.
The heavily armed 'Jia Dong' walked step by step towards the small temple on the mountain.
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Generally speaking, even if there are road guards guarding the road at the foot of the mountain.
The den will still send people out every half hour to check on the situation.
But fishing is something that happens everywhere, regardless of occupation or environment.
Two drug dealers who were responsible for the night watch were squatting at the door with cigarettes in their mouths, smoking and playing games, with their mobile phones connected to power banks.
Little did he realize that death was approaching.
Aim intentionally, fire unintentionally, feel the wind speed, and pay attention to the false light.
This was the shooting guideline that Ai Liang heard from Xia Qiyuan back then.
Although he doesn't have much use for it.
Bang! Bang!
‘Jia Dong’ raised his hand and fired two shots, directly blowing the heads of two drug dealers.
The two gunshots were 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 also became vigilant after hearing the gunshots and quickly accelerated their pace towards the ruined temple.
Practice is the only criterion for testing truth.
Simply controlling Jia Dong to make various actions cannot reflect the actual combat level and adaptability.
However, so far, the results are pretty good.
Facing the closed temple door, 'Jia Dong' took off the grenade launcher from his waist and loaded two grenades in succession.
Accompanied by a smooth bore sound that sounded like a stone hitting a water tank, the grenade drew a graceful curve and hit the temple door.
Boom!
The wooden door, which was five centimeters thick, was blown to pieces by the grenade and collapsed everywhere.
Ai Liang kept doing nothing and fired a second grenade into the temple.
This time, tear gas grenades were fired.
Although the temple is small, it is obviously impossible to cover it all with a single grenade.
Ai Liang controlled Jia Dong, loaded two more tear gas grenades, raised his hand, aimed at the window, and fired into the inner room.
There were screams, curses, coughs, and the sound of bottles and cans being knocked to the ground and shattering.
Jia Dong, wearing a gas mask, rushed into the room with a gun and shot at the drug dealer.
The house is just that big, and a shot of bullets can knock down a large number of people in an instant.
Jia Dong held a rifle and shot each person in the head one by one to ensure that no one would be left alive.
At this moment, several drug dealers came out of other rooms in the small temple and shot Jia Dong indiscriminately without saying a word.
Jia Dong jumped forward and hid behind the iron table, narrowly avoiding knocking out his front teeth.
The real way of finding cover is far from as smooth and handsome as shown in the movie.
When everything is about survival, who cares about the appearance of one's own posture?
While Ai Liang controlled Jia Dong to get under the table, he also pointed his gun at the door to fight back.
In addition to using telekinesis to wrap Jia Dong's legs, he replaced walking.
I didn't use my mind power to do anything else.
Ai Liang wanted to use actual combat to deepen his control over the mental puppet, instead of coming here specifically to seize drugs.
If you use telekinesis to identify the location of the drug dealers in the temple, you might even break their necks.
But it won’t have the effect of exercise.
In the temple, while Ai Liang was taking a breather to change the magazine, 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 City have such a fierce bounty hunter!"
"Could it be someone from the anti-narcotics team?"
The accomplice said anxiously.
"Anti-narcotics team? Damn you! I have dealt with anti-drug teams in China more times than you have entered clubs. I don't know what their style is?"
With a stern look on his face, the Scar drug dealer took out a grenade from his arms and pulled out the ring: "Is the brother inside asking for money or life? Please let me know!
It’s easy to do things with money, how about I spend five million to make a good relationship? Multiple friends mean multiple ways out!”
Ai Liang's attack was too fierce.
This kind of ruthless attitude of saying nothing, shooting first and asking questions later.
The drug dealer couldn't help but think of his old days in Nevada City.
At that time, I really put my head in my belt and lived a life of licking blood every day.
Far more companions die at the hands of bounty hunters and colleagues than at the hands of anti-narcotics teams.
Although the business atmosphere in Nevada City is not very friendly.
But the only advantage is that many situations in Neihua City can be settled with money.
One second the two parties are fighting to the death, and the next second they may shake hands and make peace because one of them is willing to bleed a lot.
Even though many of them died at the hands of the other.
Companion? Loyalty?
Can these be eaten as food?
The real black zone has no so-called arrogance, only despicability, betrayal, reality, and no friendship at all.
As for the number of five million, for a drug dealer like him who is in the management level, it is not taken seriously at all.
Not to mention anything else, just a few pieces of white noodles from the warehouse are worth a million.
Do you think they will be short of money?
Ai Liang made no sound.
The other drug dealer wanted to follow his elder brother and yell a few words, but who knew that the drug dealer with a scar on his arm threw the grenade into the house when Ai Liang didn't reply.