In the night, the sea reflected the sparkling moonlight. "Jinglang" was hiding behind the window of this small cruise ship, his green eyes quietly watching the movements on the shore.
Suddenly, "Jing Lang" folded his ears forward and moved. There was a slight sound of footsteps on the dull and silent shore.
Through the wolf eyes capable of night vision, he spotted a dark figure with heavy steps walking on the shore. In the cabin, Jing Yang, who was currently depressed about his heart and a series of derived problems, immediately reacted.
.There is no time to think about future worries. What matters now is the current situation.
The person who came here is not a good person!
"Jinglang" jumped back to the main body in a flash. Jing Yang controlled the wild wolf to push a box that was enough to be used as a cover, and then asked the wild wolf to hide in the room diagonally across the corridor, leaving the door ajar, leaving only one person who could
A narrow gap for the wolf's sight to pass through.
Then, Jing Yang looked at the striped tiger and said, "Brother Tiger, in order to cooperate better, brother, I can only offend you."
There was no blood available for a long time, so he had to pull out a hair to make ends meet. Jing Yang held the hair and stretched it towards the tiger's belly - and the tiger tilted its head and looked at him with big watery eyes, watching him do anything.
There was no intention of resisting. Jing Yang was deeply moved, and quickly left a small rose gold five-pointed star mark on the tiger's belly. He himself hid behind the box, controlling the tiger to ambush him, while he himself
He also continued to take deep breaths, and through three pairs of ears, listened carefully to the sounds that might come from the cabin entrance at any time.
Soon, a soft "thunk" sound came. The wolf ears and tiger ears hidden in different rooms moved.
Duh, duh...
The person's footsteps were very light... stopped?
He started walking again, but this time his steps were more cautious... Was he sure there was someone on board?
Oops, it must be because I forgot to pack away the pile of leftover snacks I had eaten before...
"Who is it? Come out."
The visitor stepped into the cabin aisle and approached slowly while threatening.
Duh, duh, duh...
Jing Yang leaned against the box, closing his eyes and breathing calmly. Behind the crack in the door where Muser passed, a wolf eye appeared quietly. In the darkness, a striped tiger lay on the ground, ready to attack...
****
It was late at night, Jing Yang leaned on the lying tiger and briefly sorted out everything that happened in a short period of time. He had to admit that he was lucky to win this first serious battle.
As long as the guy who comes has a little more energy, he will most likely lose...
To a person with telekinesis ability, whether it is the tiger Wu Er or the wild wolf, they are just two animals that pose no threat. The defense of a person with telekinesis ability cannot be penetrated by bullets at close range, let alone the two animals.
The claws of a wild beast?
Although his operational abilities are powerful and he can kill with one hit, he must be able to hit them first.
"Next, we must focus on training the basic skills. The four major practices of mindfulness training are 'Tang', 'Jue', 'Practice' and 'Fa'. At most, I know half of 'Fa', and I basically don't have any basic skills. What's more important is
I can’t even use the amount of thought. The ‘Star Mark’ can empty me out in less than two times. This is not possible...”
"There is also a heart problem...that weird aura, let's call it 'death energy', I still can't figure it out..."
Wu Er's body continued to vibrate slightly as it breathed, like a low thunder.
Jing Yang lay on his side in the warm and soft "tiger's nest", enjoying a full body massage while making plans for tomorrow.
"By the way, we still need to find a way to kill and silence the guy imprisoned on the ship..."
Unknowingly, he had curled up and fell into a deep sleep.
…
"Bird in the Rear Window" failed to activate!
Muser was lost in the closed room for a long time, and then he weakly lowered his hand.
How can it be?
Could it be that that brat...like me, has the habit of applying operational abilities to himself in advance before fighting?
Muser simply couldn't understand. That kid who was about one meter tall looked like he was only five years old at most?!
For a five-year-old boy to be able to master a mature ability to manipulate telekinesis, it has already surpassed Muser's knowledge. Now that it's over, I find that this kid is as cautious as an experienced veteran in the world of telekinesis users! It's simply
It's as if he has seen countless duels between people with telekinesis abilities... But how is this possible? Who taught that kid the telekinesis ability?
How ridiculous!
It turns out that the kid was invincible from the very beginning...
As for the "guessing" that Muser told Jing Yang before, Muser himself didn't really believe it.
Rather, if that is the case, it is the stronger will left by the woman before her death that parasitized her son and accelerated her son's growth to the age of five now... But this boy
How did you learn to speak? Where did you get the basic logical thinking ability?
That woman gave birth to an evil child in less than a week!
A kid whose real age is less than seven days old, even though his body has matured, can use his telekinesis ability so naturally, is experienced, rational, and behaves normally... At first glance, it seems outrageous. If you think about it carefully,
It is indeed particularly outrageous.
"No matter what, my mission failed... in the hands of a five-year-old kid..."
Muser lost his mind and muttered to himself in the closed room.
He wanted to open the door and rush out, but every time he reached for the door handle, his body would freeze and he could no longer move in, let alone turn the handle.
The "operational instructions" imposed by the young man before leaving are still in effect on him.
A thin stream of cold sweat broke out on Muser's forehead.
He completely realized that his fate was completely controlled by that kid...
Thinking of this, Muser's expression gradually calmed down. He sat down, took out several mechanical parts from the middle of the shoe, and assembled them into a mini pistol with both hands without stopping.
One bullet.
enough.
After tidying up his clothes, Muser stood up, stood straight at attention, looked north in the direction of Cajun through the closed bulkhead, then raised his pistol, pointed it at his temple, and turned on the safety.
"Goodbye, Your Highness Benjamin. You will definitely become the king of Cajin! I will take the first step..."
Pull the trigger.
"boom!"
…
"boom!"
The muffled sound of gunfire echoed throughout the ship.
Bangetsu Toratakeji, who was lying down and resting at the entrance of the cabin, immediately opened his eyes alertly, looked up at the place where the gunfire came from, then raised a paw and pushed the sleeping human cub huddled on him.
"Don't make trouble..."
Jing Yang pushed away the tiger's claws, turned over, and subconsciously took a breath of "cat".
The tiger lowered his head, licked the top of Jing Yang's head, and pushed it with his big head, urging him neither gently nor hard.
Jing Yang also opened his eyes in confusion. Was there any movement just now?
He frowned, sat up, and looked in the direction of the corridor.
After the "Star Mark" is successfully applied to the target, it basically has two states - active state and latent state.
When the mark is activated, Jing Yang can clearly feel the direction of the mark, and can switch the method of controlling the person carrying the star mark at any time.
And when Jing Yang disconnects all controls but does not touch the star mark with his hand to release it, the star mark will appear in a latent state during this period, and Jing Yang cannot feel the position and direction of the mark.
Maybe there is a subtle feeling, but with the precision of Jing Yang's current operation, it is really impossible to feel it...
For example, at this moment, Jing Yang could still sense the mark on the wild wolf that he had arranged to keep an eye on Muser. But the star mark on Muser, who was also controlled by the command and could not leave the room, could not be sensed by Jing Yang.
Can't feel it at all.
"Am I sleepwalking?"
"Are you still talking in your sleep? Did you accidentally switch to the first control method? And then the control was released instantly, causing the control to completely break away and the mark to enter the latent state?"
Jing Yang thought this, and with a thought, he switched the method of controlling the wild wolf to the first-person perspective, and his consciousness was instantly projected over.
"Jinglang" blinked and adapted to its own night vision perspective in the dim room.
And at this moment, the door of the room where the guy was imprisoned was directly opposite his sight, and it was still closed. However, the gunshots had just sounded, and the stupid wolf continued to stand like this?
Well, there was really only one command I gave it before going to bed, which was to let it bite to death the guy who left the room without permission... It did not include other emergencies...
"Jinglang" rushed out of the room, jumped up, hugged the door handle with two paws, turned it gently, and opened the door.
What hit me was the strong smell of blood.
"Jinglang" saw Muser lying in a pool of blood.
Glancing at the mini pistol held tightly in Muser's hand, "Jinglang" was too lazy to wonder where Muser hid the gun, but was a little curious, how did this guy succeed in committing suicide?
Maybe you can refer to it yourself.
"Jinglang" turned the dead Muser's head over, turned it over and saw that the latter's left temple was hit by a bullet at close range, and immediately knew the answer.