Facing a gunman armed with a shotgun, they had no power to resist.
Just when the five students were trembling and the gunman was about to go around the bookshelf and hunt the poor prey, a silver light suddenly struck from behind him, and his smile that was about to find the prey suddenly froze.
On his face, he lowered his head involuntarily, but all he saw was a ray of silver light flying out from his chest, drawing an arc in front of him, and then flying behind him.
He wanted to turn his head to see what the silver light was, but all the strength in his body had been lost in this short moment, and his crazy eyes gradually lost their sparkle, and finally became soft.
He fell to the ground, bright red blood gurgling out from the wound that penetrated his chest and back, and soon the ground turned into a pool of blood, just like the students he had killed before.
The five students huddled together behind the bookshelf heard the sound of a body falling to the ground outside and were startled. After a long time, there was no movement, until the pool of blood crossed the bookshelf and spread in front of them, and several people's eyes were filled with tears.
I couldn't help but shrink.
Finally, one boy couldn't stand the torture any longer and had the courage to quietly poke his head out. He saw the brutal gunman lying in a pool of blood clutching a shotgun. He looked up and looked around, but didn't find anything.
.
Did he accidentally slip and fall to his death?
Just as An Ran and the other two were discussing the superhero "BLACKMAN" in a low voice, a black light flashed, and "Iron Man" who had just left not long ago appeared next to them again.
"Okay, all the gunmen have been dealt with. Just stay here and wait for the police to deal with it."
The deep magnetic voice sounded again.
When the three of them heard the words, they all heard the implication of Chen Mo's words. Zhang Xin and Xu Qing quickly stepped forward and hugged Chen Mo's arms, looking up at Chen Mo pitifully.
"Uncle! Are you leaving now?"
"Woo, don't go!"
Looking at the two little girls pretending to cry, Chen Mo pulled out his arm with a smile on his face and touched the heads of the two little guys. Feeling the warm, hard palms brushing against their heads, the two little girls couldn't help but narrow their eyes.
Looking at the two little girls who transformed into kittens, An Ran shook her head helplessly. Looking at the tall figure in front of her that was nearly two heads taller than her, An Ran said gratefully from the bottom of her heart.
"Thank you for saving us!"
Chen Mo turned to look at An Ran and nodded gently.
"Nothing, okay, I'm leaving!"
An Ran saw this and asked quickly.
“What do we say when the police ask?”
Chen Mo glanced at the school shooter who was kicked to death in the pile of books and said indifferently.
"Just say that you were hiding under the table and didn't see clearly. Otherwise, just tell the truth."
As soon as he finished speaking, before the three of them could say anything else to persuade him to stay, Chen Mo's figure disappeared again.
Now Chen Mo is no longer as cautious as before, and all his abilities are well hidden.
Now he has the confidence to use his abilities at will. If it were not to reduce the trouble of the three women, he would not bother to tell the three women to help him hide it. So what if they find out, "Deadpool" has appeared, and he is still missing a new one.
Superhero?
Chen Mo came on the scene and easily killed two school shooters with funny heads, then went back to the castle directly to continue training his telekinesis.
He just used telekinesis to control the flying knives, and the effect was good. It was much more convenient than launching it directly with his hands. It could also be automatically retracted and continuously cycled to attack. Within the ten-meter range of telekinesis, it could be said to be invincible.
However, Chen Mo was a little dissatisfied with the range of his telekinesis. Ten meters was not short. With him as the center, a radius of more than 300 square meters was within his attack range. It was basically enough for indoor use.
, but if it is placed outdoors on the street or on the battlefield, the range of ten meters is not as far as the coverage of a pistol.
It is necessary to think of ways to improve mental strength and expand the range of telekinesis. There is no need to go any further. If there is a hundred meters, Chen Mo feels that he is almost the same as the sword fairy in Xianxia novels.
What is the concept of a sword storm within a hundred meters range? Is it the destructive power of a tactical nuclear weapon?
Moreover, the blade storm composed of indestructible Adamantium alloy flying knives can demolish even a nuclear-proof fortification into ruins!
However, although Chen Mo can now control up to a dozen flying knives at the same time to attack each other, the more the number, the worse the control over a single flying knife. It cannot reach the level of using an arm and a finger. In terms of precise control,
Currently, it can only control up to three flying knives.
Of course, as Chen Mo exercises from time to time on weekdays, this number is still increasing.
Whether it is the strengthening of mental power or the training of control ability, it cannot be solved in a short time. Chen Mo is looking forward to the next world he travels to, hoping that there will be a way to improve his mental power.
However, Chen Mo also knew in his heart that the chance of this was not high. According to his experience of traveling through time, ways to improve mental strength were rare. However, Chen Mo was not in a hurry. He had a chance to travel once a month, and three can be used each time.
Choose a world, and sooner or later you will encounter a world that can enhance your spiritual power.
After Chen Mo finished his role as a superhero and killed two clowns, he returned to the castle to continue practicing "Flying Swordsmanship" in seclusion. However, the three An Ran girls who escaped death and the students in the library who were saved by Chen Mo were killed by Shan Shan.
The belated police "rescued" him!
Last night, he was busy until the early hours of the morning. David, the detective supervisor who had completely solved the SHIELD biopharmaceutical theft case, was catching up on his sleep at home when he was woken up from his dream of promotion and salary increase by the sudden ringing of his mobile phone.
With his eyes closed and an angry look on his face, he fumbled for his cell phone from the table beside the bed. Just as he was about to answer the call, he cursed the man who had interrupted his sweet dream. Through the slit of his eyelids, the name displayed on the screen of his cell phone surprised him.
His anger disappeared in an instant, and his hand holding the phone lost its grip, causing the phone to fall.
"Crack!"
David didn't care about the pain in his face from being hit by the phone, and hurriedly grabbed the phone from his face. He sat up from the soft bed like a carp, the sleepiness on his face disappeared instantly, and he answered the call with a serious look on his face.
"Director!"
"Get out of bed right now! Take your people to UCLA within ten minutes! A school shooting just happened there!"
David's expression changed when he heard this, damn it!
After hanging up the phone, David contacted his subordinates who had been busy until midnight last night and were given a day off. Most of them were catching up on sleep in bed. He quickly turned over and got out of bed and hurriedly put on his clothes. (To be completed.)