Every psychic has his own telekinesis, the only difference is the strength.
It is difficult for the weak to even hold an apple, and they just use it as a kind of inductive power.
The strongest person Chen Jing has ever seen is the one who can turn his telekinesis into bullets and kill his opponent a hundred meters away.
But now, what she saw was a person who could use his telekinesis to block the shooting of five six-barreled rotary machine guns at close range, and he had been holding on for at least three or four seconds. The power he showed here was simply...
Chen Jing inexplicably thought of the three-story building of the Red Moon Orphanage being destroyed by telekinesis...
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Chen Jing quickly reacted and bit her lip tightly.
She was using pain to wake herself up, and using an almost fierce will to make herself do the right thing.
Blood oozed from her lips, and Chen Jing's pupils suddenly turned bright red.
Then, her voice rang out.
It was low, but had an unusual penetrating power.
This sound seemed to have some kind of magic power. Even the extremely noisy and harsh sound of bullets shooting around could not drown it out. It was like a substance in a certain sense. It slowly but unstoppably rushed towards the gunmen in front...
"You are holding the most powerful weapons in your hands. With them, you can destroy everything in front of you..."
"Do you feel like the king of the world with this destructive power?"
"But there is only one king of the world!"
"Since you have such terrible weapons in your hands, why not look at each other..."
"Try to see whose firepower is stronger?"
"..."
Lu Xin heard this voice and turned around subconsciously.
Then he saw Chen Jing, who was calm at this time and had bloodshot eyes.
It seemed brighter than the red moon in the sky.
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Just when Chen Jing's voice sounded, the roar of Gatling suddenly stopped.
It can be seen that the people pushing the Gatling guns looked confused at this time, as if they had forgotten to shoot. After a moment of stunned silence, they suddenly showed a fanatical expression on their faces, as if they had an unparalleled overconfidence.
Then, they turned their guns at the same time and pointed them at the people who were also pushing weapons like themselves.
There were exactly six multi-barreled revolver machine guns, and they were carefully divided into groups of two.
Then, suddenly the gunshots roared again.
However, this time the gunshots only roared for a moment, and they all fell to the ground.
Only a faint red liquid flowed out of the wounds torn by the bullets, which did not look like blood, but like mucus.
Some of them were injured on their bodies, some on their heads, and their behavior became extremely strange. Those who were injured on their bodies seemed to be trying to stretch their limbs, and those who were injured in their heads were turning their bodies strangely. It can be noticed that one of them had half of his head lifted off, revealing a gray-white substance that looked shriveled and had no elasticity.
Mental transformation.
That "Qin Ran" left a few mental transformations here to ambush, perhaps he had already prepared for these losses.
However, it was precisely because these mental transformations had been abandoned and were only used to snipe the ability users who might affect their task of snatching the painting, so Chen Jing could use his ability to influence these mental transformations and let them kill each other. Otherwise, the ability users would exert influence nearby, and mental transformations would be much more difficult to deal with than ordinary people.
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The moment the bullets stopped whistling, Lu Xin suddenly raised his head and looked at his mother.
At this time, his mother was gently patting her body, as if sweeping away the dust on her body.
Countless bullets fell from her body, making a crisp and pleasant sound.
And the mother looked like she had just come out of a shopping mall. Not only could no wounds be seen, but even her clothes were not wrinkled at all. She just looked at Lu Xin with a smile, as if teasing a child who was not doing well:
"This time, you were bullied very badly..."
Lu Xin seemed to be a little hesitant, but he was silent for a while, but still nodded gently.
Then a smile appeared on his face, as if he was mocking himself, and whispered: "Yes, I almost died..."
The younger sister suddenly became alert.
She subconsciously moved a little further away from Lu Xin, tilting her head to look at him.
The mother looked at Lu Xin quietly, with more smiles on her face, but her eyes looked a little strange.
Lu Xin also raised his head and smiled at his mother.
The two smiled at each other, as if they understood each other.
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At the same time, Chen Jing, who had used her ability to deal with the snipers, had already torn off her coat and tied up the wound on her abdomen tightly. Under the cut white shirt, a small piece of pink lace could be seen.
"Immediately block the No. 2 satellite city..."
After tying up the wound as quickly as possible, she immediately took out the satellite phone that had been ringing non-stop and said sternly: "The oil painting retrieved from Bengbu Port has been taken away. It is suspected that the other party is an armed force outside the city, well prepared, and has already begun to lay out... Listen to me first, there is also a sudden special pollution incident related to red roses on Jiujiang Road, which has now spread..."
"What?"
"..."
After issuing several orders in succession, she suddenly calmed down and listened to the answer from the other side for a while.
Then her face changed slightly, and her lips, which had turned pale due to blood loss, trembled slightly.
"Satellite City No. 2, issue a Level 1 alert!"
"..."
After saying this, she turned around anxiously and said to Lu Xin: "The special pollution incident in Satellite City No. 2 is not the only one. There are also serious signs of sudden large-scale pollution in other urban areas. Moreover, because there are no signs and no preparation, most of them have directly shown signs of spreading. The threat level is... above Level C..."
She said nervously, but her voice suddenly lowered slightly.
She found that Lu Xin's eyes seemed to have lost focus slightly at this time.
His expression was a little strange, as if he was a little confused. It was hard to tell whether he was laughing or thinking about something.
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"Oh, it's getting messy..."
Mom laughed softly and raised her hand to cover her mouth.
But her eyes were always looking at Lu Xin, with a smile on her face: "What do you want to do?"
"I'm also thinking about what to do."
Lu Xin looked up in a direction, which was the direction where "Qin Ran" drove away after getting the painting.
Mom said softly: "That man was very fierce. He took your painting and almost killed you and your sister. He took what he wanted and left in a very casual manner. I guess in his heart, he was still laughing at you all for being fools..."
"So, how do you want to deal with this?"
"..."
Lu Xin stood quietly, and seemed to be troubled by this problem.
Mom smiled: "Look at your sister, how scared are you now?"
Lu Xin turned his head and saw that his sister was alert at this time. Her small body was slightly tense and stared at him.
She seemed to be ready to run away at any time.
In fact, from the performance, this is more like being afraid of himself...
But what does it matter? Lu Xin was a little reluctant to think about this problem at this time.
He only felt a throbbing pain in his temple, which made him a little upset.
Anxious inside!