Although He Ao still didn't understand what happened, he noticed the difference in Slanka's gestures.
If a person reaches out to pick up a woven fabric such as clothing, he usually spreads his fingers apart in a "grasping" gesture.
The hand of Slanka has four fingers together, and the thumb is slightly separated from the other four fingers. This is a "grip" gesture.
Of course, you can't hold clothes, but only those handles, such as... gun handles.
At this moment, He Ao suddenly jumped behind the sofa beside him.
Fierce gunfire sounded almost the moment he jumped out. The bullets passed through the gorgeous sofa, and the pure white feathers were exploded.
Dang Dang Dang——
The bullet hit Metal Briefcase who was blocking He Ao in front of him, making a crisp sound.
"Boy, who sent you here?"
Slanka Pressed the button to quickly eject the magazine on Submachine Gun, and the empty magazine fell from the gun. At the same time, he took out a new magazine from the drawer on the side and was about to insert it.
He discovered He Ao's problem as soon as he opened the door. Normally, the "takeaway" he ordered would not have such a temperament. As for what he said next, it was his trick to hold He Ao back in a critical moment.
At the moment when he was changing the magazine, Slanka felt that his mind was hit by some powerful force. His entire brain went blank for a moment, and his body froze at the same time.
This blank time was very short, and he recovered almost in the blink of an eye, but it was already too late at this moment, the boy opposite had already taken out a Submachine Gun and pointed it at him.
Da da da——
Fierce gunfire rang out again, and this time, he was the one being targeted.
Compared to his marksmanship, the boy's marksmanship was obviously much more stable and accurate.
By the time he recovered and jumped behind the cabinet, nearly thirty bullets had been poured into him.
His pajamas were soaked with Gray Radiance's bright red blood, and his hands were penetrated by more than a dozen bullets. He couldn't use any strength on his hands, and the Submachine Gun and magazine clips tightly held in his hands were loosened and fell to the ground.
He Ao took out a new magazine and replaced the empty magazine, then closed Hyper-memory and walked towards Slanka step by step.
The moment Slanka was frozen just now was because he used Mental Interference's ability. This ability was obtained by Hyper-memory after devouring Dancer's Talent Sequence and being promoted to D-Rank.
After entering D-Rank, Hyper-memory can see some kind of ethereal "shadow" combined with the human body in Hyper-memory's "vision". He Ao currently believes that this "shadow" is the person's spiritual entity or soul.
He can touch these shadows through his own spirit and interfere with the state of these "shadows", but he cannot control or charm people. The most he can do now is to interfere with the enemy's thinking and put the enemy into a state of immobility where they cannot resist.
In fact, this is the first time he has used this ability in actual combat after acquiring it.
In the process of using this ability, He Ao's own power consumption will also accelerate.
Slanka's soul power also exceeded He Ao's expectations. The original thirty seconds of free use of Hyper-memory were shortened to only five seconds due to interference with Slanka's thinking.
Judging from the soul strength, Slanka himself is a very strong Transcendental er, stronger than the average E-class, and is most likely a D-Rank Transcendental er.
However, although Slanka's soul is strong, it is in a state of flickering on and off, which is somewhat similar to Christos's previous injured state, so He Ao judged that Slanka should have suffered some kind of serious injury and is still being repaired.
This should be the reason why he purchased a large amount of Corpse Flower to restore his soul.
He Ao held the gun in one hand, and put the other hand into his jacket from behind his waist, holding Short Sword fixed on his back diagonally downward, and walked towards Slanka.
Judging from Slanka's performance just now, thirty rounds of bullets from ordinary firearms were not enough to take away his life, but his hands should have been disabled.
"A Mental Talent Sequence owner of D-Rank really thinks highly of me," Slanka leaned behind the cabinet, listening to the footsteps of He Ao approaching slightly, "Whose are you?"
As he spoke, he endured the pain and forced out the bullets that had entered his wrist one by one. These bullets hindered the movement of the muscles in his hands. A thin line of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and he couldn't help but make a little painful groan in his throat.
The young man outside did not respond to him, but was still approaching step by step.
Slanka accelerated the movement of his hands. When the bullets were dug out one by one, he suddenly tore his pajamas to pieces and tied his wrists with cloth strips to barely stop the bleeding. At the same time, wisps of orange-red hot flames gathered in his palms.
Since the last time he was injured, every time he used his ability, he would feel a severe mental tear, and that terrible pressure wrapped around him like gangrene in his bones.
This was also the reason why he wanted to use firearms to solve He Ao in the first place. The cost of using Transcendental's power was too high.
However, he misjudged He Ao's strength, which resulted in him being completely suppressed by He Ao in the first confrontation, and he was even seriously injured.
At this moment, he couldn't figure out who would send a strange D-Rank strong man to attack him, and this strong man looked so young.
Although he has done a lot of bad things, they were all small chores and dealt with ordinary people at the bottom. Except for the last time when he went to collect information and misjudged the opponent's strength and was injured, he had never offended anyone above E-level.
It's impossible that one of those low-level trash got some kind of powerful Gift and came to take revenge on him, right?
What a joke.
He shook his head, calmed down, and continued to gather the flames in his hands.
And just when the flames in his hand gathered into a fireball, the sound of approaching footsteps suddenly stopped, followed by the muffled sound of a gun being thrown on the sofa.
The whole room suddenly became quiet.
In this strange silence, Slanka frowned. He waited for a moment, holding the gradually "full" fireball in his hand, and slowly poked his head towards the back of the cabinet.
And at this moment, a cold muzzle pressed against the back of his head.
"Mr. Slanka, don't move. Maybe we can have a chat."
Slanka His body trembled and he froze, but the flame in his hand did not disappear.
"Mr. Slanka, this is a 'Extraordinary Pistol'. It may be a little bit stronger than an ordinary firearm. The moment I pull the trigger, the bullet will crush your brain and take away your life."
As He Ao finished speaking, the flame in Slanka's hand dissipated little by little.
Just changing the magazine, getting closer a little bit, and using mental attacks were all part of He Ao's preset trap, giving Slanka the wrong prediction that he was a pure psychic user, but in fact Physical Quality was not strong and would choose to continue attacking with firearms.
In actual operation, he first threw away Submachine Gun to attract Slanka's attention, then detonated Hyper-memory, bypassed the cabinet in a very short time, and appeared behind Slanka.
Soldiers never tire of deceit.
It would be easy for He Ao to kill the injured Slanka, but his goal was not to kill people, but to obtain information from Slanka.
"May I know who sent you?"
Slanka also understood this problem at this moment. He Ao did not kill him immediately, which proved that he was still valuable.
"Mr. Slanka, this is the first time we meet, but I think you should know my information very well," He Ao said softly, "My name is Joey."
Slanka was stunned for a moment.