Chapter 65： shoot down

Chapter 65 Shot Down

Sure enough, it is impossible to leave Laixiang City unimpeded all the way.

Hearing the sound of the propellers getting closer and closer, Moyu rolled down the window, unbuckled his seat belt, leaned his upper body out of the window, and looked at the sky behind him.

Under the bright moonlight, you could barely see an armed helicopter flying fast in their direction.

On the road farther away, dozens of lights were lit up.

Those are the headlights of the car, and a rough estimate, at least twenty started.

However, compared to this large fleet, the gunships in the sky are the biggest threat.

"This distance... is already within range, right? There is no direct attack, do you prefer to take control of the situation first... This is good news, it must be resolved before the opponent reveals his intention to attack."

Moyu stared at the gunship, his eyes slightly solemn.

He hasn't swollen enough to think that he can withstand the attack of the gunship with "psychic defense" alone.

A single large-caliber machine gun can definitely easily tear him and Sambika into pieces.

Flesh resists bullets, blocks rocket launchers with bare hands…

It was a special event for the first-class enhancement-type abilities.

In fact, when facing the shooting of a 9mm caliber pistol, even if they use "Condensation" to accurately defend, they may not be unscathed.

And hot weapons such as rifles and submachine guns with greater power, under the premise of unavoidable, can pose a substantial threat to those who do not understand the power of "hardness".

With Moyu's current comprehensive level of reading skills, even a car explosion is not enough, let alone a machine gun equipped on a gunship.

"It's a gunship, and at least twenty cars."

Moyu retracted into the car and briefly informed him of his observations.

Bisuki, who was in charge of driving, realized the seriousness of the situation.

On terrain with such a wide field of view, taxis are absolutely unable to avoid gunships.

If you don't do something, if you are caught up by a gunship and then strafed, the taxi will disintegrate and explode.

In her words, there is no need to worry about life-threatening, but Moyu and Sambika, who are in the same car, are different.

Just as Bisquis was thinking about how to respond, Moyu's voice rang in his ears.

"Bishiki, I'll drive."

"Um?"

Bisghi tilted his head and glanced at Moyu, without asking anything, he simply switched places with Moyu.

Moyu steadily controlled the steering wheel, looked ahead, and stepped on the accelerator all the way.

And Bishiji, who was replaced by the co-pilot, leaned out the window and observed the situation behind.

The convoy that was left far behind can basically be ignored, that is, the gunship is getting closer...

"Bishiki."

Moyu asked while driving the car: "If I give you a "small ball", are you confident that you will miss that gunship? "

"Hard to say."

Bishiji retracted into the car, frowning slightly.

Even in girl form, it's not difficult for her to blow up a gunship with one punch.

But in this case, it is a bit difficult for her to guarantee that a small ball will be used to "shoot down" a gunship at least 800 meters away.

Moyu calmly said: "Try it, you don't need to take into account the power, as long as you can send the "ball" to the vicinity of the gunship. "

While speaking, he used the ability of "soul echo" to mimic the shadow infused with mind power into a black ball about the size of a tennis ball.

"Row."

Bisji didn't ask any more questions.

In such a race against time, she resolutely picked up the black ball that Moyu mimicked with his shadow, and immediately stuck out the car window again to look at the gunship in the sky behind.

With this posture, you don’t have to think about “whether you can shoot down”, just send the black ball nearby, there should be no problem.

With this in mind, Bishiji exerted force with his bare hands and threw the black ball violently.

唰—

The black ball turned into a shadow and flew towards the gunship.

The pilot responsible for flying the gunship has better dynamic vision.

He vaguely saw a black shadow flying towards him. Although he couldn't confirm what the black shadow was for a moment, he still controlled the gunship to the left in a conditioned reflex.

His emergency control successfully avoided a black ball that should have hit the front end of the armed helicopter.

However-

The black ball turned into a black cloth in the next moment!

"cloth?!"

This is the driver's last exclamation before his death.

And the black cloth that opened in the wind became the last picture the driver saw before his death.

The black cloth made of shadow mimicry was instantly entangled with the gunship, forcing the gunship to plummet to the ground in a rather brutal way.

"Boom!"

The crashed gunship exploded violently.

Accompanied by a deafening explosion, soaring flames lit up the sky.

"very good."

Seeing that Moyu solved the threat in this way, Bi Siji praised him secretly.

The convoy behind the gunship also witnessed the rapid crash of the gunship and the explosion.

"what!?"

"Crashed..."

"What happened?!"

Inside the    car, the gang members were all shocked and didn't understand what happened.

Moyu, who was driving, let out a suppressed scream, and his body shook uncontrollably because of the intense pain.

Affected by its state, the taxi that was driving smoothly on the road suddenly swayed a little from side to side.

"Little brother Kester?"

"Kester..."

Even without the obvious body shaking, Bisji and Sambika immediately noticed Moyu's strangeness.

That kind of reaction is like the body is suffering some kind of intense pain.

"Is it an ability restriction...?"

Experienced Bisuki quickly realized what was going on.

Moyu was sweating coldly in pain, and instead of answering Bizji's question, he reluctantly straightened the car.

But Bisji didn't need Moyu to answer, and he could make a correct judgment through this phenomenon.

This form of oath…

It seems that Kester's little brother's ability to read is not that simple.

"Change it back."

Bishiji suppressed the surprise in his heart and suggested.

"it is good."

Moyu responded.

The two then switched places again.

The taxi became quiet.

Bisghi focused on driving, while Sambika in the back seat was watching Moyu with a curious look.

"Call..."

Moyu leaned back in the chair and let out a light breath.

Pain tolerance training…

is a long way to go.

I don’t know how long I have to practice until I can reach that level.

In   's memory, one of Moyou's most impressive images was that Qi Qi was able to fall asleep unaffected by Mi Ji's full-strength whipping.

This kind of ability, which is cultivated by perseverance alone, can obviously bring the ultimate "stability" to the mind.

Whether it is the maintenance of the ability to read, or the skills of reading...

So in order to reach that level faster, Moyou didn't mind experiencing the pain of death once.

(end of this chapter)