I am the only one who can do it: I think I am really going to become an immortal

What does it mean when my heartbeat is too loud? Stop my heart from beating?

Countless thoughts flashed through the fugitive's mind in an instant.

But in the end, it just became an idea:

No! I have a gun!

Who cares who he is? Just shoot him and that’s it.

Thinking of this, the fugitive raised the homemade gun in his hand without hesitation and pointed it at the stranger who suddenly appeared in front of him.

this moment.

No matter what I was thinking in my mind before, I became arrogant at this moment.

this distance.

He loaded the car with gunpowder and bullets before getting off, so he could ensure that his shot would hit the target.

No matter what it is, just take it first and then think about other things.

"No matter if you're a policeman or anyone else, you're tired of living! Die!"

The fugitive didn't argue any more and just started shooting as he said this.

He is not a brainless villain. He has to say a lot of things before killing someone, waiting for the protagonist to have time to recover his strength or explode.

There's suddenly a person on the car. If we don't shoot immediately, are we going to save him for the New Year?

However, after he pressed the trigger, there was no other sound except the sound of the trigger being pressed in vain.

The air suddenly became quiet.

The fugitive's arrogant expression came to an abrupt end, and a hint of confusion and astonishment gradually emerged.

Until this time.

The fugitive calmed down and realized that the weight of the homemade gun in his hand was a little strange. It was completely different from the state when he loaded the bullets and gunpowder before getting off the car.

Looking at the man in front of him who had remained calm from the moment he picked up the gun until now, the fugitive vaguely realized that something was wrong with the current situation.

At this moment he fell silent.

Chen Yun stretched out his other hand.

As he slowly opened his fingers, tiny pieces of gunpowder and bullets fell from between his fingers, landing on the car with a rustling sound.

From a distance, I saw the fugitive loading bullets and getting off the car.

Chen Yun had already used telekinesis to approach silently, unloading all the gunpowder and bullets from the gun barrel bit by bit.

It's one thing not to be afraid of this kind of gun.

But that doesn't mean Chen Yun would choose to resist when there are children present.

The invisible mental force controlled the tiny gunpowder and bullets to fly in the night sky, and slightly stimulated the fugitive's panic, arrogance, and tension, making it difficult for the fugitive to notice that the gunpowder and bullets in the homemade gun were missing.

Although his telekinesis has little presence in the face of abnormalities such as mental stimulation, thermal vision and physical body, it is still a superpower after all.

Moreover, he practices the duration of his telekinesis, control flexibility, and control accuracy every day, so completing this operation is completely simple.

This move of his made the fugitive's eyes widen immediately.

There was a flash of confusion and bewilderment in his expression.

Chen Yun did not explain anything, nor did he immediately use his various abilities to deal with the fugitive.

Instead, he quietly asked, "What did you do before you escape?"

He asked this with no other intention, he just wanted to decide how long the man in front of him would be tortured based on his answer before killing him.

If he really wanted to kill the man and be done with it, he would have solved the problem when he stopped the car. At that time, he wouldn't have to worry about the car getting out of control and hurting the child tied up in the car.

But Chen Yun didn't.

When he realized the kid was being whipped, he was ready to torture the guy a little bit.

The fugitive was silent.

Then one of them gritted his teeth and shouted: "None of your business?!"

talking.

He clenched the homemade gun in his hand and prepared to attack.

But it hasn't hit Chen Yun yet.

The fugitive's entire movement came to an abrupt halt.

That was because Chen Yun used his mental power to touch the emotional entity, and the whole person froze in place.

See this.

Chen Yun didn't want to say anything more.

Since you refuse to say anything, then die in the most painful way.

Thinking.

Chen Yun used his ability to stimulate emotions without hesitation, and performed a series of operations on the emotional entity of the fugitive that he had imagined but never tried before.

He stimulated the fugitive's fear, tension, anxiety and a series of negative emotions, and the man's related emotions also became sensitive.

then.

Chen Yun immediately released an invisible murderous intent and began to cause intense pain to the man in front of him.

At this moment, the fugitive, who had become extremely sensitive to countless negative emotions, felt an unprecedentedly complex experience of this pain.

Along with the pain, countless negative emotions burst out, causing his entire expression to become distorted in an instant.

His facial lines seemed to be twisted by invisible hands. His brows were furrowed into two deep grooves. His lips were tightly pursed into a line and trembled constantly. He wanted to moan but couldn't make a sound.

Veins popped out on his forehead, and beads of sweat slowly slid down his cheeks and dripped onto the back of his clenched fist. The knuckles of his fist turned white and his muscles were tense because he was using too much force.

The corners of his mouth were stained with tears and saliva, making him look particularly disheveled. His hair was soaked with sweat and tears, and stuck to his face in strands, making him look even more messy and miserable.

The body trembled slightly, no longer resisting the pain, but completely releasing and collapsing, as if all the strength had collapsed at this moment, leaving only the most primitive physiological reaction spreading in the air.

Under Chen Yun's operation.

As the fugitive's sensitivity to negative emotions increases, he is tortured by the pain caused by the strong murderous intent.

This feeling is different from the fear brought by murderous intent alone, and is also different from the pain caused by murderous intent.

But it is more complicated than that. It is an outburst of physical pain mixed with countless unbearable negative emotions.

In short, it is not something that anyone can bear.

The man immediately burst into tears and pissed himself, completely losing all control.

All his will collapsed.

He curled up, all the functions of his body collapsed due to the disorder in his brain. With his spirit dead, he began to quietly wait for the death of his body.

The process is not long.

In just a few minutes, the fugitive was silent.

After doing all this, Chen Yun's face was as calm as a machine.

Just like when he once crushed those people from the Spiritual Society to death, calmer than crushing an ant.

He casually controlled his mental power to take out the fugitive's phone with the SIM card removed, and inserted the new SIM card prepared by the fugitive in the driver's seat drawer.

He looked at the tied up unconscious child.

He used his telekinesis to untie the rope and then put the phone in his hand.

Do it all.

Chen Yun left here with a calm expression.

Like a ghost that no one could detect, it disappeared into the night.

His speed is so fast that it exceeds 150 yards. He will not leave any biological traces. He has telekinesis to help him eliminate any other traces. He wears various disguises including a human skin mask. His transparent world perception can help him avoid all cameras within meters.

No different from a ghost.

No matter how they investigate, no one will know what happened today on this long and remote road where there is no surveillance and Chen Yun needs to hide.

Who could have thought that the death in the car was caused by Chen Yun, who lived dozens of kilometers away and whose surveillance footage showed he had never left home?

Chapter 140 Leave it alone

April 6th.

When Chen Yun returned home in the early morning, he was like nothing happened. He listened to the radio and typed seriously on the computer.

Not affected at all by the previous incident.

Even the typing speed is slightly faster.

It’s just killing a person, Chen Yun has long been used to it.

Even if he tortured the man to death, he would not feel any psychological fluctuations.

People have the ability to empathize, and Chen Yun has it too.

But except for some mentally ill people, most people do not have empathy for snakes, insects, rats and ants, let alone bacteria and viruses that they cannot even see with their naked eyes.

Chen Yun felt the same way about this fugitive.

I didn't consider him as a being on the same level of life in the first place, and it was almost impossible to empathize with him.

Not to mention he's a disgusting scumbag.

It was naturally impossible for Chen Yun to have any empathy for such garbage.

It's as normal as dusting off.

As for the fugitive's homemade gun, he did not choose to take it back to experiment with his own defense.

Although Chen Yun always regarded modern weapons as imaginary enemies, he often compared some known weapons, including firearms, with his own in his mind.

But he was sure that the homemade gun posed absolutely no threat to him, and there was no need to test its power.

The power of a homemade gun can vary greatly, depending on its design, materials used, type and amount of gunpowder, etc. Some homemade guns may only fire small pellets or BBs, which are relatively limited in power; while others may use a larger amount of gunpowder or be modified to fire larger caliber bullets, which may be as powerful as some legal firearms and can penetrate objects and cause fatal injuries.

But generally speaking, that's it.

For ordinary people, the power of a homemade gun may be similar to that of a real gun. In any case, it exceeds the upper limit of one's own defense and has a high probability of being fatal.

It is definitely not possible to withstand it with the physical body.

But for Chen Yun, the gap is very obvious.

He estimated that only a large-caliber sniper could possibly penetrate his defense. Given his current physical strength, he would need at least an anti-material weapon to be effective.

It is impossible to leave a white mark with this homemade gun, at most you can just hear a noise.

There would be absolutely no point in bringing it back to experiment on my own defense.

It would be better to buy a hydraulic press and use your own body to fight it directly. Then there is a chance of testing the limit of defense.

So after cleaning up any possible traces, he went home avoiding surveillance cameras.

Seven o'clock in the morning.

Chen Yun finished typing with telekinesis and opened the refrigerator to take out the snake meat soup and heat it up with his thermal vision.

It was only when he looked at the empty refrigerator that Chen Yun realized that he had played Go until very late yesterday and seemed to have not even made dinner, let alone the snake meat broth that he prepared every night for the next day.

ponder for a moment.

Consider the impact of playing Go on your meals.

Chen Yun decided not to eat today!

How can eating be as fun as playing chess?

Ignoring those real-person players who played terribly, yesterday's Go game was quite interesting. I have only reached about level 6 AI, so it's a good opportunity to continue playing for a while today.

He was quite interested in the ninth-level AI that was comparable to professionals and the tenth-level AI that crushed professionals.