One Thousand and Sixty-Four Chapters Step Through the Iron Shoes and Find Nowhere

This is not useless.

The previous primary mind power and primary annihilation were also made in this way.

Now, in this experiment, we might be able to tinker with a powerful mental ability, turning it from an auxiliary method to an attack method. That is also possible.

Mental ability may be ineffective against foreign enemies, but if it is used to deal with enemies within human beings, it is a top-level weapon, far more powerful than guns and hot weapons.

If Luke had the full control of men and women in the original version of Kilgrave, he would be able to live comfortably in this world even without a system.

That is the best choice for low-key and behind-the-scenes demon kings.

Of course, the system is better, you don't have to intrigue others, do your own thing well, and work hard to earn experience points to become stronger.

Thinking of this, he took a last look at Jessica, who was lying on the sofa with a smile on the corner of her mouth and her saliva was about to fall asleep. He shook his head and smiled and said, "I hope you are lucky."

In Jessica's case, she might as well be a little more mad to live like this.

It is even worse to feel the pain and despair soberly.

Like her is Molly, who was also a victim of Kilgrave, which is why he chose them as his experiments.

They are like terminally ill patients. If they can't be cured, they might as well just die. It's the most painful thing to drag them on.

Of course, this kind of helping others to make decisions is not glorious.

Luke will compensate these people in other ways.

However, after hesitating for a moment, he took out a pen and paper, wrote a message, and posted it inside the shiny door.

People still need a little pressure, and alcoholics are no exception.

Taking advantage of the night, he walked out of the office and drove back in the direction of home.

Bang bang bang!

A few scattered gunshots, a little far away.

But the neighborhood here is relatively empty, and the sound of gunfire came through without any obstruction.

Luke speeded up slightly and approached the place where the gunshots sounded.

If you meet a murderer,

That's a good income.

If the gangsters are on fire, then both sides will clean up together = good income x2

On the way home, he could easily earn a few hundred more experience points. He really didn't mind.

When he came to an old garage, he smelled a strong bloody smell.

Even more than a hundred meters away, a bloody aura moved in here.

According to the trajectory of the smell, there should be a lot of blood on a truck and someone got in here.

Of course, now there is more blood in the garage, and there are at least seven or eight people.

And the battle is over.

The few shots Luke heard just now was the end.

The micro drone was released from the storage space and flew into the garage.

Looking at the figure on the screen, he was stunned for a while, then he was relieved and let out a long breath: "Finally found you! Frank Custer."

For a moment, he almost wanted to laugh out loud.

This thing is about to become his heart disease.

Luke is not omnipotent, and it is impossible to find anyone he wants, but Robert owes a great favor, and the only person who must be guaranteed is Frank.

And he also knew that Frank had suffered a huge change. His wife and children all died in one night, and he almost died and disappeared quietly.

He didn't dare to tell Robert the news at all, for fear that Robert would have the idea of ​​reappearing.

Now, Frank Custer is still alive.

There is vengeance, vengeance, vengeance, vengeance, and the master of others is not dead. Of course, if you want to take revenge, you must do it yourself.

Luke has enough confidence to support this man, and Robert has to stay at home with Catherine for the elderly.

Stopping the car, he stepped into the garage, and even hummed a song: "...i i did it aga, i ade ou believe e're ore than jt friends..."

The middle-aged man who was checking whether there was any slipping in the workshop of the garage frowned, turned around suddenly, raised the shotgun in his hand and aimed at the figure walking towards the door.

However, he didn't shoot.

The other party started humming from a distance of more than 20 meters, not loud but not too loud.

Whether it's madness or other reasons, it means that the other party has no intention of engaging in sneak attacks.

If you don't do sneak attacks, that's something.

He kills countless people, but he doesn't kill innocent people indiscriminately.

As a result, the man in the gray-black hooded sweater walked ten meters away and stopped, and he took the initiative to say hello: "I've been looking for you for a long time, Francisco Fortress, the gray rabbit asked me to take him to say hello to you."

Frank Custer moved in his heart, his expression still indifferent: "Who are you?"

Luke chuckled: "You can call me punher!"

Frank's face turned gloomy, and the trigger in his hand had a tendency to pull: "Are you investigating me?"

Luke: "Well, it seems that you need a little help to complete... revenge?"

His eyes glanced at the corpses of several gangsters around him: "If I guessed correctly."

Frank: "What do you know?"

Luke: "Your family has suffered a major change, they... eh?"

boom!

The shotgun fired suddenly, but Luke's figure shifted a meter, dodging the shot.

He said helplessly: "Hey, I said that the gray rabbit asked me to help you, you still fight!"

Frank's face was hideous: "You are one of them, so you will know about it!"

boom! boom! boom!

All three shotgun shells missed, and the bullets rattled the metal sheets and parts of the car all around.

Luke had already hid behind a truck in an instant, scratching his head a little: ... I also knew something had happened to your family.

Of course, he also understood what Frank meant.

It is almost impossible for anyone unrelated to the death of his family to trace him, because it has been almost two years since the incident.

In addition, Frank's mental problems are no less serious than Jessica's. Do you really want to change his career to become a psychiatrist? Thinking about it in his heart, he jumped up slightly, leveraged on the side of the truck, and went around to the back of the truck.

Frank just turned out of the front of the car.

boom!

The shot failed again.

Primary sound wave + spiritual communication + basic hypnosis activation, Luke explained calmly: "It's the gray rabbit who wants to contact you. I have been investigating for a long time before I found the records in the police station and hospital. And the gray rabbit will never harm you. your family?"

Frank's irritable brain, like being drenched in a glass of water, instantly became much awake.

His discharge files are kept secret, and Gray Rabbit also works with a secret army.

The gangs who killed his family were unlikely to have access to this top-secret information, they weren't that capable.

No, those gang members didn't know his identity, and they didn't even bother to investigate this. Otherwise, he killed so many people, these gangs should have suspected it long ago.

So...you made the wrong call? Frank hesitated.

Luke continued to launch a mental attack with his mouth cannon: "You at least let me finish my sentence. Thankfully, Gray Rabbit said that reporting his name would save his life. What's the matter with you shooting me here?"

Frank was even more hesitant when he heard this.