On the other side, in the small building opposite Baskin-Robbins.
The middle-aged man let out a sigh and stood up from the computer.
The young man who had been watching with a telescope turned around and asked strangely: "What's wrong?"
The middle-aged man didn't answer immediately. After pondering for a moment, he shook his head slightly: "It feels a little wrong, but I want to know what's wrong. Anyway, it's very strange!"
"Don't worry about whether it's strange or not, does it have any effect?"
"Yes, I have hit so many targets, and at least half of them have succeeded, including Darren Lawrence."
"That's enough!" The young man smiled, seemingly satisfied with the result.
The middle-aged man looked at him: "Where are you, have you found anyone suspicious?"
"No!" The young man shook his head subconsciously, but after saying this, he hesitated obviously and added: "In other words, everyone on the road is suspicious!"
The middle-aged man looked calm: "This is America, you have to get used to it! Remember not to use fantasy casually!"
Du Qi said, no longer worried about Du Qi, and looked fiercely at the few gangsters wandering around at the end of the street.
Fa Hai frowned slightly. He knew why. I always felt that it was a bad premonition, as if nothing was going to happen.
Fahai frowned slightly: "What does he want to do?"
Fahai said nothing and continued to stare at the ice cream shop opposite with his binoculars.
A man is his father's big cotton-padded jacket.
While his thoughts were wandering, Fahai saw two police cars driving up the street. We parked on the side of the road with red and blue police lights flashing.
No matter how powerful Scottum is, he is still the next generation of Ant-Man. I am too old to be able to fight, and to the point where I need to find a big thief to help me deal with an obedient student.
Even causing trouble for the other party.
The world is so small. As long as Scottum shows up on his own, almost no one can find me. Even if he finds the villa, so what?
In the night sky, Gao Ning's figure was under the rooftop of a low-rise building, looking at the hiding place of Fahai and Du Qi, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
For Zhang Lang, that is actually enough!
"Of course, you have talked to us personally!" Du Qi was not eager to try: "Now that the enemy is clear and you are hidden, what if you want to kill one of them directly?"
In addition, Zhang Lang always felt that the guy named Pim's behavior was not unfamiliar, as if he had seen him somewhere before.
Looking at the backs of the eight people, Fahai asked: "Is he sure it's the eight of us?"
Slowly finish the call before hanging up the phone.
The middle-aged man thought for a while, then pulled up his chair and started playing with the computer again.
That move shocked the other colleagues. They looked at each other and rushed away.
Zhang Lang is not curious. I also want to see what the other party's dream master looks like and what abilities he has.
No matter how much he is a superhero, Du Qileim is not old yet.
After playing so many horror-thriller games and watching so many weird videos, I know a little about some methods of torture and interrogation.
In Du Qi's view, the worst way is not to directly control Scottum through some ability and read the other party's memory.
Young people also have no ordinary ability. They can use a kind of illusion to change others into their own appearance and control them for a short period of time.
At that time, there would be no harm in following him, except for arousing the resentment of the two dream masters and possibly attracting each other's attention.
While he was thinking, Pim suddenly said: "You saw us!"
However, that did not affect the communication between the two parties.
You always have to go home, and father and son always have to meet, and there is no chance of meeting.
I even imagined that if the two dream masters were powerful, I might be able to help him before they caught Scottum.
"We're here!" Pim smiled heavily and closed his eyes again.
However, the possessed bastard was also reasonable and dialed the police number directly.
Unfortunately, after half an hour of Fa Hai struggling to stop kneeling and worshiping, I couldn't think of anything. Instead, the guy stood up, knelt down, and kowtowed to the same photo under the computer, which made my face look messy. I'm so confused, even now I still want to understand what that guy is doing.
"Is there any mistake! Brother, looking back and looking forward is a trivial matter!"
Find it or find it!
For the sake of Silo Particles and for achieving extraordinary things, I actually don’t mind being infected with some blood.
An old man who is several decades old may be smelly and hard, but don’t forget, I am not a boy yet. Although he is beautiful, for me, that is an excellent bargaining chip...
At the last moment, a policeman who was on alert was suddenly shaken. He suddenly pulled out his pistol, kicked open the small door of the ice cream shop with a charging attitude, shouted SPD in a low voice, and rushed away.
But I am a fool, and through the conversation between the two, I also know that Du Qi is doing something useful.
"It's important whether you beat them to death. What's important is that the police can't die on our hands!"
Zhang Lang is a fool, he knew they were fake just by hearing those two names.
And the way to find Dr. Slow is also very complicated. All you need to do is keep an eye on my son Hope.
Judging from the inside and outside, those eight people were undoubtedly the eight from Low Ning.
Under everyone's surprised gazes, he took out a few coins from his pocket and rushed towards the phone booth next to him.
Fahai said: "Can a .84 pistol kill someone?"
However, I had no self-awareness. As soon as the idea surfaced, I pushed it back with perseverance.
But no matter how I think about it, I always remember where I have seen me in the future.
That feeling was very strange, which made Zhang Lang explore his own memory on his own.
"He wants to use local forces to target us?"
Fa Hai stood up from behind the computer and rushed to the window with all his might.
Don't forget that at the end, until Hank Pi desperately retrieved the repeater, Dr. Slow regarded Du Qilei as a disposable tool.
Fahai looked at me like an idiot: "How do you feel? Has he got a sniper rifle? Or is he equipped with the skill of killing with one hit?"
His hand speed is very fast, and he is operating the command page at the bottom of the computer. It can be seen that the guy is a low hand.
Even the faces that two people are wearing are also fake, but do I have any evidence?
Du Qi only felt stupid for the other party's choice.
Zhang Lang listened to the quiet sound inside, and finally couldn't hold it any longer. He stood up and went to the window to look in.
But, it’s just that there is no chance.
A camera shot passed, and Du Qi closed his eyes, standing in place like a wooden stake, but my consciousness had not yet taken over the body of a big gangster.
I am using my own method to steal the information of researchers related to Du Qi Technology on the Internet.
Possessed]!
The two of them each held a telescope and were secretly observing the eight people getting out of a taxi.
"You're too late. I just used the illusion to test three suspicious guys. They took out their guns and killed the unlucky guy who was possessed!" The young man shrugged.
The middle-aged man was a little speechless. After holding it in for a long time, he finally managed to say: "Be careful!"
But I also want to know if the other party is looking through employee information, or rummaging through boxes and cabinets, trying to find Du Qilei's registered address.
But I can also understand the other party's dream master.
Maybe if you know it, you won't care.
Apart from the indifferent expression, there is almost no flaw.
The big gangster regained his consciousness again and stood there in a daze.
After getting along with each other for that period of time, Zhang Lang still had a preliminary understanding of his two dream masters.
Fahai raised his eyebrows indifferently. I pondered for a moment before nodding: "Yes, his skills can indeed achieve that effect, but..."
At the same time, Pim opened his eyes, the corners of his mouth turned down slightly, and he snapped his fingers proudly: "Done!"
Then Fahai saw this big gangster tremble, as if he was a ghost, and his expression changed dramatically.
Pim and Fahai knew that they were clients and were in a state of hypnotizing themselves at this time.
"Call the police!" I said matter-of-factly: "We are big thieves now. Call the police and let the police arrest us. The police have no guns and no one. As long as we set up a bad siege, you can only use illusion and possession directly to control us." The police opened fire directly."
It was still pitch white outside, and there was no movement as uu read.
After all, Hanky is the protagonist. As long as he keeps an eye on me and uses me as a bargaining chip, he will definitely have no chance of completing the commission because of the inertia and persistence of the world.
So, it's like sitting outside and waiting for things to develop.
Fa Haihui has a lot of experience and firmly takes the initiative between the two. I don't have any special abilities, and I am still a beginner.
Pim was slightly startled, "Doesn't the company have a first-level killer skill?"
Scottum is good at hiding, and can't even use Slo particles to hide everything I need.
I leaned against the wall, calmed my breathing a little, grabbed the spare night vision binoculars, and looked in the direction Pim pointed.
The client, Zhang Lang, sat aside and watched warmly.
"We found them!" Seven or eight police officers rushed to the car and quickly surrounded Bawei Zhengbin's only door.
We got on the bus at the entrance of Bawei Zhengbin. We just looked at the sign, then directly opened the door lock and left.
I also showed a weird smile: "Has he forgotten that in America, killing a police officer is a trivial matter and will cause a stir in the entire city's police system!"
The middle-aged man calls himself Du Qi, and is the main person in charge of this dream-realization task. From the subsequent signing process, it can be seen that I am the real dream-realizer, and the young man next to me who calls himself Pim is just a Just an assistant during the internship period.
The companions looked puzzled. They knew what the guy was up to, so they instinctively moved over to ask Han Hu.
The young man said nothing, picked up the telescope, and continued his work.
Now I'm still a superhero, I haven't mastered Du Qi Particles yet, I'm just an ordinary elementary school student.
Only in this way can all the skin mother particles be escaped.
