I'm very interested in the ability to read

It was as if the movie screen suddenly turned off for a while and then lit up again... When Muser regained his self-awareness, he found that he was no longer suppressed on the floor by the miserable moon tiger, but had stood up at some point, and He stood at attention with his nose pressed against the wall, as if he was standing in a penalty position.

There is a gap in my memory... I am being manipulated... Is it that kid?

But how is this possible? The kid's neck was shot through by himself, and he should soon become unconscious. In that case, it is impossible for him to continue to activate the telekinesis ability...

Assuming that it was really the kid who did it, that is to say, he not only relied on perseverance to overcome the severe pain of the bullet piercing his neck, but also successfully activated the unknown operation he had previously marked on my left temple. Department ability...

He is just a five-year-old kid, why can he do this?

Muser couldn't control his body at all. He could only stand facing the wall while his mind was spinning rapidly.

Even if he is going to be killed, he must at least get the information about this brat’s telekinesis ability...

By the way, when this kid set the operating system ability on my face, he also met my operating system activation conditions - I met him.

As long as I can get even the slightest chance to move independently, I can possess the "bird in the rear window" on this kid...

As long as this kid shows any signs of slacking off...

So, I have to be patient.

Muser cleared his mind and calmed down completely. Soon, he heard a hoarse young man's voice coming from not far away: "Come here."

Muser couldn't understand a word of what the young man meant.

But as the young man finished speaking, Muser, who was facing the wall, turned right with his feet slippery, and his body involuntarily walked steadily towards the young man, Jing Yang. And the miserable moon tiger that suppressed him before stood beside the young man like a bodyguard, staring at him eagerly, and let out a series of low demonstration roars from his mouth.

Muser noticed that although the eyes of the miserable moon tiger were still covered with coagulated blood, the bullet wound on the side of the skull seemed to have healed.

Until now, Muser has not figured out why he lost.

He quickly came to Jing Yang involuntarily and stood at attention involuntarily, like a puppet controlled by someone.

"A bit high?" Jing Yang raised his hand and gestured to Muser, still speaking in an incomprehensible language.

The next second, Muser suddenly knelt down in front of Jing Yang, poof!

What a powerful operational ability... Muser thought as his eyes crossed the young man's neck. The place where the bullet penetrated had actually healed - just like the wound on the side of the skull of the Miserable Moon Tiger next to it! Except for the blood stains that remained after being wiped, there was not even a trace of scar visible, as if he had never shot him before.

"Snapped!"

Jing Yang slapped Muser hard on the cheek, interrupting Muser's thinking.

Haha, with such little strength, he is really just a five-year-old kid... But Muser was not affected much, and even had some thoughts... His face gradually changed, and he couldn't laugh at all.

Jing Yang concentrated a little bit of energy on his tender palm, and then slapped him again with his backhand.

"Snapped!!!"

Muser was hit with such a heavy slap that he became dizzy. The cheek on the other side was instantly red and swollen, and there were even blood beads oozing out of the skin. Blood also oozed from the corners of the mouth and gums.

"That's it, is it over yet? Brother, I went through this place inexplicably. I was either chased by a wolf or frightened by a tiger. In the end, I was almost shot by a guy like you who jumped out of nowhere! Do you think it's too difficult for me? Is there any more?" Jing Yang shook the burning back of his hand and complained in Mandarin, "Is there still king's law? Is there still law? I'm still a child, I just live a good life, what's wrong with me?"

The more he talked, the more angry he got, so Jing Yang kicked him hard a few more times.

He rudely reached out and tore open Musser's black suit, rummaged around and pulled out a bunch of bits and pieces: a pistol, a wallet, a cell phone...

The pistol was out of bullets, and he didn't know how to use it, so Jing Yang threw it aside.

He opened the wallet and looked at it. There were a lot of banknotes and coins, as well as business cards with different identities. The photo was of Muser, but the names were all different... Jing Yang couldn't help but look up and saw that he had slapped his mouth full of it. The bloody Muser joked: "Can't you tell, you have thick eyebrows and big eyes, but you still have a lot of vests?"

Not understanding Jing Yang's language, Muser remained silent and continued to kneel in front of him involuntarily.

Finally, Jing Yang took out a card from the inner pocket of Muser's suit.

Just by the feel of it, I feel like I've found something good.

After taking a look at it under the moonlight, Jing Yang suddenly flicked the card with his fingers and said happily: "Oh, hunter's license? I didn't expect there was an unexpected gain. Okay, your filial piety, your father, I will accept it." I'm in a good mood, I'll reward you with some more words! Haha."

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped! Snapped! …

Jing Yang swung his tender palms and gave him a series of slaps, which made his hands hurt so much that he felt angry and kicked the guy in front of him hard.

He was so numb that he didn't offend anyone, but one after another fatal disasters came to his door. Jing Yang really didn't have a clear idea if he didn't practice a set of martial arts boxing on this guy.

After venting his anger, he gave the black suit in front of him a good beating - not really causing any major trauma. Firstly, Jingyang's small arms and legs are indeed limited in their lethality; secondly, if Jingyang injures him seriously, the "star mark" on this guy's left temple will trigger his passive and start to heal himself, which is equivalent to Jing Yang was not willing to take the initiative to leak information to the enemy.

Jing Yang sat down on the floor, "I'm exhausted. I'm exhausted. Brother Hu, I'll take your place."

He waved his hand, and then seemed to no longer care about Muser's life and death, and played with the most precious hunter's license among his trophies.

"Roar……"

Upon hearing this, the Miserable Moon Tiger stepped out, one eye covered with solidified blood scab, staining half of its face. Matching the markings on its body, which are listed as one of the seven beauties in the world, it looked ferocious and terrifying, but also revealed a sense of aura. Poignant.

Muser couldn't help but swallowed.

He is not afraid of death, but it is so meaningless to die without achieving anything, especially before he can complete his last mission for His Highness the Prince...

The Bloody Moon Tiger's bloody mouth opened wide and enveloped Muser's head, which was kneeling on the ground, unable to dodge at all.

"The owner of this hunter's license is not you, right?"

Behind the Miserable Moon Tiger, the boy's question this time was suddenly changed into a universal language that Muser could understand!

Cold sweat appeared on Muser's forehead. He raised his eyes and looked at the threatening tiger's mouth. After thinking about it, he still sent out a signal that he was willing to cooperate and replied: "How did you know?"

Jing Yang grabbed the cell phone beside him and smashed it into Muser's face.

"I'm asking you now, not you asking me." Jing Yang looked at Muser coldly. Probably because the ability of language, reading and writing has been internalized into Muser's physical instinct, so after "Jing Lang" successfully activated the "Star Mark" to control Muser, Jing Yang also naturally mastered the basics of this hunter world. Words and languages, communication is no longer a problem.

And before, after the distant gunshot in the night, a familiar and strange aura penetrated into his heart... Jing Yang had already come to a preliminary empirical conclusion: whenever a living body dies near him, There will be strange breaths that penetrate into your heart. These strange breaths that are both cold and hot are the culprits that cause your heart pain.

In other words, the guy in front of me came to the door after he shot someone.

Either the man in front of me was a licensed hunter, or the one he killed was. Choosing one of the two, Jing Yang first guessed the latter, and that was it. However, he was not interested in answering the enemy's questions.

At this time, the Miserable Moon Tiger had already taken a few steps and picked up the smashed mobile phone back.

Jing Yang was helpless, are you a cat or a canine?

Suddenly, something moved in his mind. Although he didn't know whether Hunter World had positioning satellites, it was better to be safe... He took the phone, took off the back cover, and removed everything that could be removed: the battery, phone card, memory card, etc. , and finally threw them out of the cabin window one by one and fell into the dark sea.

"The license is mine, you can take it away." Muser knelt and asked, "Who are you? Where is the woman's son?"

"Looking at what you said, won't I take it if it's not yours?" Jing Yang asked expressionlessly, "Who is that woman and who is the son?"

"That son is you." Muser took the risk to say this, but he didn't see anything unusual on Jing Yang's face.

Did I guess wrong? Muser remained calm and continued to look at Jing Yang's clothes: the waistband of his trousers was loose and tied with a rope to prevent them from falling off. The trouser legs were rolled up a lot, and the short sleeves on his upper body were also not the right size. It's almost long sleeves... This is basically a temporary outfit.

Muser said slowly: "I guess that when the woman was dying, she was full of worry and unwillingness to face the fate of her young son being killed... So, after her death, the corpse gave birth to a strange The thoughts parasitized on you, causing you to grow faster and become what you are now..."