Generally speaking, the psychics are divided into four levels, with four quite simple levels: level three, level two, level one, and "special".

Although there are not a higher level, if you cannot get in touch with it in your life, it is equivalent to not exist. I won’t say this for now. I will only talk about these four levels, but there is actually not much to talk about. If you pay attention to the specific rating process of the alliance, it would be too complicated; if you pay attention to the various ways of distinguishing the black area, it would be too redundant.

Therefore, here I will only introduce my own way of distinguishing. It may be simple and crude, but it is better to be straightforward and easy to remember:

Level 3, the weakest level in the group of psychics. The psychics at this level only have psychic energy, but have not experienced any training. At most, they have figured out how to strengthen body functions and create psychic armor by themselves. For similar situations, please refer to the Sheepskin Killer;

Level 2, although I have experienced a certain level of training, I have not been able to complete the class, or although I have not received decent training, I have excellent talents, which makes it enough to reach this level. In similar situations, the former can refer to the man I just killed, and the latter can refer to Hasegawa;

Level 1, a truly well-trained psychic, if I fight head-on, it will be difficult for me to have an advantage, because although my attack works for it, I cannot kill one blow. If the opponent's attack hits me, I may end up in either death or destruction. In dealing with psychics of this level, I usually choose to transfer to the assassination process;

Finally, there is the "special level", which is the highest level of psychics that can be accessed under normal circumstances. Unfortunately, I am still not sure to defeat this level of opponents head-on, and even if I use assassination methods, it is difficult to ensure success.

In the past, I did kill the super psychics, but it was a battle based on luck, almost dead and alive; and since then, I also paid the harsh price of one-eye, one-handed and one-legged disability.

At this moment, I was forced to fall into a situation where I had to confront the super psychic again.

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Having said that, I don’t have to decide on life and death without it. I just need to retreat from this place, which is my victory.

The moment I heard Xu Shengxing say the name "Adelaide", I was mentally prepared to deceive me. In other words, "Adelaide" might be the name of a non-existent person, and only outsiders like me would not be able to distinguish the authenticity. But even if I could understand that this might be a vulgar trick, I could not give a correct explanation. If I responded vaguely, it would only arouse doubts. Instead of doing so, it would be better to answer directly and make everything clear.

The result of the clarity is: this is indeed a fraud. Xu Shengxing turned around and threw a hot ball at me.

I immediately retreated from the damage radius of the fireball. As soon as the fireball landed, a violent explosion occurred. The entire building seemed to be shaken by it. The window glass in the corridor on the fourth floor was shattered, as if there were transparent people with the same number of windows standing in the corridor. As the explosion sounded, it was like a military parade guard, waving the hammer in an orderly manner, smashing all the unlucky windows.

After the smoke of gunpowder, a large hole directly to the third floor appeared on the ground, which was enough to make people jump down. The steel bars sandwiched between the concrete were as miserable as blood vessels exposed to the wounds of a person.

"Hmph... I'm just a sneaky thief, and I reacted very quickly." Xu Shengxing took out a pack of red-shelled cigarettes from his pocket, took one out, and took it into his mouth.

The next second, another transparent man seemed to come out, and he took out a transparent lighter. He didn't move any more, but the cigarette butt ignited spontaneously for no reason. "You are the man who attacked the Beaver Pharmaceutical technical consultant during the day. What's your name? Now you surrender, at least you can avoid burns."

"This sounds very friendly. So what happened to the fireball before?" I asked back.

"Don't you use psychic armor? The fireball just now will only blow you half to death at most, why be so scared!" He sneered disdainfully.

"Listen..." I turned a deaf ear to his harsh words, "I am not the daytime attacker."

"Who are you?" He seemed indifferent.

"Facialless man." I said.

"The faceless man has already withdrawn from Beaver City. If you really want to raise the banner, why not call yourself a 'fighting expert of the Demon Subduing Bureau'?" He said, raising his right hand and the flames in his palm were burning. "Since you don't want to surrender, I will help you kindly. Don't be polite, I have always been kind and generous."

I can't tell that this guy is usually like a dull guy at home, but he can speak well when he works! While thinking, I tightened my whole body and issued an ultimatum to him, "Don't force me to kill you."

"If this sentence is said by the real faceless person, then I really have to be on guard, otherwise I might be killed." His voice was cold, "But you? Don't laugh to death!"

After saying that, flames suddenly burst out from his palm.

At first I thought this would be a fire column attack like a high-pressure water gun, but the flames that emerged from his palm instantly turned into a sea of ​​fire and swallowed it towards me!

I turned around without thinking and rushed to the stairs far away at full speed; and behind me, the sea of ​​fire was chasing me quickly.

To give an example, it is like a submarine suddenly penetrated a huge hole by a torpedo from nowhere, and a large amount of sea water poured into the narrow corridor inside the submarine, and was quickly swallowing from this end of the corridor to the other end of the corridor, which was such a pressure-free array.

In my vision, if I fight Xu Shengxing, it is best to do it indoors; but if I am outdoors, I can't deal with this kind of fire attack at all.

However, the actual development is that fighting him indoors makes him even more unable to escape.

The sea of ​​fire was faster than me, while Xu Shengxing mixed inside the sea of ​​fire and rushed towards me at the same speed. If this continues, before running to the entrance of the stairs, I will be the first to be followed by the sea of ​​fire and turn into a meaninglessly dead charred corpse.

You have to fight back.

A trick appeared in my mind.

This move is a new move I have developed this year. Although I have practiced it many times in advance when I am disabled, this move focuses on whole-body coordination. I cannot practice perfection after all with a disabled body. But it has not been long since I got my complete body back. I have not had time to practice it many times, nor have I had much confidence to successfully perform it. Can I really play it at such a critical moment?

No, this is not a question of whether it can be done, but it must be done.

When I passed by a door, I suddenly took action and removed the door panel.

Immediately turned around, turned around, and used the door panel as a shield to launch a counter-sprint towards the scorching sea of ​​fire.

At the same time, I recalled the basic principle of this move: If the human body is an extremely precise transmission machine, then there is no doubt that human beings are not skilled users of this machine.

When anyone is motivated, he will lose a lot of energy during the transmission of muscles and bones. Even martial artists who pay attention to the coordination of the whole body cannot perfectly avoid this. It is better to say that it is precisely because martial artists consciously allow more muscles to participate in the transmission link during the movement of their bodies, so they lose more energy in the process before the seemingly gratifying result of "increasing power output".

So, assumption, just assumption, there is a technique that is as convenient as daydreaming, to avoid all the power loss in the body transmission link, even if not all, but most of the power loss in the body transmission link, and then pile all the energy that passes the "level" smoothly on the result of "power output"?

This is a rather terrifying assumption. If anyone can do such a thing, then he must be not a human being and his power will rise to an unmeasurable level. Even if I have had this idea a long time ago, I have never heard of anyone who can do it, and I have never been confident that I can do it.

However, during that year of disability, I withdrew from the stage in the black zone of Beaver City and accidentally remembered this festival in the air, and I was so idle that I had nothing else to do.

This is probably the case with the so-called "one thought to enlighten the gods".

I incredibly grasped the trick of this move.

At this moment, I felt that many gears in my body, which seemed to have never been connected to each other, finally got together.

There seemed to be a grand echo like an illusion in my consciousness, and the joints all over my body conveyed the power that even I felt terrifying. I firmly clamped the door panel and rushed into the sea of ​​fire at a high speed that I could not react.

The sea of ​​fire was rushed forward with high speed from the door panel, and a vacuum channel was divided from the middle. It seemed that the naughty child pulled out the branches and stroked hard at the puddle after the rain on the ground, briefly dividing it into two parts.

Xu Shengxing, who was in the sea of ​​fire, was exposed like the soft flesh in the shell.

The door panel was thrown aside by me. At the same time, I took advantage of the situation and rushed in front of him, raised my fist, and a large amount of force seemed to be like a river returning to the sea, turning from various parts of my body into a ground to gather on my fist.

Even at this moment, I am not going to kill Xu Shengxing. He is my father in this life.

But don’t he often say he is busy with work and has no time to accompany me? Then I will kindly help him and beat him half to death. Just think of it as a holiday.

You're welcome, I've always been kind and charitable.

I was sarcastic about him in my heart, and at the same time my fist hit his abdomen with unprecedented power.

With this blow, the shock wave suddenly swept away, and the terrifying sea of ​​fire spreading in the corridor instantly shattered into countless Mars, just like fine snow scattered everywhere.

A huge depression suddenly appeared on the ground under my feet, and the thick cracks even extended to the wall.

Xu Shengxing, on the other hand, seemed to be a baseball hit by a baseball player with a stick. He shot backwards at the end of the corridor at a terrifying high speed, then crashed through the wall and flew towards the outside world.

*

However, the next second, I couldn't see his body falling down.

He transformed into a large number of Mars in the air, and it seemed that he was originally a human form condensed from a group of fireflies, but now he has just returned to the group of fireflies.

Seeing this, I silently put down my fist. Although I had just endured such a great amount of force, my fists and arms were not obviously injured. The reaction force was basically introduced into the ground by me in the state just now, just like the invisible lightning rods that were introduced into the ground by an invisible lightning rod. And that incredible state could not last for a long time. It has now withdrawn regretfully, and at the same time it has taken away a lot of my physical strength, making me exhausted.

I asked without looking back: "Is that your flame substitute just now?"

"No," Xu Shengxing's equally tired voice came from behind, "I didn't expect there would be such a blow... Who are you?"

"I said everything, faceless."

"Hmph...well, I must admit that this kind of thing can be done by the Faceless Man." As he spoke, I turned around, and saw his surprised expression as if he was looking at an alien. He continued, "Although I have never heard of Faceless Man being able to use such a blow."

"There are many things you don't know," I said.

"Stop posing, you haven't defeated me yet!" Although he said so, he seemed to be afraid, but his eyes were still sharp. "Why did you come to Beaver Pharmaceutical?"

"There is something wrong with Beaver Pharmaceutical, I came to investigate it," I said.

"What to investigate?" he asked.

"Ask each time," I said, "It's your turn. Why did you suddenly lead the team, disguised as some security guards, and mixed into the security guards of Beaver Pharmaceutical?"

"Do you think criminals like you are qualified to be 'asked and asked' with our police?" He said coldly, "There is indeed a small group of people in our Public Security Bureau. Because your actions have had a good impact on Beaver City in the results, you are an Avenger, a private law sanctioner, or even a shitty dark hero, but I never think so! Because I can see that you don't care about kindness or justice from the bottom of your heart. You just have your own private purpose, so you just bite dogs with those psychic criminals! Isn't that the case?"

I didn't say anything.

"Only a few confused policemen will support you, but do you know how our criminal psychology profiler in the Public Security Bureau evaluates you?" he continued, "They call you monsters that create panic, and they know that what you like most is people's fear. Because from beginning to end, you are just a mental illness that pursues other people's fear of themselves. The more others are afraid of you, the more satisfied you are. You just want to see them reveal twisted faces and tears of despair as you slowly approach. You are deeply trapped in it and can't extricate yourself."

I didn't say anything.

"The reason you only use other criminals as prey is because there is still some humanity in your heart." He looked at me like a terminally ill person, "But when can you continue? Your roots are wrong, and you will deteriorate sooner or later! And I will never trust people like you."

"Have you finished speaking?"
Chapter completed!