Hunter: I'm really not a mind remover

Chapter 8 seems to be both joyful and satisfying.

The arrival of the man instantly changed the atmosphere in the courtyard of the temple.

The aura formed by "Qi" can show the emotional fluctuations of the person with the ability of mind to the maximum extent.

At this moment, the man's aura exuded a cold killing intent.

In front of this aura that has been exaggerated by murderous intent, Monica, as an ordinary person, suffered a lot.

And Moyou was not affected, he hid his breath as much as possible in the dark and waited for the opportunity to move.

The man walked towards Monica like this.

From stepping into the atrium to now, the man's eyes have been on Monica without any change.

He walked up to Monica, smiled and said, "Do you know why I didn't kill you?"

Monica's face was ashen, and she could only stare at the "monster" she thought was approaching step by step.

Shocked by her murderous aura, it can be said that she has completely lost her ability to think, and naturally she does not have the ability to answer the man's questions.

"Don't you even have the energy to guess?"

Seeing Monica's reaction, the smile on the man's face grew stronger:

"It doesn't matter, I like chatting the most. In the next limited time, let me tell you the reason unilaterally. The reason why I didn't kill you directly is of course..."

In the middle of the conversation, the man was like a tiger and leopard that suddenly exploded, and rushed towards Moyou who was hiding in the dark corner.

From this moment on, it doesn't matter whether it was unnecessary to say "know why I didn't kill you" to Monica just now.

And it doesn't matter whether the fact of "like chatting" is true or not.

What the man wants is to attract and manipulate Moyou's attention through words, and then quickly end the fight.

"..."

Facing the man's sudden attack, Moyou's face showed an uncontrollable panic.

Suddenly, Moyou's reaction was noticed by the man.

"It turned out to be just a little ghost."

The man sneered disdainfully, and hit Moyou's vitals as fast as he could with his right fist.

The fatal attack was approaching, Moyou seemed to be frightened, and hurriedly backed away to avoid the attack, but as a result, he seemed to trip over something and fell to the ground.

This also caused the man's violent attack to fail.

However, Moyou, who fell to the ground, had obviously lost any ability to counterattack.

Unless he has a sharp weapon that can extend the attack distance in his hand, what awaits him will be the man's second round of fatal offensive.

But Moyo was obviously unarmed.

After all...

At best, the little ghost in front of him is just a rookie who has just glimpsed the ability of mind and doesn't know what fighting is, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

"Surely you think I think so?"

The man suddenly restrained his disdainful smile, and pointed his cold eyes like poisonous snakes at Moyou's hands on the ground.

At this moment, Moyou, who fell to the ground, took out a long and sharp western-style kitchen knife hidden under the rag, and immediately stabbed straight at the man's right wrist, which was in the punching posture.

This is the part that Moyou can attack the fastest.

It's just that the man didn't take it lightly from the very beginning, and even noticed Moyou's small movements at the first time, so how could he be stabbed.

It's perfectly fine to dodge—

However, in order to end the battle more quickly and concisely, this man, who seemed to enjoy killing, spread his right palm and took the initiative to meet the western-style kitchen knife that Moyou stabbed.

puff!

The sharp blade pierced through the man's palm, spattering a lot of blood.

However, the man remained expressionless, instead of withdrawing his hand, he pressed down on the blade with all his might.

While the blood was splattering, the entire palm just slid from the blade to the handle.

Immediately afterwards, the man seemed to feel no pain, and firmly held Moyou's knife-holding hand with the bloody palm pierced by the kitchen knife.

"The energy I can release is much higher than yours, so from the moment I control you, you have lost everything. Come on, let me see how panicked you really are."

The man looked calm, as long as he wanted, the other hand floating with "Qi" could put Moyou to sleep at any time.

Even a person with no ability can be dealt with without using abilities.

Even being a brat can bring a little sense of accomplishment.

Moyou struggled tentatively, but because he had less "display strength" than the opponent, the struggle had no effect.

However, the opponent's vigilance was so high that he was surprised, and the courage and ruthlessness of exchanging injuries for the basis of victory should not be underestimated.

This guy...is more troublesome than he appears on the surface.

"It turns out that you deliberately said so much nonsense to Monica, not just to distract me, but because you really like chatting."

Moyou sighed softly, not calm and calm, but he did not show the panic and panic that a man wants to see.

The man stared at Moyou's reaction, and said coldly: "It seems that I underestimated you. In the next life, don't stand out casually. That way you can live longer."

"It's as if if I don't make a move, you will let me go. Your aura has exposed your bad nature unreservedly."

"Tsk, is it that obvious?"

The man said quietly: "Indeed, after seeing your anger, I have already regarded you as a prey."

Before he finished speaking, he punched Moyou directly to the vitals.

Moyou, who was under control, seemed inevitable, but what he was waiting for was the moment when the other party killed him.

Just when the fierce fist was about to shatter Moyou's head, a pair of black hands that appeared at an unknown time first protruded from both sides of the man's cheeks, then covered the man's face, and folded back abruptly.

Click!

The man's head was folded back by the black hands, and the throat bone broke and pierced the skin, bringing out a large amount of blood.

"Ok?"

The sudden change made the man's expression freeze instantly, and doubts clung to his head like wildly growing vines.

what happened?
He wanted to say something, but he could only make an unknown sound like a leak, and soon turned into a corpse and fell to the ground.

The shadow dummy that appeared behind the man out of thin air slowly withdrew his hands, and then returned to the normal shadow under Moyou's command.

First, create a layered illusion to hide the existence of the shadow dummy, and then let the shadow dummy show up at the most critical moment to perform a one-hit kill.

So the battle ended in less than 1 minute.

Moyou looked down at the man's body, feeling some inexplicable emotion brewing in his heart.

It seems to be happy, but also seems to be satisfied.

"It's weird, I'm sure I don't like killing people, but why does it feel that way?"

Moyou raised his index finger to his chin, and said to himself in doubt:

"Is it because I saw this guy fall into a pre-arranged trap step by step? Or because I solved a problem without too much effort? The thrill of a game speedrunning?"

"By the way, I don't even know the name of this guy, and he still has the ability to read... Uh, does he have the ability to read?"

"Forget it, it doesn't matter."

Moyou shook his head slightly, then looked at the man's body again.

The feeling of victory just now has been echoing in my heart.

The battle of mind ability is really interesting, as long as you successfully plant a foreshadowing, you can end the battle in an instant.

And I can still get stronger...

Thinking of this, Mo You smiled unconsciously.

And Monica saw the end of the man and the smile on Moyou's face, and felt cold all over.

(End of this chapter)