Infinite nonsense

"Is this guy... dead or not?" Zhang Yehui patted the dust on his body and squinted his eyes to look up at the fireball in the sky.

"Qiao Jing, I think it's better to bandage the wound now." Yang Mo looked at Qiao Jing's body and said worriedly.

Zhang Yehui turned around and looked at the blood dripping from the broken index finger of Qiao Jing and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"Don't worry, he's almost used to this little injury."

"Look, Mo." Qiao Jing raised his hand and smiled at Yang Mo.

"Huh?" Yang Mo couldn't help but stare at his palm with wide eyes.

"The finger that was still dripping with blood just now...why did it suddenly heal?!"

"Intact, right?" Qiao Jing waved his hand in front of Yang Mo and smiled.

"What...what is the principle of this?!" Yang Mo looked at the fingers without any scars in front of him and said in shock.

"A recovery mechanism of Infinite game. As long as the system thinks that the competition is over, it will give the winner a certain amount of physical recovery." Qiao Jing watched the burns on his body gradually recede and raised his head to look at the fireball in the air.

"The outcome has been decided."

"I didn't expect that a fellow preparatory player was actually a killer sent by the "public security". I really learned a lot..." Zhang Yehui crossed his arms and said with emotion.

"I'm afraid there will be many more things like this in the future. With such powerful players succumbing to the control of the public security, it can only be said that things are becoming more and more complicated." Zhang Qiaojing said with a smile.

I didn’t expect that there would be preparatory players searching for our traces for the police. Looking at it now, not only should we beware of police patrols and pursuits in the future, but even preparatory players should be more cautious.

Yang Mo couldn't help but feel a little heavy in his heart.

"I wonder how mom is doing now..."

"Don't worry, she is safe now. The real police have protected her. For a long time, the "public security" will not take action against the relatives of the players who have not been caught."

"That's good." Yang Mo felt relieved.

"Anyway, find a car and leave quickly. Being delayed is not a good thing after all." Zhang Yehui turned around and left.

"I'm going to see if there are any good cars in the parking lot first." Zhang Ye waved his hand behind his back.

"Oh, we'll wait for you."

"Okay, let's go to another place to rest first." Qiao Jing stretched and said in a tired tone.

"it is good."

Yang Mo looked at Qiao Jing and smiled, then out of the corner of his eye he noticed the blue pupils shrinking sharply.

"Be careful!!!"

In a matter of seconds, Qiao Jing opened his eyes and looked at the figure standing in front of him.

"Yang...Mo."

Qiao Jing looked at Yang Mo, who was standing in front of him, and his pupils slowly widened.

"Why..." Yang Mo's pupils trembled slightly and a few mouthfuls of blood spurted out from his mouth, looking at the person in front of him in disbelief.

"Why do you do this, Uncle Qiu!"

Yang Mo's body, which he was supporting with difficulty, finally collapsed and fell to his knees.

"Okay, let's take care of one of them." Qiu Xin said expressionlessly while holding up the shiny black pistol.

"It's so dangerous... It's really too dangerous. I thought maybe I would be killed in your hands." Qiu Xin said with a grin.

"You..." Qiao Jing looked at Qiu Xin in front of him and seemed to understand something.

"Why am I standing here? Why am I not dead but occupying the body of this police officer? Do you want to ask this?"

"Qiu Xin" walked slowly towards Qiao Jing.

Qiao Jing frowned and stared at "Qiu Xin" walking towards him.

"Let me tell you, because I "copied" your ability." "Qiu Xin" loaded the pistol and smiled.

what? !

Qiao Jing looked at "Qiu Xin" with slight surprise.

"Your third ability."

"Qiu Xin" raised his pistol, pointed it at Qiao Jing and fired with a smile.

"Oops... Yang Mo no longer has the ability to cooperate..." Qiao Jing's pupils gradually enlarged as he watched the bullets flying towards him with blazing fire.

Yang Mo suddenly turned around and pushed Qiao Jing to the ground with both hands.

"Yang...Yang Mo?!" Qiao Jing reacted and looked at Yang Mo who was leaning on his abdomen and said in surprise.

"Why are you so sudden?" Qiao Jing subconsciously prepared to help Yang Mo up.

"Ah..." Qiao Jing's hands seemed to touch something.

"Blood......"

Qiao Jing's pupils narrowed as he looked at his blood-stained hands.

Could it be that after Mo Mo was shot just now, he predicted that this guy would shoot me, so he used his precognition ability to push himself away...

"Qiao Jing...are you okay!?" Yang Mo said anxiously, grabbing Qiao Jing's sleeve.

Qiao Jing looked into Yang Mo's eyes, shook his head and smiled.

"I'm fine, don't worry."

"That's good......"

Yang Mo's eyelids were as heavy as weights and he gradually closed his eyes.

"Mo, wait for me for five minutes. In five minutes, I will kill this beast to the death." Qiao Jing gently placed Yang Mo's head on the ground.

"Let's leave here together when the time comes." Qiao Jing stood up and said in a deep voice, opening his cross-star-like pupils.

"What a loud tone! Let's not talk about whether you have this ability or not. I'm afraid the energy of the three abilities you used before has disappeared?!" "Qiu Xin" laughed while holding the gun.

"Really...you can give it a try."

There seemed to be some kind of aura bursting out around Qiao Jing, and the dust in the air stopped around him as if solidified.

"Qiu Xin" narrowed his eyes and noticed the changes around him.

"The surrounding aura has changed? What a strong concentration... Could it be that the surrounding environment is also highly concentrated due to the influence of the ability..."

"Qiu Xin" seemed to realize something and looked at Qiao Jing with wide eyes.

On this guy! ?

It's impossible, it's impossible. How could this kid reach the level where he can affect reality in less than two months after getting the Infinity Device?

"But this feeling...what's going on with this suffocating feeling..."

"Qiu Xin" felt restless in his heart.

"Didi! Didi!!!"

"Asshole!!! Go to hell!!!"

"Qiu Xin" turned his head to look at the dazzling white light in front of him and squinted his eyes slightly.

Bang! ! ! !

Qiu Xin looked at the car rushing towards him, slowly raised his pistol and fired several shots.

The explosion exploded instantly, and fire burst out again everywhere.

"I've only been away for a few minutes...what the hell is going on! Zhang Qiaojing, please explain to me quickly!!"

A few meters away, Zhang Yehui stretched out his right hand and gasped while looking at Qiu Xin, who had not moved at all.

"The battle failed. He used some kind of ability to copy my third ability and seemed to transfer his consciousness to this police officer."

"Yang Mo also discovered the abnormality and protected me. Now he is seriously injured and is in a coma." The environment around Qiao Jing seemed to be a little hot as he spoke.

"Mo was shot in the lower abdomen but not to the fatal position. I have already calculated that I will kill him after five minutes and send him to the hospital immediately."

The surrounding air began to stir, and the tiny dust became increasingly hot and white, forming countless red particles floating in the air.

"Then why don't you let me send him there now.?!"

Zhang Yehui became confused.

Qiao Jing slowly opened his cross-star-like pupils and stared at "Qiu Xin" in the distance.

“After those five minutes, I wanted to practice the idea that popped into my head.”