This is not in vain.
The previous primary thought power and primary annihilation were also fiddled with in this way.
Now this experiment may be able to fiddle with powerful mental abilities, and it is also possible to change from an auxiliary method to an offensive method.
Mental ability may be ineffective against external enemies, but if it is used against enemies within humans, it is a top-notch weapon, far more powerful than guns and hot weapons.
If Luke had the full control ability of Kilgrave's original version of men and women, he would be able to live comfortably in this world even without a system.
That's the best choice for a low-key and behind-the-scenes big devil.
Of course, the system is better, you don’t need to intrigue and plot against others, just do your own thing well, and earn experience points hard to become stronger.
Thinking of this, he took one last look at Jessica, who was lying on the sofa with a smile on the corner of her mouth, almost falling asleep, shook her head and said with a smile, "I hope you are lucky."
In Jessica's situation, it would be better for her to live like this and be a little crazier.
It is even more unfortunate to feel pain and despair clearly.
Equal to her was Molly, who was also Kilgrave's victim, which is why he chose them as subjects.
They are like terminally ill patients. If they can't be cured, they might as well die. The most painful thing is to drag on.
Of course, this kind of thing that helps others make decisions is not honorable.
Luke will compensate these people in other ways.
However, after hesitating for a moment, he took out a pen and paper, wrote a message, and pasted it inside the shiny door.
People still need a little pressure, and alcoholics are no exception.
Taking advantage of the darkness, he walked out of the office and drove back towards his home.
Bang bang bang!
There were a few sporadic gunshots, and the distance was a little far away.
But the area around here is relatively open, and the sound of gunfire came over without any cover.
Luke speeded up the car slightly, approaching the place where the gunshots sounded.
If you meet a murderous gangster, it is a good income.
If the fire merges with the gangsters, then clean up both sides = good income x2.
He really doesn't mind if he earns a few hundred more experience points on the way home.
When he came outside an old garage, he could smell a strong smell of blood.
Even, a bloody smell moved here from more than a hundred meters away.
According to the trajectory of the smell, it should be that someone in a certain truck bleeds a lot and then entered here.
Of course, there is more bloody smell coming from the garage now, there are at least seven or eight people.
And the battle is over.
The gunshots that Luke heard just now were the end.
The miniature drone was released from the storage space and flew into the garage.
Looking at the figure on the screen, he froze for a moment, and then let out a long breath of relief: "Finally found you! Frank Custer."
For a moment, he almost wanted to laugh out loud.
This matter has almost become his heart disease.
Luke is not omnipotent, and he can't find anyone he wants, but Robert owes a big favor, and the only person he must protect is Frank.
Moreover, he also knew that Frank had suffered a huge change. His wife and children all died overnight, and he almost died, and then disappeared quietly.
He didn't dare to tell Robert the news at all, for he was afraid that Robert would have the idea of coming out of the mountain again.
Now, Frank Castor is alive.
If there is revenge, if there is resentment, if there is resentment, the right owner is not dead. Of course, if you want to take revenge, you have to do it with your own hands.
Luke has enough confidence to support this man, so Robert has to honestly stay at home with Catherine for the elderly.
After stopping the car, he walked into the garage, even humming a song: "... i think i did it again, i made you believe e're more than just friends..."
The middle-aged man who was checking whether there were fish that slipped through the net in the workshop of the garage frowned, turned around suddenly, and raised the shotgun in his hand to aim at the figure walking by the door.
However, he did not shoot.
The other party started humming a song more than 20 meters away, the voice was not loud, but it was not small.
Whether it was rampant or other reasons, it meant that the other party did not intend to engage in a sneak attack.
If you don't engage in sneak attacks, then something will happen.
He has killed countless people, but he will not kill innocent people indiscriminately.
As a result, the man in the gray-black hooded sweater stopped ten meters away and greeted him: "I've been looking for you for a long time, Francisco-Fortress, Gray Rabbit asked me to take him to say hello to you."
Frank Castor's heart moved, his expression remained indifferent: "Who are you?"
Luke chuckled: "You can call me puncher!"
Frank's face darkened, and the trigger in his hand was already on the verge of being pulled: "Are you investigating me?"
Luke: "Well, it seems that you need a little help to complete... revenge?"
He glanced at the corpses of several bandits around him: "If I'm not wrong."
Frank: "What do you know?"
Luke: "Your family has suffered major changes, they... hmm?"
boom!
The shotgun fired suddenly, but Luke's figure moved one meter to avoid the shot.
He said helplessly: "Hey, I told Gray Rabbit to ask me to help you, but you still fight!"
Frank's face was grim: "You are also one of them, so you know this!"
boom! boom! boom!
All three shots missed, and the bullets jingled the iron sheets and parts of the car all around.
Luke had already hid behind a truck in an instant, scratching his head a little: ... I also knew that something happened to your family.
Of course, he also understood what Frank meant.
It is almost impossible for people who have nothing to do with the death of his family to find out about him, because it has been almost two years.
In addition, Frank's mental problems are no less severe than Jessica's. Is it true that he wants to change his career to become a psychologist? Thinking in his heart, he jumped up lightly, borrowed strength from the side of the truck, and walked around to the rear of the truck.
And Frank just turned out from the front of the car.
boom!
The shot missed again.
Elementary sound wave + telepathic communication + basic hypnosis activation, Luke explained calmly: "It is Gray Rabbit who wants to contact you. I have been investigating for a long time before I found the records in the police station and hospital. And Gray Rabbit will never kill you. Your family?"
Frank's irritable mind seemed to be drenched with a glass of water, and he sobered up a lot in an instant.
The file of his discharge from the army is confidential, and Gray Rabbit is also working with him in a secret army.
The gangsters who killed his family are unlikely to have access to such top-secret information, they don't have that much skill.
No, those members of the gang didn't know his identity, let alone investigate this. Otherwise, if so many people were killed by him, these gangs should have suspected it long ago.
So... I hit the wrong person? Frank hesitated.
Luke continued to launch a mental attack with his mouth: "You at least let me finish my sentence. Fortunately, Gray Rabbit said that reporting his name can save my life. Why do you just shoot me when you come up?"
After hearing this, Frank hesitated even more.