At this time, the mercenaries took a long breath, and the nervousness seemed to ease now, just now, the scumbag man's behavior almost scared them into peeing their pants, and the explosion was not a very fun thing.

Roger shook his hand and put the gun away, looking at so many mercenaries with guns, Roger has ambitions, and he can't use it, unless he ....., Roger squinted at the scumbag with the explosives bag tied to his body on the ground, and smiled lightly.

"Well, since one has been eliminated, and an innocent one has died to kill Matt, then let's tie eight points!"

"Flat eight? What the? ”

Roger knew in his heart that this group of people would not count him, but the paper couldn't contain the fire, and Roger was furious, and his face burned red. Tempers always have to be vented.

The mercenaries seemed to know that Lorger would not obey, so they had already taken Roger away from his gun early.

At this moment, Roger was empty-handed, and he could only clench his fists, and his bones 'creaked'. However, these people still did not give up and ordered to take the lead again.

"What? Empty-handed, what to block! ”

"Take your life!"

The man said solemnly, the sharpness in his eyes projecting at Roger without hesitation, and the corners of his mouth grinned.

It's not a good thing, and if these people die, they deserve it.

Roger already hated this group of people in his heart, and he really wanted to see this group of people die.

After a while, they moved all their assets into the big bags and small bags they brought, these people had smiles on their faces, smiles like never before, it seemed that they would never be so happy in their lives, they had been mercenaries for so many years, and they had received countless amounts of money, but in total, there was not so much.

Adult's mind is very complicated, how can it be as simple as a mere eight points, Roger has insight into the thinking of everyone present, and found that they are all dissatisfied with the average eight points, and even think about how to get all the assets, so that their children and grandchildren will not worry about money.

Roger uses his mental power to spy on other people's thinking space, and the boundless power makes Roger feel that the ability of 'mind control' is not limited to this. How to completely control the whole person's thinking, Roger is still slowly studying.

Concentrating his mind and sprinkling the invisible ability into the man's mind, the invisible ability slowly covered the space of his mind, and Roger was pleased to find that the man who was trying to control him suddenly stopped.

"Hey, what are you doing while you're walking?"

The short-haired man who followed him thought something was happening, raised the gun in his hand in a panic, and looked around, but did not find any zombies. Flustered, he couldn't figure out what the man had stopped for, but he didn't speak.

There seemed to be no expression on the man's face, and he stared at the short-haired man with two large eyes.

Next..... What's next?

Roger questioned from the bottom of his heart, since he could control it, he should let this person do things according to his own way of thinking. Roger focused his mind again, and Roger consciously grasped the ability traction line injected into the man's four-dimensional space.

Roger 'swooped' his consciousness into the ability traction line.

"You bastard thing!"

Looking at the short-haired man in front of him, the man spat directly on the short-haired man's face after insulting.

The short-haired man was spat in the face for some reason, and his anger instantly surged to his brain, raising his gun and shouting at the person's head:

"Are you tired of being alive or something, you dare to spit on me!"

"I'm tired of living, how about it, kill me!"

The man snorted with disdain on his face and continued to spit on the short-haired man's face.

Angry and irritable, the man fell to the ground with a bullet hole in his head.

The short-haired man was in a hurry, his trembling hands were mixed with sweat, his vicious eyes fell on the corpse on the ground, and his mood was extremely impatient.

"That's where you spit on me, MD."

Roger was even more annoyed, "I finally succeeded in controlling one, and you shot him to death!"

"What are you stunned about? Don't go yet! ”

As he spoke, the short-haired man pointed a gun at Roger in the head.

Loger's temper also came up, "Take away the gun in your hand, you can't afford to mess with Lao Tzu!" ”

"What?"

The short-haired man looked shocked, Lao Tzu?

"Lao Tzu, right! You call you Lao Tzu in front of me, I...."

Pulling the trigger, the bullet 'whoosh' shot out, the short-haired man was instantly stunned, his eyes couldn't believe it, how his arm was raised, holding the gun and shooting at the ceiling, briefly confused, and his body was completely out of his control.

"What's wrong with me when you're Lao Tzu?"

The corners of Roger's mouth squeezed, his eyes twitched, and he said disdainfully: "If I had a son like you, I would have strangled you to death!" ”

"What do you say? You ....."

The short-haired man raised the gun again, and at this time, the short-haired man's face changed suddenly, and similarly, the other man held the gun at the short-haired man, and the man's face was also expressionless, and his eyes were dull and gray. This man has the same speaking lines as Roger: "What's wrong with me when you're a son?" ”

The short-haired man's eyes were wide open, and the muzzle of the black hole suddenly erupted from a crimson flame.

'Bang! ’

As the gunfire rang, Roger watched as five mercenaries surrounded a petite male mercenary, pointing at the short-haired man who was already dying.

"You killed him, why did you kill him?"

"I ..... I didn't kill him, I didn't kill him, I didn't kill anyone. The man held his head and looked innocent. Curled up in place, motionless.

"I don't admit to killing someone."

"Kill him, whoever is the eldest of us!"

The older veteran pointed to the man huddled to the side and said with considerable momentum.

The remaining four people looked at each other, and after moving the trigger at the curled up man with their guns, they exclaimed, "I killed you!" ”

"I killed it, I was the first to shoot."

"It's me!"

The four hired men almost tore their faces, and the scene was extremely exciting and beautiful.

Roger sat and watched the play, laughing from time to time. It means it's funny.

"Have you laughed enough?"

Roger retracted his smile and turned to see that the young veteran had picked up his gun and pointed it at him again.

"No, I'm innocent, I didn't do anything, your own civil war, don't involve me!"

Roger pretended to be a melon-eating crowd who didn't know the truth.

"You really don't know anything? You're not going to do any magic to fascinate them, they weren't what they are now! ”

"Don't, I don't have that much ability, but don't charge me with all the charges, am I not the substitute ghost you caught temporarily, what can I do?"

The veteran frowned when he heard this, then put down the gun in his hand, and relaxed the full vigilance he had just mentioned, "It's good that you know your own identity, follow me obediently, maybe I can let you survive." ”