The mercenaries didn't understand, but Si Mingyu knew that the other party was using telekinesis to deflect the incoming bullets. The white man's use of telekinesis was very sophisticated, only responding to bullets that could hit him and ignoring those that flew past his ears, thus conserving his telekinesis to the greatest extent possible.
The white man ran because he hadn't anticipated the enemy's presence and immediate shooting after his miss. Caught off guard, his telekinesis and focus were completely focused on intercepting the bullets, leaving him no time to inflict damage on the mercenaries. If he didn't run or find a more advantageous position, he would be dead if his telekinesis was depleted.
You have to know that the opponents are eight elite soldiers armed with automatic weapons and have the advantage of the first move. Most of the psychics before the sixth level are typically strong in offense but weak in defense. He is not a body-strengthening type who can charge under bullets.
Si Mingyu wasn't worried at all when he saw the other person running away. Luo Jinghui was a telekinetic type, and the two of them had fought many actual battles, so he was the most familiar with the telekinetic type, and knew that he could suppress the other person, who was a fifth-level Yuheng realm.
The white man was obviously professionally trained. After running more than ten meters, he hid behind a service counter. In his opinion, as long as he could catch his breath, the other ten or so people would not be a problem at all.
The mercenaries felt that with so many people shooting, the white man had actually been forced to hide behind cover. Wasn't this embarrassing in front of their boss? So they fired more frantically.
Before the white man could catch his breath, he discovered that the service desk was just a wooden board covered with leather. It looked like it was made of iron and could not stop the bullets at all. He had no time to fight back and ran back.
Bang! A sniper rifle bullet was fired, but was deflected away by the white man's telekinesis.
Even the sniper rifles weren't working. The mercenaries realized there was something fishy about the people they were dealing with; no wonder their bullets couldn't hit them. But these people were known for their relentless killing spree, and the situation was truly bizarre. Even if the devil Satan truly appeared before them, they would still empty their magazines.
At this moment, the airport security saw this situation and did not dare to step forward except to desperately call the police. Not to mention the security guards, even the airport police did not dare to step forward.
Tribal conflict is one thing, and fighting foreign mercenaries is another. The former is a fight between nobodies, the latter a life-or-death struggle. Why risk your life for just a few hundred dollars a year? Of course, the more important thing is that these mercenaries have been pursuing a single individual. If it's a vendetta, the police won't intervene.
The white man was also very depressed at the moment. He finally ran behind a pillar, but the airport terminal was not big and his mercenaries began to attack from the side. If this continued, he would be killed even if he ran outside, after all, there was more space outside.
So at this time, he didn't care about hiding his identity. He pulled out the assault rifle from his bag and started shooting at the mercenaries. At the same time, he used telekinesis to grab a mercenary's neck from a distance and strangled him to death.
Bang! The sniper rifle bullet hit the side of the pillar. The splashing cement debris interrupted the white man's supernatural power, and frightened him so much that he quickly retreated. His current supernatural power could deflect ordinary bullets while dealing with a mercenary, but he couldn't deflect sniper rifle bullets and cause damage to the opponent at the same time.
"There's something wrong with the other side. I suddenly couldn't breathe, as if someone was strangling my neck." The attacked mercenary informed his teammates of the situation as soon as he was rescued.
"Everyone, pay attention. If you encounter a similar situation, retreat." Foster ordered.
The mercenaries were actually lucky they didn't carry grenades. Otherwise, the white man would have used telekinesis to remove the safety pins, and even if they weren't all killed, they would have suffered heavy losses. Different missions require different equipment. Carrying weapons and ammunition all over your body is just a show of cool; it only adds weight and reduces flexibility.
With a loud bang, a Hummer crashed through the glass door and rushed into the waiting hall.
Da~! Da~! Da~!
The m2hb heavy machine gun on the roof of the car fired crazily at the white man.
Mercenaries couldn't just lock their cars and enter like civilians; they had to leave two people behind to guard the vehicle and its ammunition. Foster immediately called for backup after noticing the white man's abnormality. In his opinion, no one was invulnerable; the reason they couldn't do anything to him was simply because they lacked firepower.
The white man's telekinesis was ultimately no match for the 12.7mm heavy machine gun fire. The force and sheer number of bullets were simply too much. He was wearing a bulletproof vest, but it was like paper against the heavy machine gun, and was shot through like a sieve.
"Stop! Stop!" Foster quickly stopped the heavy machine gunner, as it would be difficult to identify the person if he was beaten to pieces.
Half of the white man's body had been destroyed. Even if he was a zombie, he would have been dead. But fortunately, his head was still preserved. Foster took someone to confirm it and found that he was indeed dead.
Si Mingyu was protected by Wan Chongshan and others as soon as the incident happened. This is why the three of them did not join in the hunt for the white man. Protecting the employer is the first priority for bodyguards.
During the gunfight, Si Mingyu called Manager Wang of the oil and gas company and briefly told him about the attack. In addition to calling for reinforcements, he also asked Manager Wang to greet the officials of the country. After all, he was the attacked party and it was legitimate defense, so he didn't want to cause misunderstandings.
Manager Wang was also scared when he received the call. Si Mingyu was attacked twice during his two visits. This was really bad luck. So he quickly contacted the patrol team and notified the country's officials.
"Mr. Si, the attacker has been killed." Foster came over to report.
"Take me over to take a look. I've already contacted someone to come and deal with it. You just need to be on guard." Si Mingyu said.
"Okay, boss."
Although it was his first time witnessing such a bloody scene, it was nothing to Si Mingyu, who had personally killed an attacker in Hong Kong. He used his phone to take photos of the white man from multiple angles and sent them to Luo Jinghui. The "company" would handle matters involving people with special abilities.
After a while, the other party replied: "Secure the scene, someone will handle it."
Less than half an hour later, soldiers and patrol vehicles arrived at the airport to handle the aftermath. Airport staff were summoned by the officer in charge, who later returned to inform the passengers that this was a terrorist operation. The passengers understood, as similar incidents had occurred in the country before.
At the same time, a transport plane carrying relevant personnel flew here.
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