The three words Infernal Affairs originally came from Buddhism.

Buddha said. "Suffering from the body will never die, and longevity is the great calamity in the infernal hell."

The meaning of this phrase, to be explained in the simplest terms, is the hope of eternal liberation - immortality, but eternal liberation.

It's just that after the Hong Kong movie was named "Infernal Affairs", these three words became synonymous with spy and undercover.

To make a person suffer, it is very simple, scold him or hit him, or spit on him. However, this can only show that you are petty, and this loss is not too big, a bit of a city government, endure it and it will pass.

What if you want to kill each other at once? It's also very simple - just arrange an undercover agent by his side.

Maybe it takes a lot of time to lay out, so it's better to go up and scold the street. But I have to admit that as long as it succeeds, the other party will be forever unable to turn over.

Yan Murong seems to be impulsive, but his mind is also circulating, and usually scolding and fighting is just a momentary pleasure, disgusting and disgusting to the other party - now, he has been successfully provoked by a series of assassinations and kidnappings, so naturally he will not use this kind of painless means again.

If you want to play, you can play the second bigest, and you can't turn the other party over directly, and you can't jump out to trouble him anymore.

"Here, I've got a knife here." Yan Murong took out a scalpel from the medicine box, threw it in front of Mie Ozawa, and clicked it on her twice, recovering her strength before speaking. "Don't you agree, come on, pick it up and kill yourself - I heard that you island people like to play caesarean section suicide, and playing it once will give me a long experience."

Hearing Yan Murong's words, a flash of surprise flashed in Ozawa Mie's eyes, looking at the scalpel on the ground, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Pick it up." Yan Murong seemed to be waiting a little impatiently, and said urgingly. "The knife is a little smaller, but it's quite fast, and it is guaranteed to cut with one knife."

Humans are very strange creatures, and sometimes, the more you don't let him do anything, the more he will do it, but when you ask him to do it, he won't do it.

Mie Ozawa was stunned, she didn't understand how Yan Murong could suddenly let her commit suicide. But as a ninja, she also has a touch of pride and persistence. She couldn't move her hands and feet just now, and the poisonous fangs in her mouth were pulled out again, so she had no choice but to compromise. But now it's different, she wants to commit suicide, so Yan Murong gave her a knife - what a caring man.

It's okay, for the honor of the Ozawa family, let's be relieved.

Thinking about it, Mie Ozawa grabbed the scalpel on the ground and wiped it off on her neck.

"Hey, wait." Yan Murong grabbed Mie Ozawa's wrist and said dissatisfiedly. "What I want to watch is suicide by caesarean section, not to see you wipe your neck, never."

“――”

Mie Ozawa swore that if she could stand up now, she would pounce on her and use this scalpel to dig out the man's heart, liver, and lungs.

Do you want to see a caesarean section or not wipe your neck? Damn, do you think this is a movie? ――Even if you watch a movie, you have to watch whatever is shown in other people's movie theaters, and you have to pick and choose.

"Okay, okay, the lord is as you please, you are free." Seeing Mie Ozawa's expression, Yan Murong 'compromised', pursed her mouth, and motioned for her to hurry up.

“――”

Looking at the world, there are 199 countries in the world, with a population of more than 7 billion, and it is the first time she has encountered such a shameless and lowly man.

Okay, don't you want to see it, I'll satisfy you.

As soon as Mie Ozawa gritted her teeth, she ruthlessly grabbed the scalpel in her hand and wiped it on her neck.

A flash of light flickered, and the scalpel stopped less than a centimeter from her neck.

Yes, she can't do it, she's not ready to end her life.

Perhaps in the case of ghost killers, they will not hesitate to raise their hands and cut their own trachea. But Mie Ozawa is not a killer, she's just a ninja. To put it bluntly, it is a high-level thug in the island country.

She hesitated when the scalpel was about to touch her snow-white neck.

Is this going to die? Mie Ozawa thought that she was only twenty-three years old, which was the most beautiful age for a woman, so it was not cost-effective to end her life like this? So, she decisively stopped.

I'm not afraid, I just don't want this life to be worthless—Mie Ozawa comforted herself.

"Don't stop, I haven't seen blood yet." Yan Murong looked at Mie Ozawa with a playful smile on his face and said. "I told you that this scalpel is very fast, so you can rest assured and boldly wipe it down--are you afraid? It's okay, if you're scared, put the knife down, and do as I say, hello, I'm good. ”

"Dang Chang—"

The knife in Ozawa's hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Yes, she was indeed scared, and no matter how much she comforted herself, she couldn't hide the fact that she was afraid.

It's easy to kill people, but it's hard to kill yourself.

Yan Murong also saw the hesitation in her eyes, so he used the method of agitation to provoke her - Yan Murong was gambling, but he was always so lucky that he won the bet again.

But then again, what if he doesn't win? It's just a lost opportunity, and Mie Ozawa's life or death has nothing to do with him at all.

"Figured it out?" Yan Murong laughed happily. "I knew you'd figure it out - don't worry, I won't do you any wrong. Although you are from an island country, I will not discriminate against you, and the grievances of the previous generation should not be put on our generation, right? ”

"What do you want me to do?" Mie Ozawa interrupted Yan Murong's words.

This man's mouth is really too good to speak, and after a while, he has risen to the level of the country and the nation, and if he continues to speak, he may not be able to say something.

"It's easy." Yan Murong looked at Dong Wuyan, who was standing aside without saying a word, just stunned with a face, and said. "What I used to do, just go back and continue to do something, and by the way, help me check the details of Toshiaki Mitsui and Toshitoshi Mitsui."

"You're going to deal with Mitsui's handsome young master?" Mie Ozawa asked in surprise.

"Don't ask what you shouldn't." Yan Murong said lightly.

"Yes, I see." Mie Ozawa nodded in response.

"That's good." Yan Murong grinned.

This island woman is really as obedient as the legend says.

"Since you're doing things for me now, there's no reason why I shouldn't help you heal your injuries." Yan Murong took out a small porcelain bottle from the medicine box, poured out a pill from it, and said. "Come, brother will award you a jelly bean."