Chapter 42: The Tale of Things
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"You knew it was me?" Gan Yao quietly looked at the person who was firmly tied to the chair, "Then why are you still ......?" β
"Since you've deliberately placed people around me,." The young man in his thirties kept moving his body slightly, and finally leaned back in a relatively comfortable position, "You are people who would rather kill by mistake than let go." β
"If you're willing to listen to me and stay away from me, you'll be exposed a little slower."
"What's the matter if it's a day later, it's a day sooner or sooner. That's a good credit for catching me, right? This kind of good thing should naturally be cheap friends. β
"But there's no way I'm going to get any news from you, am I?"
"I'm pretty tight-mouthed." The young man's face showed a look of nostalgia, "Do you know why my teacher chose me to inherit his mantle?" Because my talent is 'resistant', hypnosis, psychic inducing, or hallucinogenic drugs are of little use to me - oh yes, I don't care if you do it, and I'm not afraid of pain, although watching myself tortured may be a little emotional...... As long as I don't want to tell, all the secrets can only follow me to the grave. β
ββ¦β¦ What you told me before isn't your real name, right? Gan Yao also leaned back in his chair and sighed, "Occasionally I think about it...... What is the point of living for people like us? β
"Of course it makes sense." The young man chuckled softly, "Since I came here seven years ago, do you know how much information I have sent?" Oh yes, there's something about you too, but it's rare...... I've been getting a lot of news about you lately, but unfortunately I can't send it out. β
"Regrets?"
"It's okay." The young man smiled very cheerfully, "There is no end to people's greed, and there will always be new regrets." β
"You're really a role model for my generation."
"You're welcome." If it weren't for him being tied up, Gan Yao believed that he would definitely give up his hand like a chivalrous man like before, "You're not bad,."
This awkward way of talking has never happened between two people before. Gan Yao glanced at the wall clock and confirmed that he had no more time to waste, before he asked in a low voice, "...... Are we still friends? β
"Of course." The young man replied cheerfully, "You were drunk that time, and you told me about your most memorable dream, do you remember?" You said that you dreamed that you were living alone in a log cabin in the forest, like a sleeping beauty in a fairy tale, stupidly waiting for someone to visit. β
"What else did I say?"
"You said, I didn't expect that people like myself would have an innocent and cute side like a little girl." The young man closed his eyes slightly, as if in earnest recollection, "I replied that I thought your description was romantic...... I would like to visit. β
"You-" Gan Yao covered his face and gasped, "This is the last time we'll see each other." As your friend, I can fulfill a wish for you...... As far as I can. β
"I have two wishes." The young man paused, "You won't have the opportunity to fulfill the first wish for me, and you can't understand the second wish." β
ββ¦β¦ If someone comes to you, I will guide him. β
"And let him fall into your trap?"
"It's up to him." Gan Yao barely pulled out an ugly smile, "You can't be too hard for me, can you?" β
"Yes, then I'd better thank you in advance for my hapless colleague."
Gan Yao stood up abruptly and walked a few steps to the door, but in the end he couldn't help but turn around, just in time to bump into the young man's smiling eyes.
"Goodbye." Said the young man.
Gan Yao slammed the door slammed on.
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"Brother Ren, who did you say was the guy who dared to pull out our receiver openly?"
"A man who is tired of living." A muscular man about two meters tall strode to the front, "This is clearly telling us that he is there, I don't know if that person is too stupid or he is provocative." 35xsβ
"It's almost here, just around the corner. I guess that little bunny didn't expect us to come so soon. β
"There seems to be some movement." Ren Shijing's voice was very low, with a kind of resonance like a whirl.
In a trance, he seemed to see a somewhat familiar door panel suddenly emerge from the corner, and then ......
Flew over.
The two younger brothers in the back screamed in an instant, Ren Shijing looked at the door panel that came vertically towards the door, only took a slight step, took it with both hands, and was forced to take two steps back by the huge momentum
No, the weight is wrong.
Before he could put down the door panel with inexplicable wings, he suddenly felt that the thing in his hand seemed to suddenly weigh a thousand pounds, so that he couldn't straighten his waist, so he could only grit his teeth and gradually lean back, until he lost his center of gravity and fell to the ground.
Ling Shucheng, who had been curled up and hung behind the door, rolled like a cat, flipped over his face through the door panel, and at the same time quickly raised his hand twice and ran to the next corner in an instant.
The abnormal gravity field was lifted, and Ren Shijing, who fell to the ground, kicked open the door panel in front of him, sat up panting, looked back at the two little brothers behind him who had a hole in his eyebrows, and stood still for ten seconds.
The man hung behind the door he had unloaded, and pounced on him.
The ability to control gravity all the way and manipulate everything as if it were your own "flying carpet"?
Ren Shijing moved his neck, stepped over the two corpses on the ground, first took two steps unhurriedly, and then suddenly accelerated violently, running in the alley like an arrow full of bowstrings.
This is an interesting opponent! He suddenly became excited.
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"It's almost certain that it's that guy." Zong Changjing's voice poured into everyone's minds through the headset, "Now, immediately block this floor, everyone will act separately according to the usual group, once you see it, don't think about anything else, shoot it on the spot." β
The chandelier above his head suddenly slammed into the ground, and the yellow T-shirt, who was listening to the captain's teachings, scratched his head before reacting, and panicked in the dark groping for the flashlight function on the ID.
He had just gotten a job as a policeman with a donation, and he could only pick up a uniform from a senior who was likely to die prematurely, and it was loose and didn't fit well, so he didn't wear it at all, and only carried it in a bag and carried it in his hand; Not to mention any professional equipment, a rookie like him is basically dying when he rashly deals with extremely vicious people.
He didn't want to die yet. So the hard work to get the money from the donor is not just to be able to live more comfortably in the future.
So he quietly broke away from the group and turned back home along the main road of the public hall where normal bandits would not pass.
But even if he lacks the heart and eyes like him, he will not be naΓ―ve to think that the lamp above his head is at this point and suddenly vigorously defected to Mother Earth.
His hands were shaking constantly, and he hadn't touched the switch of the flashlight for a long time. If it weren't for the fact that he had seen corpses a few times a few days ago and vomited a few times to practice his courage, he might have urinated his pants in the dark.
The sound of "pop" was particularly harsh in the silence, and the white flashlight happened to shine on the man in front of him with a cold face and misty eyes, and the yellow T-shirt almost screamed - he didn't scream because the man in front of him pressed his mouth hard at the right time, and his eyes were full of warning.
Ling Shucheng couldn't help but squint at the sudden bright light, he didn't know that it made him look a little more terrifying.
Huang T-shirt felt the other party's blade-like gaze, and almost knelt down weakly, but unfortunately he was always held by the other party, and he couldn't kowtow if he wanted to.
At the same time, Ling Shucheng was also looking at him suspiciously. If it weren't for the fact that the yellow T-shirt had a headset pinned to his ear that was playing someone's blood, spitting and screaming to arrest him, he would probably have thought he had caught the wrong person.
"Give me the headphones." Ling Shucheng whispered.
The yellow T-shirt ripped off the headphones too violently, causing him to scream in pain, and then held it in the palm of his hand that kept shaking, offering treasure as if it was for Ling Shucheng.
Ling Shucheng looked at him and was stunned for a moment, temporarily pinned the gun in his hand, took the headphones, looked up and down the yellow T-shirt again, and asked, "Don't you have a uniform?" β
"Yes, yes......" The voice of the yellow T-shirt shook to a certain electronic rhythm, and he took off the bag on his arm with one hand, and lowered his head again and offered it with both hands.
Ling Shucheng felt as if he was searching for people's fat and people's ointment, took the bag with a stiff face, pulled it out and compared it on himself, and asked, "You have recruited a lot of new people recently?" β
"Yes, yes, yes." The tone of the yellow T-shirt was very aggrieved, "Please...... IβI'm just on the job, and you have a lot to spare my dog's life......"
Ling Shucheng's face was relieved, and he seemed to sigh, and patted the shoulder of the yellow T-shirt with all his strength, but he still jumped on the spot in fright.
"To make it easy for you." His neck hurt and a second before his consciousness fell into a coma, Huang T-shirt heard Ling Shucheng whisper.
Ling Shucheng dressed without any obstacles in the dark, while carefully listening to the personnel layout in the headphones.
The two groups that came to arrest him were apparently ...... He glanced again at the yellow T-shirts he had rested against the wall, or three batches. A group of people who are obviously quite professional, led by the strong man who is very fit to play basketball, is obviously fatal; The second group is quite professional policemen, who don't listen very much to the instructions of the captain of the sect who talks non-stop in the headphones, and occasionally there are one or two paddlings, who don't seem to be very interested in his life; And the third batch, which is obviously a temporary job like a yellow T-shirt, is estimated to be tired and prostration after running 800 meters, and the psychological quality is needless to mention, uh, Ling Shucheng hopes that he has not left him any psychological shadow, so that people will not dare to walk at night for the rest of their lives.
It seems that someone has discovered from the surveillance that this side has suddenly fallen into a dark situation, and Ling Shucheng heard the various team leaders in the headset arguing about who should take the lead.
There wasn't much time left for him to hang out. Ling Shucheng meticulously buttoned up his hat, thinking in his heart about going back to Yuan Sui to ask for a few more practical skills in cross-dressing.
Fortunately, he guessed that the other party still didn't know what he looked like, whether it was this face that hadn't shaved for five days, or his original face that "is estimated to be very advantageous for admitting female prisoners' confessions".