Chapter Twenty-Seven: Murder and Punishment
"It's really troublesome...... the first thing the young man said when he walked into the hall was only three words, but the folding dagger in his hand flew up and down like magic, and I was dizzy when I saw it. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info I have to say that this young man who walked towards us as if he hadn't slept well for a few days and nights, his skill in playing with a dagger is really admirable.
"Yo? I've met an acquaintance! Jin Buchang laughed, and then recognized the young man with the head of the chicken nest: "What? Didn't you find the person you were looking for? It can't be accidentally eaten by a wolf, right? ”
The young man at the head of the chicken nest used his sleepy-eyed and slightly dull eyes to glance at Jin without changing his eyes and without replying, he stood directly beside the old man Mu, lowered his head by himself, and played with the dagger in his hand. And the four black suits that he was originally following him walked straight behind the chairs where Jin and I did not change, and stood with their heads bowed. In an instant, I realized that we were already in a difficult situation, and if we wanted to run or resist again, there was no chance of winning.
"Old man, I really don't like forcing people to do things for me. Because people who don't really do things for me often don't do things very well. "Old Man Mu was very sincere in his words, and gave us an ultimatum.
I frowned tightly to see that Jin Bu was not exchanged, this was our last chance, if we really turned our faces, it was difficult to predict what would happen next.
Jin Buchang gave me a smile on his face, to be honest, I really didn't understand what this look meant, but apparently he didn't intend to compromise at all.
I turned my head and gritted my teeth in my heart, just believe you once. took a deep breath and tried to suppress the uneasiness in his heart, and then politely spoke to Old Man Mu again: "Master Mu, it's not that we don't want to do this thing for you, it's just that we really can't do this thing." ”
"Good!" Old Man Mu snorted in a deep voice, completely losing his patience: "You said you can't do it, but I think you can do it, so can you do it?" I have a way to prove it, old man. ”
What? Prove it? Before I could react, a sudden huge force pressed my shoulders. The two black suits that were standing behind my chair were already holding my shoulders down.
No way! What the?! I desperately moved my body to break free, but I felt a heart-rending pain in my shoulder blades. The more intense the struggle, the more intense the pain became, penetrating my heart and making me almost faint.
"Young man, don't resist, learn more from your little fat friend, and you can suffer less." Old Man Mu's low and hoarse voice came again, and I turned my head to look at Jin Buchang, but I saw that he was also held down by the two of them, but he didn't resist, just sat there honestly with a frown.
"It's actually quite simple." Seeing that I had also given up resistance, Old Man Mu stretched out a shriveled palm and shook it, and continued slowly: "Each of you has ten fingers, and each time you cut off one, I will ask you once if you can do this." If the fingers are really gone, then I will believe you, old man, and you will not be able to do this. ”
it! Cut your fingers? What kind of bird approach is this? If the fingers are gone, don't talk about your bad old man's bad things, I can't do it, master!
Staring at the old man with a serious face, I was in turmoil, I thought that after returning from the grassland tomb last time, I would be able to stay away from this strange whirlpool and live a quiet and comfortable life before, but I didn't think that it was just the calm before the storm.
More and more clearly in my mind, I remembered the tragic situation of my hands after I lost ten fingers. If I really don't have my fingers, will I have to eat with my feet in the future? No way! I've got athlete's foot! It's so fucking sad!
I admit that I am a little cowardly in my heart, this old man Mu has an extremely accurate grasp of the weaknesses of human nature. I'm not afraid of death, if Old Man Mu just asked the super manager to point a gun at my head at this time to coerce me into complying, I think I would feel scared in my heart, but I would definitely not admit it.
People are afraid of death, and whoever I want to change to be can't be like a water and face the threat of death without panic. But the threat of death is often not the most terrible threat, because if you are prepared for a hundred times, ruthless, and hard, then death may not be so terrible.
Obviously, the methods used by the old man Mu are more superb, the so-called murder and punishment, the opponent who will only threaten the other party with death is not worth fearing, and the person who knows how to punish the heart is the most terrifying opponent, and the slow collapse of the psychological defense line is often a more terrible threat than death.
My heart has begun to mess up, and my body is trembling involuntarily, compared to being shot in the head now, and being a fingerless monster for the rest of my life, that is even more unacceptable to me. I don't know that after I have a few fingers cut off, I can apply for a disability certificate and ask the state for a subsistence allowance.
The rising anger stems from the fear within, or rather is used to cover the fear. Even if I knew that Old Man Mu was doing this in order to break my psychological defense, it would be to no avail.
There are only two ways in front of me, either to admit it and join the Mu family's tomb robbery, or to rely on this anger to vent the fear in my heart.
The body is still trembling involuntarily, is it because of anger? Or is it because of fear? I don't know, I don't even know what I'm going to continue to say, what to do, my mind goes blank.
"So let's get started...... Komori. Old Man Mu didn't give us much time to think, and gestured to the young man with the head of the chicken nest who was standing on the side and playing with the dagger in his hand.
"Hey......" The sleepy-eyed young man in the chicken nest listened to Old Man Mu's instructions, sighed heavily, and muttered three words impatiently: "It's really troublesome......"
He walked slowly towards me and Jin Buchang, and the dagger in his hand quickly rotated three times in his hand, and then held the handle steadily. Then, the eyes that were still dazed and couldn't open suddenly narrowed into a gap, bursting out with a fierce murderous aura.
I really can't imagine how a person who looked like he couldn't wake up before could have such a strong murderous aura in an instant. The murderous aura that erupts from his eyes and the cold aura that is cold and cold are two completely different deterrents.
In contrast, when Gao Leng was first seen, the coldness contained in his eyes was more like a kind of contempt for the prey of a beast, which would involuntarily place himself in the secondary level of the food chain, resulting in an innate animal fear of natural enemies. And what about the young man in front of him? What he burst out was a murderous aura, a fierce, bloodthirsty, and frightening murderous aura. To put it simply, it's the feeling that after being stared at, you will never doubt that he will kill you without the slightest hesitation......