Chapter 105: Death is still hard-mouthed

The three minions wanted to speak, but Leus only glanced at them casually, and their mouths seemed to be firmly pressed by an invisible hand, and they couldn't open them at all.

"You, call the rest of you and get them here."

The bald head pointed at by Leus was stunned for a moment, and Ryan also didn't understand and asked, "Don't you torture them?" ”

"There's no need." Leus glanced at Ryan and shook his head, the information he wanted had already been taken out of the heads of the three men.

Ryan opened his mouth, and finally found that he really couldn't understand the way of thinking of these superpowers, so he could only obediently take out the mobile phone on the person's person and dial the phone number of his companion for him.

Ten minutes later, there were five more people in the warehouse, so now there were nine people in the warehouse and a puddle of evaporating water.

The seven mutants had their mouths, hands and feet tied with duct tape, but their eyes were not, and they were all staring at the puddle of water, with expressions of extreme fear in their eyes.

Not long ago, this puddle of water was a living mutant, and he used his liquefied mutant ability to escape, so Leus took control of his brain and confined him to the liquefied state forever.

"Ryan, I'll leave these people to you, and I'll handle the rest myself." Leus pulled out a coin engraved with the word R from his pocket and rubbed it.

"What?" Ryan looked surprised.

"If you are troublesome, you can kill it, but my personal construction is handed over to the state, so it is a lot of credit, which is enough for you to be promoted and raised."

Leus replied indifferently, and then turned around and left the warehouse, he didn't need Ryan's gratitude, although he still saw in the other party's mental memory that the poor middle-aged man's wife ran away with the rich man, and he was willing to come to this dangerous place as an undercover agent for the sake of the child's high school tuition.

The information he got from the mutants' heads surprised Leus, as they had nothing to do with the Ghost Bird Organization. On the contrary, it has something to do with the puppet he met in the abandoned hotel building not long ago, that is, the "mind bomb" full of chaotic psychic power.

The chaotic psychic power, the rampaging phoenix, the black shadow that stole the power of the phoenix, and the maker of the mind bomb - Wang Dong!

Most of the protection money that the mutants usually collected on this street just now turned out to be handed over to Wang Dong.

Wang Dong, who has the same background as Li Wusi, is also a ruthless guy, and most of the underground world in South Africa is now secretly controlled by him.

"It is worthy of being an elite white-collar worker, doing practical things in a down-to-earth manner, and has laid a huge territory of influence in just over a year, admiration."

The corners of Li Wusi's mouth curled, revealing a relieved smile, now that he has confirmed that Wang Dong is in this city, then the other party will not be able to escape.

It would be a tricky problem for ordinary people, but not for Leus.

The defense system of the old manor is very strong, so there is no need to worry, and the Burning Man also has the main body guarding it, so Leus can hunt in any way he can think of.

Well, the easiest way is to force it out!

Li Wusi set a set of standards, and in the next two whole days, he came to Wang Dong's subordinates, partners, friends, etc. everywhere.

Before making a move, Leus would search their memories.

For offenses too strong. Rape, murder, and other heinous crimes are all killed, and there is no mercy.

As for the less serious crimes such as robbery and theft, Leus washed away their memories and gave them a chance to be new people.

In the end, over the course of two days, hundreds of people were searched for in a row, and Leus sadly found that there was not a single one worthy of pity.

All of these people have committed crimes of greater or slightest, serious or light, in other words, no one is clean.

But what is sin and what is not sin, Leus only judges by his own standards, he does not care about others, because he does not live for others.

On the third day, November 27, I agreed with the reporters to appear in the square.

Leus, as usual, searched the southern part of Johannesburg for anyone or force related to Wang Dong.

But as soon as he walked out of the breakfast shop and was getting ready to work, a girl in the crowd who had passed away caught his eye.

Without hesitation, Leus immediately followed.

Walking through the street and into the subway station, the girl who looked like a phantom cat did not stop at all along the way, she hurriedly opened a secret door and disappeared inside.

Leus didn't want to go in with him, and after walking for a while, he found that it was an abandoned subway track, and there was a faint light in the underground cavern, but it was mostly dark.

Because of the rain yesterday, there were puddles of water under his feet from time to time, and Leus had to watch out for them, and occasionally a fat mouse or two would squeak and pass by, not afraid of people at all.

Bang!

Just a few dozen meters after Leus walked out, he heard a slamming of the door in the direction of the stairs he had come down.

"Leus, why are you here?"

At the other end of the subway, the Phantom Cat stepped out, and the faint light that came from somewhere, Leus looked at her fixedly.

But when she approached within three meters of Leeus, he suddenly moved...... Draw your gun and shoot!

After a thud, she looked down in disbelief at the fist-sized bloody hole in her chest.

"My kitten won't call me by my full name, after all, this is a foreign country."

Li Wusi smiled slightly, he didn't even need mind detection, he confirmed that the phantom cat in front of him was a fake, even if he was now established in the United States, he never thought of giving a foreign name.

No matter if he will become a useless ordinary person in the future, a great demon king who destroys the world and destroys the world, or a virgin angel who saves the wounded, his roots will never change, and he is rooted in that ancient eastern land.

"Hey, hey, so what?"

There is also a somewhat familiar voice ringing in Lius's ears, for psychic superpowers, no matter how deep and distant the sounds, pictures, and feelings buried in their memories are, as long as they are willing, they can call them up at any time, just like at this moment.

"Wang Dong, long time no see."

"Huh? You're smart, and you recognize me, so it's no wonder you're thriving now. ”

Many people came out of the front and back of the subway passage one after another, and from the energy surging from them, Leus knew that they were all mutants, and there were more than a hundred people.

In this regard, Li Wusi just hooked the corners of his mouth, and looked at the black figure walking towards him with an indifferent smile: "What, are you going to give me the title of 100 people?" ”

"Hmph, you're still hard-mouthed when you're dying!"

The black figure stopped ten meters in front of Leus, raised his hand high and waved.