"I'm rubbing! You're still not a gentleman? Aren't you blown up a chrysanthemum? The I've seen is gone, and people are still happy, aren't you?" Cesar endured the fear in his heart and used the reverse motivation method, but it didn't seem to be of any use.

"Mommy, I'm in so much pain!" the commissioner was still crying. What he experienced last night was more than a hundred times more than the sum of all the setbacks in his life, whether it was a merciless blow to his spirit, body, or soul.

"Shut up, do you still want to get revenge?!" Cesar got up and slapped the other man hard! Didn't you tell me that we can only get through this together if we work together?"

"Mom, I'm going home to Mom!" the commissioner looked at Cesar with teary eyes.

"Look at Lao Tzu!" Cesar slapped the other man in the face a few times, and continued: "I have a way, I have a way to escape! As long as you help me, we can regain our strength! Don't forget, I'm a doctor." As long as I recover my abilities, I can help you escape, and I can heal your injuries. Not only that, but I can also restore your strength and help you get revenge! Revenge! Think about what that fat man did to you last night? You help me, I will help you, and in the end, you can get revenge a thousand times over! Or die of humiliation?"

In this state, there is nothing good to say, so you can only fight poison with poison.

"Revenge, yes, revenge! revenge!! I want revenge back!!" The commissioner's dull expression suddenly changed, and the fear and confusion in his eyes disappeared in an instant, replaced by endless resentment and hatred. The hatred of the chrysanthemum, not the same day!

"Tell me, what to do! What should I do?!" the commissioner seemed to grasp the last straw. He ripped out Cesar's clothes, and his eyes were bright and terrifying.

When people are in their most desperate, it is easy to go to extremes. If Cesar hadn't said this at this time, inspiring hatred in the hearts of the other party, the commissioner would have become a 'Stockholm syndrome sufferer' and would have been completely abolished. Reduced to the plaything of that dead fat man.

But at this time, the scum sprinkled with hope and poured a poisoned dark chicken soup, successfully excavating the negative emotions in the commissioner's heart, and putting his life trajectory on another path.

"Listen to me, you know my current situation. I am a sweet party, my body was restrained by sea salt, soaked for more than half a month, and my strength was sealed. But I'm not bound by ordinary salt! It's not the seaside, there's not much sea salt, as long as you can get them to stop splashing me with sea salt, and in just a week, I'll be able to recover my extraordinary strength, let's go out!" Cesar said his intentions.

"What? a week! How is this possible? How can I delay for so long? Besides, how can they listen to me and not splash you with sea salt!" the commissioner was shocked. You're dreaming!

"No, if you listen to my analysis, it's very likely. Only you can save us both!" Cesar patted the other man on the shoulder and encouraged, "First of all, we have escaped from Supor's control and fallen into the hands of the smugglers who specialize in 'human trafficking for aliens'. What they know about us. It's not as detailed as Supor, so there's an opportunity to make a fuss. And the key to this opportunity falls on you!"

"Me?" the commissioner looked at Cesar with a confused expression, not understanding what the other party was talking about.

"Yes, that's you! That fat dead man, who seems to be very interested in you. ”

Speaking of which. Cesar finally revealed his evil purpose, the so-called dead friend is not dead and poor, and he must try his best not to let fear befall him. As long as the fat man doesn't get tired of playing with him and continues to play the idiot, it's safe.

What a wit!

"What?!" Hearing Cesar mention the fat man last night, the commissioner couldn't help but tremble again, like a helpless little white rabbit.

Cesar sneered in his heart, and continued to sensationalize the flicker: "I'll give you an analysis! That guy seems to be very interested in you, and I dare to conclude that he is very unhappy with your high-minded and tenacious temperament, so he wants to bend you and make you despair." He enjoys the process of torturing you and making you fall. This process may be very long or very short, and everything is based on your will! What I need you to do is to endure humiliation and confront him! As long as we persevere, we will be able to buy time for me to regain my strength, and we will be able to get out of trouble! Persistence is victory! If we persist, we will be able to take revenge! We will be able to take revenge a hundredfold! Do you understand this?"

"Is this possible?" asked the commissioner, confused at the moment, demented. He was able to converse with the fear in his heart, all supported by that belief in revenge.

"Of course! This is a battle of wills! Use your body as a battlefield! He wants to destroy your spirit and destroy your soul, so you have to rise up and fight against him! Do you want to become an RBQ as he wants? There is a good saying, you can defeat my body, but you can't conquer my soul. As long as your soul remains unyielding, he will always be interested in you. As long as you hold on long enough, I will be able to recover! If you can turn defeat into victory and charm him with your body, you will win a game against him in terms of spirit and soul! Just imagine, even if you are in absolute weakness, you can still win back a city mentally, what a great victory? In my opinion, the light of your soul will be even brighter and more noble! This is a test, a test of your soul!"

The more Cesar flickered, the more crooked he became, and even he felt that he had some truth in what he said. In short, as long as the correspondent can make up his mind to charm the dead with his body, then he will be safe. That's the point! Of course, you can't say it.

"There seems to be some truth to what you said. But why don't I see where you can recover your strength?"

The commissioner, who has broken the can, is burning with a fire in his heart at this time, and has a kind of madness that will die with the world, but he does not have this power. After Cesar's enlightenment, he chose the path of revenge. If Cesar can really give himself a chance for revenge, instead of being ravaged by that fat man and then thrown into the Celestial Mountains for aliens to slice and study, then he will give up this chrysanthemum, endure the humiliation, and avenge last night's revenge!

"Isn't that the point?!When you were by that last night, there were still two guards guarding the door of this room. Cesar said with a strange expression.

Hearing this, the commissioner's face became even more ugly. It is said that ugly things should not be publicized, and he and Cesar are in a difficult situation and need to help each other, so forget it. There are also two people listening to the corner at the door, which makes him murderous, if he can escape, he must kill everyone here!!!

"Ahem, you listen to me first. Last night, I heard the two guards at the door chatting, and I heard that they were running out of sea salt and that there was no place to resupply them nearby. In the last few days, you have continued to fight against that fat man! This kind of thing, once you are born and twice mature, when the time comes, you can cultivate some feelings. As long as you inadvertently reveal in the process of fighting, my weakness is not sea salt, but ordinary salt. We're in a very remote place, and those people must be troublesome. Subconsciously, they will choose to splash me with table salt. When the time comes, you hold on for a while longer, and when I get out of trouble and regain my strength, I can save you, and then everyone will kill together, revenge, revenge. ”

Cesar said what he really thought in his heart, as long as the commissioner analized the fat man, he still had hope. In the past two days, he has been trying to establish contact with the Nest of Food, but it has not worked well. As long as the other party can stop pouring salt water on himself, he is sure that within a week, he will contact Elsa and mobilize the 'Fly Fairy Army' to escort him, and then as long as there is a random 'rabbit killer', everything can be solved.

And the key to this plan lies in the commissioner. He had to hold out long enough to draw the fat man's firepower and reveal the fake news that he was afraid of 'table salt' until he regained his abilities. It would be even better if he could conquer that fat man with his charm!

And the difficulty of this plan is still the commissioner. I'm afraid that he won't be able to withstand the pressure, and he will be broken and broken. It's definitely a disaster, even more terrible than being sliced by aliens.

Therefore, when the other party was devouring the soul, Cesar played with his life to provoke the negative emotions in the heart of the place, and poured chicken soup for the soul with all the mouth cannons, so that the other party could carry out this arduous task with a kind of 'Taishi Gong cutting chickens to write books, and kneeling and licking baba'.

Only by letting the other party turn 'chrysanthemum' into 'hatred' can we persevere. At that time, even if he doesn't recover his strength, as long as he can delay until he falls into the hands of aliens, even if he is sliced, he is not afraid, and keeping the chrysanthemum is fundamental! )

PS: Hey, Cesar is not abused this time, only the commissioner was the only one who suffered the whole process, who did their sense of substitution go to?

I was inspired to write this paragraph from Quentin's famous film 'Pulp Fiction', and if you have seen the film, you will naturally understand where the stalk is. This paragraph should be very interesting, right, what a natural turn of enemies into friends, not deliberate at all. If I feel heavy-mouthed, then I'm really out of line.

In addition, Cesar was overwhelmed by salt water, not to weaken him, but to show you a Cesar who can still rely on his deep death skills + a mouth to make noise.

Mortals, don't limit your strength to combat effectiveness, you must learn to appreciate the terrifying 'comic wisdom' of Cesara! Without strength, Cesara is still the king of death.

In the end, the story is boring when it goes smoothly, and the ups and downs are interesting. I've done my best to write this, and you've misunderstood me.

Finally, hurry up and subscribe, I'm unemployed and have no money. Woowoo......