The stowaways pulled up their collars and stepped down the gangway to disembark under the cover of night.

At the entrance to the alley, which they couldn't see, the black-clad observer in a felt hat had reached into the inside of his coat and grasped the handle of the PSM pistol.

"The target appears."

"Repeat, the target emerges, ready for action."

…

The pain of a punctured skin is just an appetizer.

As the medicine entered the blood circulation, the dizziness that was dozens of times more violent than before almost instantly overwhelmed Lu Fuyan's ability to think rationally.

Locked in the big bed, he is like a prawn on an iron pot, even if he knows that he can't break free from the strong iron chain, he can't help but flutter on the spot, constantly twisting his body.

And in this process, the memories of the mask man also began to gradually recover in Lu's brain.

- This is indeed not the first time they have met.

In fact, similar administrations have been repeated several times over the past two days.

During this period, Lu Fuyan's ideology was gradually disintegrating, and the symptoms of retrograde amnesia also came from this.

If there is no accident, after today's brainwashing task is completed, he will also not retain any memories of the mask man. Until the new personality that has been designed is entered, this guy will only be a "transparent person who never existed", disappearing forever in a false chain of memories.

However, the intervention of the NKUD changed everything.

As professional intelligence officers, the agents tasked with counter-espionage work naturally do not ignore this kind of tampering with important national archives.

In the face of this group of blatant stowaways, the agents decided to work hard as soon as they appeared!

The newly established intelligence agency not only controlled and cut off the effective route of the brainwashing drug in the shortest possible time, but also carried out "large memory recovery surgery" against all criminals suspected of endangering national security.

Under the cordial and friendly negotiation of the relevant service personnel of the Gulag Hotel, the senior management of the micro-state quickly figured out the logic of the other party's actions and reversed the situation to repair some of the files that had been tampered with!

Reflected in the stats, the progress bar in the debuff bar regarding enemy Spy sabotage has regressed to 20.14% and continues to decline at a considerable rate.

As a result, Lu Fuyan's series of adverse reactions caused by hallucinogenic drugs also began to subside rapidly, and by the time he calmed down from the severe pain, various physical functions had basically returned to normal.

But all this subtle change is obviously unknown to the masked man and the slave shopkeeper who entered the room one step later.

The dead fat man patted Lu Fuyan's side face fearlessly, and then Shi Shiran spoke to the mask man.

"This is the fourth shot, how do I think it's not much use... Is this little white face so difficult to do? ”

"The contract was signed a long time ago, and I was only responsible for executing it. If you have any complaints, you can go directly to the company. ”

In the face of the customer's questioning, the mask man did not have stage fright at all. He even put away his toolkit and put it away.

The so-called customer bullying shop, but so...

Unfortunately, there are no organizations such as consumer associations in the Doomsday Wasteland, which involves their own jobs, and the middle-aged slave shopkeepers really dare not make mistakes.

So without waiting for the mask man to close the zipper, the dead fat man immediately took two steps closer and pressed the package, with a smile on his face.

"How do you say that... They're all old customers, and of course I believe in your craftsmanship - it's just that the Nightingale Bar has been in too much of a hurry for the past two days, and I can't help it. ”

Time is tight, and tasks are heavy.

In the case of unreasonable work progress, throwing the blame to the upstream and downstream supply chain is also a necessary skill for wasteland businessmen.

The man with the mask knew in his heart that this was a means for the shopkeeper to transfer the contradiction, but after all, the dead fat man was flattering, no matter how horizontal he was, he couldn't save no face at all.

Therefore, the man in the mask only glanced at the other party coldly through his sunglasses, and then took out other tools from the toolkit and busily surrounded the dull-eyed Lu Fuyan.

"If you want to finish work early, get out of the way, don't delay me in doing things."

While sticking various electrode patches to Lu Fuyan's body, he added another sentence to the slave owner

"Look at the progress and write the thinking today, and if everything goes well, one or two more effect reinforcements will be delivered."

"That's great, I'll go out and wait, you get busy slowly."

Upon hearing this, the dead fat man immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

He turned away with a smile, and closed the door politely before leaving.

At the same time, Lu, who is full of acting skills, has fallen into a state of war between heaven and man...

The intelligence organization's counter-espionage effect is surprisingly good, and the unbridled dialogue between the slave trader and the mask man also provides a lot of valuable information, but the increase in brainwashing resistance does not directly improve his own combat ability after all.

The tall masked man in front of him was almost twice as strong as him, and even if the side effects caused by the medicine were ruled out, Lu Fuyan was not sure to defeat the enemy with one blow.

What's more, his hands and feet are chained, and unless Silas possesses him, it is unlikely that he will be able to escape from the cage.

But it's not safe to continue to lie here and lie flat...

Lu Fuyan didn't know the process of brainwashing at all, and he didn't know anything about the hexagonal machine that the mask man had just taken out.

Now that the effect of the potion has been completely eliminated by NKUD, if something goes wrong in the middle of the operation, he has no idea how to react appropriately.

If the opponent sees a flaw in the response, it will inevitably cause endless troubles. So after a few entanglements, Lu Fuyan could only make a desperate bet and came up with a life-saving trick designated by the ancient envoys...

Seeing that the mask man had finished debugging the machine connected to his head, he suddenly grinned at the corner of his mouth and laughed loudly!

"Huh... Hahahaha! ”

"Haha... Woooooooooooooooo ”

At first he just laughed, then he started crying, and then suddenly he sang a little tune... In the end, he even uncontrollably chattered about some unclear content.

Before the end of the world, doing so would be considered either performance art or a proper lunatic.

And even in the wasteland world, where everyone has seen a big scene, these abnormal actions are enough to arouse the vigilance of those who care.

Especially for the masked man who was about to connect to the mental interference matrix for thinking writing operations, he fell into a short silence because of this change - normal people would not risk being polluted to connect their spiritual world to a madman, not to mention that the slave in front of him was so crazy.

He turned on his headlamp again, and opened Lu's eyelids to examine it carefully, and worked back and forth for several minutes but could not come to a convincing conclusion.

So the masked man took out another bottle of unopened potion from his toolkit, and while talking to himself, he studied it carefully, as if he had completely put aside the matter of brainwashing the slave...

"What's going on? It's not supposed to be this cure..."

In the face of medical malpractice, the man in the mask was full of doubts.

It's a pity that just pretending to be crazy and stupid can't lift the alarm after all.

Just two or three minutes later, Lu Fuyan, who was locked in the bed, realized that he had completely underestimated the execution power of a professional wasteland worker!

Just when he felt that he had passed the danger, the man in the mask suddenly trembled, as if he had triggered some special thinking mechanism.

He immediately took off his sunglasses, and with the help of this particular action, he immediately strengthened his resolve.

- Without covering, Lu Fuyan could clearly see the burn marks left around his eye sockets.

The dark red folds formed by the hyperplasia and distortion are surrounded by two mechanically modified prosthetic eyes, which rotate and zoom in a way that completely defies the logic of normal human behavior, constantly emitting the characteristic hum of the mechanical structure as it operates.

[What the hell!? 】

This unimaginable scene caused Lu Fuyan's breathing rhythm to be temporarily disturbed, and the "Hymn to the Old Dominator" in his mouth was also half a syllable off because of this.

"The drug has been approved, and the instrument parameters are normal - it has been determined that further verification is needed."

The man in the mask did not flinch because of Lu Fuyan's strange symptoms, and his tone was cold, like an AI-controlled robot indifferently repeating the pre-process.

His left hand grabbed Lu Fuyan's neck like an iron pincer, and his right hand opened his five fingers to hold down the poor slave's face.

Looking up from the narrow gap between the fingers, the whole world seems to be separated by a terrible cage, during which the various senses of the human body are infinitely magnified.

Lu Fuyan even experienced an obvious subjective slowing phenomenon as a result.

He didn't have time to react, and the mental interference matrix connecting the two was officially activated! The strong sense of dizziness announced that the brainwashing project had entered the second stage...

Suddenly, an incomparable sense of fear grabbed Lu's heart.

The tension of the unexpected situation and the anxiety of losing himself are intertwined, forcing him to squeeze the function of his respiratory system to the extreme!

But even so, the gradually spreading darkness is still suffocating.