153 Yang Jing's painful choice

Ten o'clock in the morning.

The gates of the vault slowly opened, and with the sound of the engine, eight identical minibuses pulled out of the shelter.

The cars were all wearing black curtains and driving on the road unhurriedly.

On the way out of the city, on the roof of a building, the drug prince and Riyou were monitoring the entire convoy with binoculars.

"The eight cars are exactly the same, I don't know which car Yang Dingguo is in for the time being, let's report it like this first!" Riyou said slowly.

The poisonous man on the side said: "I don't know now, it doesn't mean I haven't known all along." ”

"He Yang Dingguo can't stay in the car all the time, he always has to get in the car to and pee!"

As he spoke, the poison man urged the power of the tattoo, and a jet-black bowl appeared in his hand.

The poison man is good at Gu art, this bowl is formed with the power of his tattoos, and there are all kinds of poisonous Gu in the bowl.

Poison Gong's combat power is not too strong, however, his poison Gu has all kinds of strange abilities.

When the words fell, the poisonous man flicked his fingers, and two phantoms flew out of the bowl, and after a closer look, what flew out of the bowl was two transparent fluttering moths.

The two fluttering moths flew above the convoy and flew at the same speed as the convoy.

Because the moth is transparent, it is not visible to the naked eye.

With these two fluttering moths monitoring the convoy, the poison man could know that Yang Dingguo got off the car, and then got into which car.

After releasing two fluttering moths to monitor the convoy, the poison prince said to Riyou: "My two Gu worms are sensed within ten miles, just use the Gu worms to stare at it, let's not get too close." ”

"If Lin Yuan discovers the two of us, we will die without a place to be buried."

"This cannon fodder job, I don't want to do it for a day!"

When the poisonous prince mentioned Lin Yuan, he was still afraid.

The poison public used the poison Gu to monitor the convoy, and in the same way, Lin Yuan had already left a flame mark on his body from the day trip beforehand.

Now, Lin Yuan also knows their location for day trips.

At this time, one of the eight official cars of the same minibus.

"Hey, I'm so tired!"

Zhang Zhen, who was pretending to be Yang Dingguo, was crossing Erlang's legs in the car and drinking a drink.

On the other side, Yang Dingguo, who has changed his appearance, is still dealing with various official duties.

The bed curtains on the car are all drawn, Zhang Zhen can do whatever he wants in the car, once it is time to get off the car, Zhang Zhen has to hold his body.

He is now Yang Dingguo's appearance, and it is impossible for him to look like a gangster and a gangster.

Hangtown.

In a secret room at the headquarters of the Trick King.

"Ahh

"Ahh Yes! ”

A painful roar kept coming from the secret room, and this voice was very familiar, it was Yang Jing's voice.

Several dark chains trapped Yang Jing firmly, and Yang Jing rolled on the ground, with a painful look on his face, and his mouth kept roaring.

What sequelae!

After implanting the evil organ, although Yang Jing survived, he left a very serious sequelae.

At least seventy or eighty percent of the organs in his body come from evil cults, and people eat grains, but evil people eat people.

Yang Jing's organs come from evil spirits, so if he wants to keep these organs running, the energy he needs is

Human blood.

Ever since he was replaced with these evil organs, Yang Jing has become addicted to human blood, and he must drink human blood every day to ensure the normal operation of his organs.

Otherwise, there will be a pain all over the body, as if every cell is tearing.

Yang Jing's body has been replaced with all kinds of evil organs, but his brain is still his own brain.

Thinking is still Yang Jing's own thinking.

Therefore, although he is physically dependent on human blood, Yang Jing is still very unwell psychologically.

His purpose in having people bind themselves in chains was to wean themselves from human blood.

However, it can't be.

Because, Yang Jing's blood withdrawal is not the same as drug withdrawal, drug rehabilitation is psychological dependence, and it is not physically needed.

Therefore, as long as the willpower is strong enough, drug withdrawal can be achieved.

However, Yang Jing's dependence on blood is different.

His organ is an organ from an evil spirit, and the nourishment that the evil needs is human blood.

Yang Jing's dependence on blood for these organs is like the dependence of a car on gasoline.

If you want the car to run, you have to refuel, and if you don't refuel, the car can't run.

The same is true for Yang Jing's organs, if you want these organs from evil to function properly, you have to need human blood as nutrients.

Unless Yang Jing dies, he will never be able to break his dependence on human blood.

I have to say that Yang Jing's willpower is very firm.

He had him bound in chains, and he endured the pain that seemed to tear all over his body.

However, due to the lack of human blood ingestion, his organs began to go into hibernation, and the breath on his body became weaker and weaker.

Yang Jing had already secretly sworn that he would never drink human blood again.

He cannot, absolutely not, become a monster that feeds on human blood.

If that's the case, he'd rather die.

"Chief."

"Chief, chief."

The leader led a group of people to the secret room, and the life tattoo masters who were guarding outside the secret room bowed and saluted.

"Is that kid Yang Jing still tossing?" The leader asked the man at the door.

The life tattoo master at the door naturally didn't dare to hide it, and replied truthfully: "It's been a whole day, and there is no blood at all." ”

"I sent someone in a few times, but he scolded him."

The leader looked in through the window on the door, and at this time, Yang Jing was falling to the ground and squirming.

That's right, it's the squirming, not the struggle.

Due to ischemia, most of the organs in his body have gone into a dormant state, and at this time, he has no strength to struggle.

Even the roar in his mouth was almost faint and inaudible.

For Yang Jing's willpower, even Kui Capital had some admiration.

This is a talent!

As long as he can be completely subdued, he will definitely be able to become his right-hand man.

"Open the door!" The leader commanded to the Mortal Tattoo Master at the door.

After hearing the leader's order, the life tattoo master guarding the door hurriedly opened the door, and the leader led people inside.

"Bring the blood!" The leader commanded his men behind him.

Immediately, someone came up with a tray with only a red wine glass on it.

However, the glass of red wine was not filled with '82-year-old Lafite, but with blood.

"Drink it."

"It doesn't hurt so much when you drink it!" The leader's voice was demagoguery.

Yang Jing's organs have entered a dormant state due to ischemia.

At this time, Yang Jing was groggy, his mind was blank, and his eyelids were as heavy as lead.

"Goo-toot!" Yang Jing opened his eyelids with difficulty, looking at the red wine glass in the leader's hand, he swallowed his saliva violently, and felt that his whole body was like an ant crawling.

A hundred claws scratch the heart, this is a feeling of a hundred claws scratching the heart!

Faced with the extreme desire of his body, Yang Jing stubbornly suppressed it with willpower, and said in a hoarse voice: "No, it's impossible!" ”

"I won't drink it!"

Yang Jing's firm willpower, even if Kui Capital was a little embarrassed.

"This is blood from the hospital blood bank, there is no killing."

"Drink, if you continue like this, you will die." The leader's voice was full of demagogy, giving people a feeling that they couldn't refuse.

Yang Jing opened his eyes with difficulty, his gaze was a little sloppy, he knew that the reason why he became this inhuman and treacherous appearance was all due to the person in front of him!

However, he hated the leader.

If it weren't for the leader, he would have died long ago.

"Kill me, please kill me!"

"I don't want to be like this, not human, not weird."

"Kill me, kill me!" Yang Jing's voice was hoarse, but extremely firm.

From Yang Jing's words, it could be heard that he was now bent on death.

Yang Jing wants to die, will the leader let him die?

Definitely not.

You must know that he has invested a lot in Yang Jing.

The blood pills that the Zhang family snatched away by Yang Jing and the evil organs that Yang Jing consumed, these are all the resources of the Trickster King Party!

The essence of the leader is actually a businessman.

Businessmen are never stingy with investment, but the capital they invest in you will inevitably be returned tenfold and hundredfold.

Yang Jing is now bent on death?

There is no way the leader will let him die.

Before squeezing out the last trace of Yang Jing's value, he would definitely not let Yang Jing die.

For the control of people's hearts, the leader can be said to have achieved the extreme.

He knew that Yang Jing had to ignite his hope of living and use it willingly for him.

Otherwise, Yang Jing's hole card is a waste card.

"Yang Jing, you can't die."

"Your sister has woken up, don't you want to see her?" The leader's voice sounded in Yang Jing's ears.

"What?"

"Chan'er woke up?" Suddenly, there seemed to be a force injected into Yang Jing's body, and his voice was a little louder.

After being excited, Yang Jing's face showed a decadent look again, and he said to himself in a very lonely manner: "No, I can't see her." ”

"I don't want Chan'er to see that I look like I'm not human."

"I can't see her, I can't see her."

Seeing Yang Jing's appearance, the leader's eyes showed a fine light, and he knew that Yang Jing already had the desire to survive.

"I have a way to help you recover, but there is no free lunch in the world, the Zhang family's blood pills need you to give you an explanation, and the organization's investment in you also needs to be recovered."

"For me and for the organization, we have been working for three years, and we are two clear. At that time, you will be able to live an ordinary life with your sister. ”

"Of course, I'm a businessman, and I don't buy and sell. I'm waiting for you in the next office, as if I'm willing to trade, and I'll drink the blood, and I'll wait for you next door. With that, the leader got up and left.

In the office next door, the chief was making tea there.

He made two cups of tea, one in front of him and one on the other side.

Obviously, he was determined that Yang Jinghui would come.

(End of chapter)