Chapter 172 The boat has capsized. Please vote for me and recommend me.
Chapter 172 The boat has capsized. Please vote for me and recommend me.
The old man's eyes were shining brightly. He looked into the unpredictable eyes through the rearview mirror and asked:
"Since they are all the same, why do you arrest me?"
"Just because you are an official and I am just an exiled contractor? If it is the same, should you also arrest yourself?"
The law enforcers themselves are also lawbreakers, what should they do? This is a logical contradiction that strongly stimulates certain universal values... Mu Zhi pondered for a few seconds and said:
"You are deliberately guiding!"
"What do you want to do? What do you want to ridicule? You want to say that we are all criminals, but the reality makes our endings completely different? Are you trying to stimulate me? Make me bear the psychological burden of arresting you? Or create a psychological imbalance?
"
The old man had a smile on his face, but he didn't speak.
This kind of inducement is obviously what Mu Zhi is good at, but at this time, the old man used it on himself...
Unpredictable sneer, deep voice:
"You don't have to tell me any big things, please put away your nonsense!"
"I'm not a saint, and I don't have so-called guilt about inequality, and I'm not a three-year-old child who demands fairness and justice... I'm just an ordinary person, and I just need to live a real life."
The old man laughed loudly when he heard this: "You are very good, you are very frank, and you don't hide anything... It's really good!"
"Young man, I am becoming more and more interested in you. I have the urge to cooperate with you... You are very smart and very realistic. If the two of us join forces, many tricks will be much easier..."
"Next time I go guessing melon seeds on the street, if there is a sitter like you... Haha, my income can be doubled! No, next time I can pretend to be a beggar on the roadside. I use my contract ability to pretend to be a disabled old man, and you pretend to be me.
His silly son, let’s act out a plot about selling his body to bury his father…”
"Shut up!" Mu Zhi's face was gloomy...
Although this old man did not slip away, he was not a fool. He had enough cunning and insight... Just relying on a few words in the conversation, he could vaguely get some unpredictable information, which was guiding an unpredictable psychological tendency, making him have
The feeling of being controlled by the old man at all times... This feeling is very unpleasant, as if you are in a woven illusory cage, and you can't escape no matter what you do.
Obviously I am a mind reader! Suddenly, I had an illusion... Although this old man is not strong in contracting ability, he is definitely not an senile person. On the contrary, he is not simple!
When dealing with this kind of person, even if he is just a white-level contractor, the pressure he feels when facing him is comparable to that of facing a high-level contractor.
Then he put away his surrender mentality and regained his vigilance.
The old man did not shut his mouth obediently, but leaned on his seat and continued to tease:
"By the way, little friend...how will the Supervisory Authority deal with me?"
"Register the contractor's information, plus a fine? Or will you charge me with some crime for attempted fraud..."
Unpredictable said calmly:
"Chapter 8, Article 2 of "Heavenly Punishment"... After awakening the contract, the new contractor must comply with the testing, identification, and archiving of the Pandora agency, and must obey the arrangements of the local Pandora Supervision Office... If disobeyed, they will be punished and sentenced according to the situation.
Three months to one year in prison.”
"Article 2 of the Convention... If a contractor uses contract means to illegally make profits, and all illegal gains are deducted according to the severity of the case, and a crime is committed, the local Supervisory Office shall determine the crime according to the "Heavenly Punishment"."
"Ahem..." Mozhi coughed.
The old man maintained a casual posture with a smile on his face:
"Pandora's management is really inhumane..."
Cough cough...cough cough...
Unpredictable coughs tend to get worse.
There was a sudden movement in his heart. Being sensitive, he immediately realized something was wrong with his body and looked at the old man in the rearview mirror... Although the old man maintained a casual posture, the smile in the corners of his eyes could not deceive anyone.
There’s something fishy! I’ve been tricked! It’s the old man who did it!
Cough cough cough cough...
Unpredictable made an immediate decision, grabbed the pistol beside him, stepped on the brake, turned around and pointed at the old man: "What did you do?"
"Feel free to come!" the old man laughed and said:
"Let's see if your gun can kill me! If you hit me casually, even if you get a headshot, I'll be alive soon."
"You..." Mo Zhi then remembered that the other party's ability was self-healing, and he couldn't stop him even if he fired.
As long as he uses his abilities, the old man can recover quickly... But his body feels more and more serious, and the pistol in his hand becomes heavier and heavier...
Pistols can't solve the problem!
Damn... I was tricked, and the old man secretly plotted against me.
When activating his spirituality, the originally agile talisman seemed to be turbid, with a rather stagnant feeling. This was due to the effect caused by the physical burden... Unpredictable gritted his teeth and activated the "extended" gloves, spending half of his stock.
Fu Yuan, then Fu Yuan's spirituality became flexible again and quickly covered the old man along the car body.
"Don't try to resist, it's useless..." The old man straightened his body: "Your ability is to read minds. I knew it when we first met."
The rolling talisman couldn't enter the old man's body! Like a film of water, it surged back and forth on the old man's body, but there was nothing he could do.
Cough cough...cough cough cough...the coughing is getting more and more violent, and I am unpredictable and dare not hesitate to pull the trigger.
Pa ~ Pa
The two shots hit him directly, and blood splattered everywhere.
One bullet penetrated the old man's eye socket, forming a terrifying blood hole, but the other bullet penetrated the old man's shoulder... It was not because of Mo unpredictable shooting skills. At this time, the right hand holding the pistol was already weak and weak. After the first shot,
The recoil caused almost caused the pistol to drop.
The old man fell down at the sound, with blood flowing on his face and shoulders.
This did not solve the problem... Mo Zhi understood that the other party should have some contract item that would make him sick and cause him to collapse. Even if he killed the old man, the effect of the contract item would still last for a period of time.
The purpose of shooting was to make the old man stop his actions and create two choices for himself - either find the activated contract item, or struggle to leave the car!
The ability of contracted items is limited by time and space, just like "stench", which has a certain range and an eight-minute time limit. As long as you leave a certain distance, you should escape from the effect range.
Mo Zhi made the second option without hesitation.
escape…
Return to normal first, and then go back and restrain the old man. This is the safest way.
Cough cough...cough cough...a violent cough, as if a large amount of dust has been blown into the lungs. The itching from the bottom of the lungs has made the coughing like a nerve reflex and cannot be stopped...
At the same time, the whole body is heating up, and fine beads of sweat are silently overflowing from every pore. The whole person is getting weaker and weaker... It feels unpredictable that it is difficult to even raise one's hand - the feeling of fatigue is like a geometric multiplier in a few seconds.
increased, and the body seemed to be severely exhausted.
He pressed his body against the car door, concentrated all his strength on his hand, and pulled the door handle...once...twice...Finally, he tightened his fingers on the pull ring, gritted his teeth and pulled it open suddenly.
The car door opened, and unpredictable fell to the ground...
It was no longer possible to stand up... Mu Zhi held his breath, moved his hands and feet with difficulty, and used a crawling posture to escape from the area of the car little by little.
The car had stopped, and there were some pedestrians on the road. When they saw the people coming out of the luxury car, they immediately exclaimed... The unpredictable posture was like a struggle before death, and there was a lot of blood on the face. No one dared to get close.
It's a race!
The first person to crawl out of the scope of the contracted items is the winner; the first to resurrect the old man is the loser...
However, the feeling of fatigue exhausted all his unfathomable strength. He tried his best to crawl out less than three meters away...
Click...
The sound of a car door opening!
It was the car behind him, the door behind the car - the old man came to life... and even regained his mobility!
Pills... Unexpectedly, my eyesight goes black.
He couldn't run away... He stopped wasting his remaining strength. At this time, it was difficult for him to turn over, move his hands, and hold them together.
Bang, bang, two gunshots.
"Everyone, get out of my way, I'll kill you all with one shot!" The old man's hoarse voice came from behind, shouting to the surroundings.
There were not many people around, and the people watching from a distance suddenly dispersed...
The unpredictable body was moving...but it wasn't him who was moving, but the old man was kicking him, turning him over from a crawling position like a turtle.
What caught his eye was an extremely terrifying face.
The originally gray hair was covered with bright red blood. The blood hole in his right eye had stopped bleeding. Countless granules moved under the skin and quickly gathered into the old man's eye socket. The already tattered flesh and blood inside was squirming violently, as if there was something.
Things have to grow out of wounds.
"Young man, you are so decisive. You really dare to shoot...it hurts me to death!" The old man gritted his teeth and cursed: "These broken handcuffs, you have to break the bones to break free, it hurts...it hurts..."
Only then did Mo Zhi see that one of his hands was holding the pistol that he had dropped in the car. The silver handcuffs were still on his wrists, but his other hand was lifted by the old man and was freed from the handcuffs.
When he raised his hand, the bones were completely deformed... The old man actually crushed his thumb bone and broke free from the handcuffs.
However, at this time, the deformed hand was also surging under the skin, as if countless bugs were crawling away quickly inside the skin, and the original swelling and bones were quickly returning to normal.
Powerful self-healing ability!
How long has it been? In less than three minutes, the fatal injuries have gradually recovered, and the broken bones have reset themselves...
"Actually, there is no need for me to torture myself..." The old man's eyeballs are taking shape, but they are still cloudy, with only the whites of his eyes...
"I can search for the keys on you, but it's too troublesome to carry your hands behind your back. It's not handsome at all..."
Unpredictable felt that the other party was showing off and that he was being slapped in the face... Yesterday he made a comeback in the car and restrained Zhuo Yeran beautifully, but today he was overturned by the old man in almost the same situation... Damn it! God's way is reincarnation.
ah……
"Disease! This is the name of the contracted item." The old man smiled at the helpless and unpredictable man, put his hand into his pants, and pulled out a black ball from some indescribable place:
"The disease can form a disease-causing area within a radius of seven meters. The degree of the disease will worsen exponentially over time, until final death..."
"However, I have the ability to heal myself, so this thing has little effect on me."
The old man looked at the unpredictable as if looking at prey: "Are you wondering why you didn't notice the fluctuation of Fuyuan? Young man, you are still too young, you underestimate me... The primitive language of the Supervisory Office
Of course I do, it seems to be called hiding, right?"
After saying that, he put his hand into his pants again, but stopped and smiled: "I won't show it to you if I hide it. It's suspected of showing off..."
I...Nima! Unpredictable gritted his teeth and remained silent.
"I've thought about it since you showed up. It won't work to extort money from that little girl, so I've made up my mind that you will pay for today's loss."
The old man chuckled. The wound on his face had completely healed. He lowered his body and said to Mozhu, who had lost the ability to move: "What good things do you have on you? If it is not enough to compensate for my losses, I will lose."
, after that, he flipped through the unpredictable clothes...
At this moment, a light flashed in Mu Zhi's eyes, and he suddenly raised his right hand, which had been gathering strength for a long time. There was a green grenade in it.
This is what I took out of the "warehouse" and put in my hands when I crossed my hands just now.
However, the grenade is not light in weight. At this time, holding it is like a dumbbell. Even if you use all your strength, raising your hand seems to be in slow motion...
The old man was stunned for only half a second before he grasped the unpredictable hand, as if taking a grenade from his hand...
Change hands instantly!
"Young man, don't play with such dangerous things. Do you want to die together?" The old man threw the grenade on Mu Zhi's chest:
"This explosion won't kill me, it will only cost you your own life."
This is the moment!
How can you control the opponent with a grenade? The grenade only attracts attention, and Mozhi has already prepared for the final blow!
The "warehouse" on the left hand suddenly turned over, and a black top hat turned out!
Almost using all his strength, before the old man could react, Mu Zhi suddenly raised his hand and put the hat on the old man's head!
Amnesia!
This is a giveaway! It is the last resort... use grenades to attract attention first, and the most critical attack is placed on the "Amnesia" hat.
Amnesia can make people coma. This is the only way to restrain the old man at this time. Otherwise, facing a contractor who cannot be beaten to death, any substantive attack will be in vain.
Although the effect of "amnesia" on contractors is very unstable, there is no choice anymore. The only way to win or lose is to see the outcome.
A blank look appeared in the old man's pupils, and then he gradually lost consciousness... Just when the unpredictable feeling was seeing results, the old man suddenly raised his eyebrows, regained his consciousness instantly, and once again put on his face a mean smile that made people want to strangle him:
"I lied to you…"
"Is this amnesia? It's also from the Supervision Bureau...Young man, you are really good. I was almost overturned by you. I didn't even have time to react..."
"However, you are not very lucky. I did not fall asleep, haha... The Iron God will bring good luck to me this time."
Unexpectedly, his eyes went black... He couldn't move any more.
"Actually, you know in your heart that I won't hurt you." In a daze, he unexpectedly heard the old man's voice:
"If I hurt you, I will be traced to the ends of the earth by the Supervisory Office. I don't dare to take this risk... I just need you to compensate for the loss, that's all."
Then, he seemed to feel the old man exploring his body...
"There are many words from the source... Well, warehouse rings, communication watches, shield gloves, concealment brooches, tough uniforms..."
"Hey! There is even a mask. This thing is so rare! My kid, are you really an ordinary punisher? You are so rich!"
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Thanks for the 10,000-point reward that I thought you were a scam (laughing without saying a word)!