Chapter 579 Confession! Unpredictable: I am such an honest person
Chapter 579 Confession! Unpredictable: I am such an honest person
Epic was startled and backed away as if he was electrocuted until he hit the sofa behind him.
Looking at Castroel in horror, Epic immediately said angrily:
"You bastard!"
Castrol stood up slowly without fear, bowed to the epic with a smile on his face, stood up straight again, but this time he turned to the unpredictable again, and said confidently:
"There is no way, our Saint Hesse is so beautiful, no man can refuse such beautiful feet!"
The meaning of provocation is even more obvious!
The adulterous affair between Director Mo and the future saint of Hesse, no, the romantic love is known to everyone in the entire southern province. This pretentiousness is nothing more than pointing the finger at the unpredictable——
I licked your woman, what can you do!
This time, even the owner of this place, MacArthur Jason, couldn't stand it anymore. After all, he spent a lot of effort to form an alliance with Director Mo and Epic. He wanted to introduce his friends to the new allies to show friendship, but he didn't expect that it would be self-defeating.
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The richest man in the federation suddenly turned gloomy:
"Mr. Castrol, even if you are from the Megan family! But in my case, isn't it too presumptuous?!"
What Elder Heniu said is quite serious.
He and Shi Shi are both one of the five elders under the Wu Niu Priest. In the southern province, it is unimaginable for him to dare to openly harass the White Niu elders and offend the He Niu elders at the same time, at least according to Mu Zhi.
Castrol saw that MacArthur had lost face, so he looked away from Mo Zhi with a smile, and replied unhurriedly:
"Don't be offended! Mr. Jason, the future saint of Hesse is really so charming. She is the dream of every Hesse man."
"And the future saint, I have indeed overstepped my bounds. Please believe that this is only out of my love for you."
"Hehehe" he raised his head, his eyes seeming to be unpredictable again:
"I hope Director Mo doesn't mind. I just can't control myself when I see the saint."
"I believe Director Mo is not a narrow-minded person. Don't mind my admiration for your future wife."
Mo Zhi looked at him intently but said nothing.
Epic also looked unpredictable, his eyes full of complexity.
However, Castroel didn't seem to be ready to give up to General Mo, and added angrily:
"After all, every Hesse man knows what the Hesse Saint does. You don't have to worry about me being an extra man, Director Mo."
Not only was he being harassed, but his words were even more humiliating to him. Shi Shi couldn't hold it in any longer:
"you!"
The talismans on the body of the future saint of Hesse suddenly rolled.
However, Unpredictable made the first move.
A roar with Fuyuan's coercion suddenly came out:
"Kneel down!"
Contract ability: Surrender!
If you can give instructions that match the other party's psychological hint at this time, you can amplify this hint and make the other party perform the actions of the command.
However, this contract ability does not conform to any psychological hints of the other party at this time. After all, how could Castrol kneel down in front of the unpredictable with such an open provocation?
Of course, Mu Zhi uses this ability not to intimidate the opponent, but at the same time, under the effect of the "extended" gloves, the Talisman Spirit Snake spurts out from his fingertips.
Just when Castroel was thinking about this incomprehensible command, before he could react, the Talisman Spirit Snake had already climbed up his body.
What’s unpredictable is this contract skill——
make dream!
For a moment, Castrol, who was slightly stunned, felt an illusion rolling in front of his eyes.
There was only a dim oil lamp inside the rusty iron fence.
Obviously, this is a prison
Castroel immediately felt a chill. He pulled his body, only to find that his whole body was chained to a thick wooden stake.
There seemed to be puddles of dried blood on the ground, exuding a disgusting smell under the dim oil lamp.
"This is?"
Castroel struggled desperately for a moment, but could not break free from the chains.
asshole
Got hit!
What kind of contract ability is this?
Several years flashed through the eldest son of the Megan family in his mind, and he almost subconsciously thought that his situation at this time must be some kind of contract ability.
Is it a dream?
His unpredictable ability is "mind nightmare"! The information clearly states that he has the ability to hypnotize?
Oops, controlled by hypnosis
As soon as the idea came to his mind, he forced himself to calm down. After all, he was an authentic orange-level contractor, and he understood that panic during the contractor's battle would only make his situation worse, and even lead to the loss of his life.
However, no matter how he activated the symbol source, he could not use any contract ability.
He pulled hard on the iron chain, trying to use his orange-level physical strength to break the wooden stake close to his body. After several attempts, it had no effect.
This wooden pile is as strong as gold and stone.
Staring at the occasional flickering light of the candlelight, Castrol cursed angrily:
"let me out?!"
"Unpredictable!"
"You bastard!"
"You dare to attack me? Attack me! I am a member of the Megan family!"
The sound penetrated the rusty iron bars around it without any obstruction, and seemed to spread far away in the darkness.
no echo
It seems as if where I am at this moment is another parallel and vast time and space.
The silence gradually became scary
Castro suddenly panicked.
I can't find a way out of here, and I don't know how this weird ability works, and I don't know if I will never be able to escape from this "dream".
Yes, he had begun to wonder if this place was a dream created by the unpredictable.
Although it has been known for a long time that this must be caused by something unpredictable, as time goes by and in a lonely environment, the mentality will always undergo too many changes that are difficult to understand, and even fall into some inexplicable self-doubt.
among.
Just like, he is 99% confident that this is indeed a dream created by the unpredictable. Only the 1% guess hidden in his heart is that this is some other ability of the unpredictable - for example, it is space movement.
Such contract items, or some other way that he himself has not thought of, is what binds him here.
Although the possibility of that one percent is low, even though it is minuscule and almost impossible to happen, but
Time is passing!
The feeling of loneliness will make Castroer gradually lose his mind and eventually fall into madness.
one day, two days
The dim oil lamp was always on, with no trace of burning out. The one percent impossibility in my heart was constantly amplified in the hidden heart——
What's happening here?
It won't really trap me here forever, right?
Absolutely not. I hope this is a dream created by the unpredictable, and not some other means!
If this isn't a dream, then isn't it? I will never be able to leave here!
No!
don't want
If it was a dream, I should have woken up, but why haven't I woke up yet?
This is not a dream!
It’s really an unpredictable method
No!!!
I'm going to be locked up here forever
Castroel could hardly tell how much time had passed.
In such a dim environment with no changes at all, it is almost impossible not to fall into madness and psychological collapse!
He almost subconsciously magnified the one percent possibility that he was most worried about. Likewise, as time went by, he didn't even notice that he was trying every means to prove this impossible "possibility"!
In an extremely single environment, Ironborn will always try to think in the worst direction, so that wanting to prove that the worst possibility is actually correct is the pain they have to experience or bear. This is the dark side of psychology.
The more you fear something, the more you will think about the worst, which will prove that you will fall into a desperate situation, and eventually fall into repeated self-doubt.
I don’t know how long it’s been!
Anyway, Castroel didn't know it, he already felt like he was going crazy!
At this moment, to his great surprise, an unpredictable creature appeared out of thin air right in front of his eyes.
Seeing the unpredictability, all the crazy psychological tendencies were gathered together and turned into hatred for the enemy. Castrol opened his mouth and cursed hysterically:
"Unpredictable!"
"You bastard!"
"Let me go!"
Unpredictable looked at him as usual, looking at him as if he were a fool, and shook his head slightly.
He didn't speak, but pointed a finger, and a table and a chair appeared in the cell surrounded by iron bars.
Unexpectedly sat on the chair and looked at Castrol like this.
"let me out!!!"
Castroel's eyes were bloodshot and he was twisting his body like a wild animal, frantically trying to gain freedom of movement.
Mo Zhi gently shook his head again, indicating that the other party was doing useless work.
Then he explained calmly:
"Originally, I didn't want to appear at all, so I left you here like this."
"Well, about a million years."
Upon hearing these words, a look of fear suddenly appeared on Castroel's face, and he did not dare to twist his body or speak out to refute.
Because what Mu Zhi said was exactly what he was most worried about!
He didn't know how long he had been locked up here. It was estimated to be a few days, but even if it was only a few days, he already felt like he was going crazy, let alone the one million years that Director Mo Da said?
It would be unimaginable loneliness and pain, and it would be better to die happily!
Compared with this, death is the mercy given by the Iron God!
Only then did Mo Zhi raise the corners of his lips and smiled unhurriedly:
"But, I still have something to ask you."
"If I leave you alone for too long, your psychology will really break down, your will will completely dissipate, and you will become like a madman, and I won't get the answer I want."
This reminder made Castrol finally confirm that this place was indeed a dream created by the unpredictable!
Yes, Mo Zhi said it himself, which can confirm this.
This allowed Castrol to regain some sanity and his ability to think at the same time, which gave him the courage to resist again:
"Don't even think about it!"
"Don't even think about it from me."
Halfway through his words, he stopped abruptly.
Because the unpredictable person in front of him didn't listen to himself at all. Instead, he took out a cloth bag full of blood, unfolded it, and spread it on the table.
Inside the cloth bag was a shiny metal knife, its sharp cold light shining brightly under the dim light.
"I ask, you answer"
Unpredictable took out a small knife as if talking to himself, and gently stroked it as if feeling the sharpness of the blade:
"Of course, you can choose not to say it, that's your freedom."
"But this does not affect my fun. You know, I have wanted to try this for a long time. Well, let me tell you about it. Haha, I once knew a very interesting punishment, which is to use a sharp knife.
Cutting off human flesh piece by piece."
"This is a technical job, because it requires 3,600 cuts before the person can die. Otherwise, it will be considered a failure."
"I am a person who doesn't like to fail. If I fail, it will be very troublesome. I will have to resurrect you again and do it all over again."
"Don't even think about it." Castrol swallowed deeply, his tone no longer as strong as before.
Unpredictable didn't bother to pay attention to what he said, but pulled out a knife:
"First question, why are you hostile to me?"
"Well, it seems you refuse to answer."
A beam of sword light flew up and pierced Castrol's thigh.
pain
It is real, it can be felt, it is not an illusion in a dream!
A cry of pain roared from his throat, and Castrol cursed in his heart:
You should give me time to answer.
However, Director Mo did not give him the time or opportunity to complain. He held the end of the knife and slid it across Castrol's body like cutting pork.
A wound deep enough to show the bone suddenly appeared, and the tip of the knife made a harsh friction sound when it touched the bone.
It hurts! You can imagine it.
Castroel roared like a beast from his throat, his whole body trembled and fought against the pain, but he was speechless for a moment.
Unpredictable was not idle, he was operating with great interest and murmuring to himself:
"You can't do this?"
"No! This is just the beginning. Well, the first wound should be larger so that the cross section of the muscle can be seen and the entire muscle can be peeled off."
"It turns out that this is surgery. It's quite difficult to do. I have to admire those surgeons who save lives and heal the wounded. It's really not easy for them and they can't make any mistakes."
"Hey hey hey~~~"
"I said, don't pass out from the pain. This is just the beginning. Well, this tendon is good. It seems that if it is removed, your leg should not be able to bend."
"I have to say that the human body is really complex, sophisticated and interesting."
"Ahhhhhhh~~~~" One after another painful roars surged out of Castroel's throat.
At this time, his whole body was shaking violently, and he didn't know whether it was because of fear or pain.
"I I said!"
It seemed that Castrol spent all his energy before he could clearly say the word "submit".
In the already blurry vision, Mu Zhi shook his head gently.
Castroll felt severe pain in his leg again, and at the same time, there were layers of unpredictable sounds:
"I refuse to stop!"
"That is the future saint of Hesse, you are so humiliating. If you humiliate me, a weak and honest person, I might just endure it. My motto in life is never to show off, and I don't like to be slapped in the face."
"There's nothing I can do about it. That's my personality. It's better to do less than to do more. But, a guy like you, don't bully an honest person like me."
"You should not humiliate Ms. Sophia! Regardless of whether she will marry me in the future, in short, I hate you Hesse men for not taking women seriously."
"How dare you touch my nominal woman! It's endless, right? Do you know how much pressure I put on accepting Ms. Sophia's love? She is the future saint of Hesse. I am an honest person, how can I
A woman worthy of being sacrificed to Your Majesty like this."
"Hey, if you openly humiliate her like this, aren't you just provoking me? This is really equivalent to cuckolding me in front of me."
"I'm honest, but honest people can also be angry. Even if I become a receiver, you shouldn't be used to accuse me or humiliate me!"
"Well, I seem to have said too much, it's your turn."
Castroel almost fainted from the pain.
After hearing that Mu Zhi finally stopped chattering, he managed to concentrate his ravaged spirit and used all his strength to hold back a sentence: