"Why...what...what..." Qi Zhi opened his eyes wide and grabbed Mr. Cat's wrist, simply unbelievable at what happened.
"Why? Since you asked, then... there are three reasons." Master Mao didn't seem to have any intention of withdrawing his hand. He wanted the other party to hear what he said before dying: "First, Qi Zhi is indeed a poker coach and agent.
, your information is correct. But a few months ago, he got a girlfriend, and he started to lie to her from the beginning of their acquaintance, saying that he was a lawyer. In order to fulfill this lie, this guy deceived the state bar union and admitted to law school.
He cheated on the entrance exam and successfully got into a second-rate law firm in Boston. He also agreed with every one of his friends that if you beat him to death in the future, he would still say that he was a lawyer.
What? Your eyes seem to be saying, why do I test you by chatting as soon as I see you? It's very simple. A guy named Vincent told me that there are only two of us to deal with the whole midnight. He
When I say two people, that means two people. There is no possibility of a third helper. In addition, Wang Xu also suspected your identity from the beginning. After I asked questions about Qi Zhi's occupation, he was also sure that you were fake.
, so he interrupted us.
The second reason is that you acted too calmly after hearing that you were targeted by a sniper. I know that your acting skills are good. You have analyzed Qi Zhi's character and combined with his unfathomable strength, it is reasonable to have that indifferent attitude.
among.
But it's a pity that Qi Zhi is no longer the Qi Zhi before. He is also a caring person now. After a man is burdened with some kind of responsibility that he cannot let go of, he will leave a place for timidity in his heart.
Therefore, the kind of acting that does not take your own life as your destiny will become your second failure."
When Master Mao said this, he tilted his head and looked at the fake Qi Zhi in front of him: "The bleeding has almost stopped, and the pupils have begun to dilate, but the disguise has not faded away. Your abilities are really reliable, even though you are cheating with someone.
The King of Hell is far behind."
Fake Qi Zhi was not in the mood to listen to him teasing himself, he said with difficulty: "Then what's the third reason..."
"Isn't that simple?" Mr. Cat took out his hand and tried to shake off the blood on it: "If it were really Qi Zhi, he could dodge attacks at this speed with his eyes closed."
"Hmph... I understand, it's really amazing." Fake Qizhi's expression suddenly returned to normal: "However, there is one thing you didn't see through." His image began to change, becoming like a European man, "My dilated pupils are because of me.
It’s just a disguise, and as for the little blood shed, it’s nothing.”
Mr. Cat looked him up and down: "I understand, it seems that you can control everything from hair to cowhide... Needless to say, I didn't stab your heart."
"Haha... At the last moment, I moved the position of the organ. How about it? It's not just the one you call Shin Saiji who can dodge your attack at such a speed, I can do it too."
Mr. Cat still looked at the other party with contempt: "I dare to ask you, who are you?"
"The First Battle Group of Midnight, Pusedu."
"You want to be with us from the beginning, and then shoot behind our backs at critical moments, right?"
"I'm just a backup plan. If the third and second battle groups can solve the battle, I don't need to take action. Hmm... I really didn't expect that it would be seen through."
Master Cat said: "Then don't waste time. Before that second battle group comes, you should die in front of me quickly."
"Are you treating others like idiots?!" Pusido could no longer bear Master Cat's condescending attitude, and finally roared angrily. Four metal syringes appeared between his fingers. At this moment,
He raised his hand and stabbed Cat Master in the throat.
Mr. Cat took a step back and dodged the attack calmly. It can be said that this short step is a reflection of the gap in strength between the two people - it seems that they are only a few feet away, but in fact it is as insurmountable as a natural chasm.
"Oh? How do you know that what I like most is to treat others like idiots." Mr. Cat smiled and said such vicious words.
Poseidou was even more furious after hearing this. The weapons he used looked similar to Cat Master. They were both short weapons clamped between his fingers, but his usage was different. After missing a hit, he took turns
Waving his arms, he threw all eight syringes in his hand towards Mr. Cat.
Master Cat made three assumptions at this moment. First, he still had a lot of syringes on him, so it would be okay to throw some away for long-range attacks; second, he only had these eight, but there was a way to recover them after throwing them out, which was very easy.
It may be the ability to control its flight trajectory; third, if you throw the weapon at the enemy in a desperate move, then these weapons must have the terrifying power to kill people at a touch, such as neurotoxins on the needles.
These thoughts occurred almost instantaneously, and the reasoning process was completed at lightning speed. Therefore, as soon as Pusetu's weapon left his hand, its general information became "already known" in Master Mao's mind, and he almost instinctively chose Wanquan.
The body reacts quickly to countermeasures.
In a second, Mr. Cat disappeared from the other party's sight.
In the second second, Pusetu felt pain, but compared to the pain, fear and shock had completely destroyed his body and mind at this time.
In the third second, Lord Cat appeared behind Pusedu like a ghost. In his hand, he no longer held a scalpel, but eight metal syringes. The eight needles were inserted into Pusedu's chest.
In fact, the pain in Sedu's shoulders only lasted for a moment, because the toxin quickly destroyed Poucedu's nervous system, and he could not feel anything anymore.
Pusedu opened his mouth to speak, but no sound came out of his throat. He couldn't believe it and couldn't believe what was happening in front of him.
This opponent is too fast, incredibly fast. Maybe someone can dodge this attack, maybe someone can completely block this attack. These situations are all acceptable to Pusetu.
But Mr. Cat actually put away his weapon and accurately caught every syringe in flight. He didn't even get a scratch on his skin. He also instantly came behind Pusedu and took those needles.
inserted into his muscles.
Fast, accurate, and ruthless in the true sense! This is more than cruel, this is simply... cruel...
"Oh... the expression is very interesting. Are you pretending this time?" Master Cat pretended to be relaxed and said: "Is it really a neurotoxin? Then... no matter how much the organ is displaced, it will be useless. Don't use this
You look at me like a monster, you are indeed too slow, there is such a big gap in physical skills, and you use such a desperate poisonous killing tactic against me, I have no choice but to seriously kill you." He said.
As he spoke, he walked around to the front of the other party, raised an arm, and gently tapped Pusido's forehead with one finger: "Farewell."
One of the only four members of the first battle group of Midnight, just like that, he fell to the ground and died.
…………
"Not only was Pusetu discovered, but he was also killed..." Liardi didn't show much regret on his face, he just muttered to himself and stated a seemingly normal thing.
At this time, Liadi and Allen were already sitting in a comfortable hotel room. This place was not too far from Times Square, but it would not be affected by any fighting. The two brothers could pass the first battle.
The wide-angle surveillance system on the regiment's helicopter observed all developments in Times Square.
Allen didn't seem to care much. He was at the table enjoying the meal that the waiter had just brought into the room. "Tobe and Boyka are our trump cards. I don't think the sacrifice of a backup plan will bring any negative impact on the overall situation."
What impact.”
Li Yadi nodded: "That's right. Besides, Ding Yao and his second battle group are the backbone of our Midnight force. The overall combat strength is not comparable to that of the third battle group."
A knock on the door sounded at this moment.
"How to say it in Chinese, say Cao Cao, Cao Cao will be here." Allen swallowed a piece of lobster meat covered with foie gras.
Liardi responded loudly: "Come in."
The person who came in was Calvin. He had already changed into casual clothes, and he didn't have any obvious injuries on his body.
"Escape from the enemy and back to me. Your speed is very fast at this moment." Liardi said with a smile, but there was a suffocating chill in his words.
Calvin did not dare to express his anger, and said cautiously: "The entire third battle group was wiped out because of my negligence. Our battle group is not strong enough to deal with that ghost hunter..."
Liardi interrupted: "Okay, you are trying to beat around the bush to say that the other party is too strong. Am I not clear about this kind of thing? I just want to do an experiment to see how your third war group can fight against supernatural beings.
I was very disappointed with the result.
It is simply a despicable waste for me to support you people with extremely high salary. If 50% of your salary is transferred to the Military Science and Technology Research Department for research expenses, maybe I can get many more dominant people.
Weapons, for the other 50%, I will directly hire some mercenaries. I will give them the weapons and teach them how to use them. What is the difference between them and you when they perform the tasks? Anyway, they are just dealing with some ordinary people. We are measuring military power with scientific power.
Today, which army in the world can compete with my military power in Midnight?!"
Liardi stood up, and the murderous look in his eyes was probably enough to get rid of the four evils: "Tell me," he stepped closer to Calvin: "You, the Third Legion, with only the bare commander left, still exist.
Is it necessary?"
Sweat dripped from Calvin's forehead: "I... I can go back and be an ordinary clerk... No... peripheral member, I am content with being a peripheral member. I can also go undercover in the government of a third world country...
...Even if I become the experimental subject of the Second Chapter..." He spoke faster and faster, because Liadi was getting closer and closer, and the subtext at the end was actually just one sentence: Let me live.
"Things that have no meaning in existence can only be obliterated." Liardi stretched out an arm and broke Calvin's neck very casually. It seemed easier than opening a bottle cap.
Allen was still eating the food on the plate. The murder so close at hand didn't seem to affect his appetite at all: "Are you angry?"
"You are asking knowingly."
"As a big brother, I say this very seriously, Dimi, there will always be one or two failures in this life. Only those who can afford to lose will win more."
Liardi turned back to the sofa and continued to stare at the surveillance screen. On the screen, members of the Second Legion were leaping from the tops of various buildings and approaching Times Square.
"I also want to say something very seriously..." He suddenly looked at Allen with an almost ferocious look. Allen would never forget this scene in his life.
"I haven't lost yet. Anyone who dares to mention the word lose in front of me...anyone...I will make him pay the price."
