Jiang Zhihao and the judge were both testing each other. They used different methods, one showed weakness and the other showed strength.
Although they look different, they are essentially the same.
This is a psychological battle, and the injuries caused by those four bullets are nothing.
If someone fails in this invisible battle, the final outcome will not be a good one.
The judge stared at him and said: "If I stop your bleeding, will you tell the answer to this question?"
Jiang Zhihao's expression remained unchanged and said: "You can give it a try before talking. Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't want to try. Anyway, for me, coming to this past that I have already experienced and living for so long is enough for me."
As for you threatening to kill my relatives, I can't see it, so I won't have any idea. Dead people don't feel grief, right? So whether you want to know the answer or you want me to suffer,
At least I have to survive first."
The judge sneered: "You are really good at negotiating."
Jiang Zhihao didn't speak. He said everything that needed to be said, and left the rest to the other party to make the decision.
He has reason to believe that the final result will be what he wants.
The judge has been shaken in his heart. If he wants to survive, he will inevitably accept his own conditions.
However, while Jiang Zhihao was waiting, the judge suddenly put the bullet on his thumb again, pointed it at Jiang Zhihao's forehead, and said coldly: "I have to admit, you are very good at chatting, and I almost believed you. Unfortunately,
I never like to listen to other people's opinions. I am very confident that the DWU people can't kill me. If you want to use them as a provocation tool, you are seeking death. Now I will give you one last chance to tell me which pair
The whereabouts of mother and son, otherwise, I will kill you immediately!"
Jiang Zhihao looked at him and said calmly: "No one has ever told you that blind confidence should be called arrogance? Just do it, I will wait for you on the Huangquan Road for a while."
He didn't beg for mercy, and his expression and eyes didn't change at all.
He has mastered countless assets and has reached a height that is difficult for ordinary people to reach. These experiences have allowed Jiang Zhihao to develop the ability to move like a mountain.
Even if the threat of death is close at hand, he will not back down.
And he was certain that the judge was still testing.
He deliberately gave up on the DWU matter and asked again about the whereabouts of the mother and son, in order to prove that he did not care about the threat of the DWU and only wanted to use the mother and son to kill the ruthless people.
Of course, Jiang Zhihao may guess wrong, but whether he is right or wrong, it is not something he can consider now.
The only way to survive is to keep persevering.
"Don't speak? Then you die!" The judge's thumb began to move.
At this moment, Jiang Zhihao's cell phone rang.
This sound made the judge pause slightly, and he subconsciously looked at Jiang Zhihao's pocket.
The bell rang for about five seconds, and suddenly the door was violently knocked open, and a ray of silver light flew straight towards the judge's face.
The judge immediately ducked aside, but Murong Lanyi had already rushed forward. She grabbed Jiang Zhihao and threw him behind the sofa. At the same time, she turned around and kicked the judge in the head.
This kick made a harsh sound, showing that the strength and speed had reached the extreme.
Even judges with higher rankings in the organization would not dare to take it directly.
He jumped back a step and said: "Bodhisattva, you are still as alert as before."
"You are still as despicable as before." Murong Lanyi said while her attacking movements never stopped.
The attack that broke through the door was her only chance. There was still a certain gap between herself and the judge. Only with this little chance could the gap be almost eliminated.