Feeling that the boots on his face were a little loose, Pariston struck while the iron was hot and continued to shout:
"I never lied! Jin Fulis can completely see through other people's lies, you can ask him!"
Heather looked at Jin, who nodded with an ugly face: "He didn't lie."
Not far away, Kurapika, who had just woken up, heard Pariston's shouting, and his face became uncomfortable, and he subconsciously touched his chest and abdomen.
Izanabi pulled open his martial arts uniform and exposed his chest. The skin on his chest and abdomen was smooth, but there was a bulge inside, as if something had been transplanted into Izanabi's body.
Presumably the same goes for Kurapika.
"...Rose? Pariston, you are crazy!"
Jin could tell at a glance what was buried in the bodies of the two men - the dirtiest and most evil radioactive bomb in human history, [Poor Man's Rose]. Even though the power was reduced because it was buried in the human body, it was still enough to
Several kilometers around were turned into scorched earth. Even if a master with enhanced telekinesis ability could barely survive the explosion by relying on his telekinesis defense, he would be tortured by terrible radioactive toxins until his whole body collapsed and died.
"Hehehe... Yes, I have placed the trigger in my heart. The moment my heart stops beating, the bombs in those two people will be detonated. Heather, I know that with your great strength
You may not be afraid of Qiangwei's harm, but are you really capable of protecting your master and junior brother?"
Pariston's face was still being stepped on by Heather, but his laughter seemed unbridled.
On the other side, Xeno Dike looked at Heather while stroking his beard: "Heather, you might as well leave this person to us. I can remove the trigger from his body without endangering his life.
.”
This was a good opportunity to show his goodwill to Heather, and Jeno didn't mind using his special skills of beating up enemies to deal with this boy Pariston.
Pariston's voice was still chattering: "Stop dreaming and beat up the enemy. One of my telekinesis abilities is called [One Hundred Ways for a Mouse to Die]. As long as I want, I can stop my heartbeat at any time. Yes.
, Shiba, Beat the Dike, and Ilmi, Beat the Dike, stay away from those two people, I'm watching you with [circle]. As long as you dare to touch the bodies of those two people, I will stop your heart immediately
beat."
Not far away, the figures of Shiba and Ilmi appeared next to Izanabi and Kurapika respectively, their palms barely touching their bodies. With their enemy-beating and assassination techniques, they could quietly
By removing the target's heart without shedding a drop of blood, it is also possible to remove the bomb detonators in Izanabi and Kurapika's bodies.
However, under the threat of Paris Stone, Sheba and Ilmi had to stop their actions. Paris Stone can be called one of the top ten masters in the world. Naturally, he has his own merits. His rat-like acumen and
Flexible, coupled with the ability to cope with various situations, they did not dare to bet on whether Pariston was really sure to stop his heartbeat first.
In just a moment, Pariston took control of the situation.
Feeling that the strange force coming from above his head had weakened, Pariston broke free from the boots on his face. He bounced off the ground with a flicker and stood firmly on the ground. The ropes on his body also broke silently.
Several pieces fell to the ground.
He tidied up his dusty and messy blond hair, looked around, and spoke in a confident tone as if he was the master of the world:
"From now on, no one is allowed to move, including you two hostages. I have triggered my telekinesis ability. As long as someone violates the rules, the suspended animation I set will be triggered - that is, cardiac arrest."
As he said that, Pariston looked at Heather, his eyes full of malice: "I can't believe that even if I told the new stranger about your weaknesses, she still didn't waver at all. She didn't even kill her.
You, your compatriots, see you as a threat, what is wrong with you 'people'?"
"...That's all you want to say? I'm patiently waiting for you to perform. Don't waste the opportunity."
Heather put her hands in her pockets and looked at Pariston leisurely, like a rat shouting at the top of its lungs.
Pariston was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "Are you still trying to stay calm now? I'm afraid you are thinking crazy about how to break the situation, Heather. It's no use, I know you have a way to turn others into
The telekinesis ability of the living dead, Gryffindor and Mysis relied on this ability to survive the fire that burned down A headquarters, right?"
"I can even guess what you are thinking. You hate me so much that you don't want to kill me directly. Are you planning to use the ability of the living dead to turn me into an immortal state and then torture me? It's useless. If you become a living dead, it will be mine.
The heartbeat will still stop, and the last two people you care about in this world will be blown into powder and scattered in the wind at the same time. You don’t dare to do this, Heather. Whether you admit it or not, the situation is now changed by me.
The weak are in my hands, not you, a super strong man who can destroy a country by yourself, hahahaha!"
"So? Are you going to just stand and chat with me?"
Heather's attitude showed no anger or sadness at all, only plainness.
Pariston smiled brightly: "No, no, no, I just want to have a few words with you calmly and see the ridiculous look of frustration on your face, but your current performance makes me very dissatisfied. Let me
Think about it... Kneel down, kneel on the ground and lick my shoes, so I can consider letting one of the hostages go first, maybe?"
On the side, Jin's fists were clenched loudly, and veins popped out on his forehead. He could not tolerate his friend being so humiliated, and at the same time, his mind was frantically thinking about any possibility of breaking the situation.
But the initiative is held by Pariston. Now Rose cannot be removed, the hostages cannot escape, and no one can take any action under the supervision of Pariston [Circle]. Pariston holds on tightly with his own life as a bargaining chip.
The lifeblood of everyone present.
It seems that there is only one worst ending to choose from. This is indeed Pariston's favorite and best way of doing things.
At this time, Pariston's proud voice was still taunting Heather: "What's the answer? Great destroyer Heather, if you don't hurry up, you will have to lick the shoes of everyone present. My patience is very limited.
You'd better hurry up..."
"idiot."
The only response Pariston received was Heather's impatient taunt, and at the same time, a fleeting gold coin flew out from Heather's fingers and hit Pariston's chest.
"You've been talking for a long time without taking any actual action? Then let me help you stop your heartbeat."