While Tang Sanguo was digesting it, the man in gray continued to speak:
"Another point is that the Swiss royal family also has trust in you. They feel that you are a sharp knife stabbing China. It would be a pity to destroy you indiscriminately."
"So without hard evidence, they won't attack you, and will even treat you as one of their own and let you continue to participate in some of their tasks."
The man in gray clothes stared at Tang Sanguo and said, "To put it simply, your identity as an undercover agent has not been exposed yet."
Tang Sanguo made it clear: "I understand what you mean. I will find an excuse to return to Temu Cihua and continue to become one of them."
"That's right!"
The man in gray breathed out a long breath: "After you go back, you can use your partial amnesia to win their greater trust."
"Because once you say that you have partial amnesia, they will definitely use a polygraph or something like that to test you."
"If you pass their test, they will treat you as a person with amnesia, a blank piece of paper, and a knife that is easier to control."
"At that time, not only will they dispel their previous suspicions about you, but they will also feel more confident in assigning important tasks to you."
"You find an opportunity to collect evidence of their crimes, then find an opportunity to kill Temu Cihua and the others, and finally destroy the Swiss Super Laboratory."
"Of course, don't act recklessly, let alone ignore the danger."
"You must complete the mission while ensuring your own personal safety!"
"I have ruined most of your life, and I feel very guilty. I can no longer let you die without a good death."
The man in gray stretched out his hand and grasped Tang Sanguo's palm, giving him warmth and strength, letting Tang Sanguo feel that he had support behind him.
Tang Sanguo murmured: "Collect criminal evidence, kill Tiemu Cihua, and destroy the Ruiguo laboratory. Okay, I will remember it."
"I will repay them ten times a hundred times for the suffering they brought to China."
"But before I leave for Switzerland, I need to go to the Mad Eagle Group to kill Shen Jingbing."
Tang Sanguo's voice sank: "He saved me back then and found half a page of the diary from my body. He knew my identity and couldn't let him go!"
If Shen Jingbing was not killed, it would be easy for Tiemu Zhihua and the others to find out about his undercover status.
"do not go!"
When Tang Sanguo was about to go out to kill Shen Jingbing, the man in gray grabbed him.
"I can't help but kill him, he knows I am Storm!"
Tang Sanguo lowered his voice: "But you are right, we can't kill him now. I will kill Qiu Bijun first to return his favor, and then blow his head off."
Tang Sanguo had a plan in mind, to kill Qiu Bijun, then take her head to the Kuangying Group, and kill her with thunder when she met Shen Jingbing.
The man in gray smiled, patted Tang Sanguo's arm and said:
"I'll kill Shen Jingbing. Don't come forward. He knows your identity and is very likely to be wary of you killing him and silencing him."
"He may have set a scheduled email to be canceled every day, or he may have his confidants release half a page of his diary after confirming that you are the murderer."
"If you go out and kill him, it's easy for both parties to be harmed and exposed."
"Let me do it. I'll keep an eye on him secretly and kill him without exposing you."
"Even if I accidentally missed it and was discovered, Shen Jingbing would never think that it was related to you."
"So it's up to me to handle these matters. You should seize the time and sneak back to Ruiguo to find Temu Cihua."
The man in gray took out another cigarette and lit it: "The code name for this operation is called Breaking the Cocoon!"
"Broken cocoon?"
Tang Sanguo made a fist and said: "Okay, break the cocoon, I will definitely uproot those little bastards like Tiemu Cihua..."
Before he finished speaking, Tang Sanguo's body trembled suddenly, and then he screamed.
He covered his head and kept shaking his body, looking in pain and bleeding from all his orifices.
"Go away, go away, my head is going to explode."
"Something is suppressing my consciousness and twisting my mind."
"It's trying to control me, go away or it will hurt you!"
Tang Sanguo yelled at the man in gray: "Quickly leave!"
After he finished speaking, he fell to the ground with a plop, rolled around uncontrollably, and kept hitting his head on the ground.
The screams were shrill and hesitant.
Then the veins on Tang Sanguo's forehead protruded, and red lines of different skin colors appeared vaguely.
At first glance, it seems to be a looming word.
These red lines continue to deepen and condense, as if they are about to become blood clots.
Tang Sanguo's energy and energy were slowly drawn away as the red lines agglomerated, like threads.
Tang Sanguo's expression was even more struggling and painful.
"Snapped!"
The man in gray clothes took a step forward and wiped his forehead with blood on his finger.
The word "slave" appeared on Tang Sanguo's forehead, but instead of breaking the skin and splattering blood, it was hidden under the skin.
Very weird.
"Blood contract?"
The man in gray frowned slightly when he saw the word "slave": "These old antiques really have some tricks up their sleeves."
However, he did not leave and evade in a panic. Instead, he sneered without comment: "It's a small trick!"
After finishing speaking, he took a step forward, stretched out the fingers holding the cigarette, and pointed at Tang Sanguo's body:
"The divine soldiers are arrayed!"
"All five elements are here!"
"The generals will fight!"
"As Tiangang points out, all evils must be dispersed!"
When Tang Sanguo's body froze slightly, the man in gray picked up the cigarette again and took a puff.
The tobacco suddenly turned red.
The next second, the man in gray held the cigarette and pointed it out.
The cigarette holder of Babaidu falls exactly in the middle of the word 'slave'.
There was a sizzling sound, and a burning smell of burning meat rose up.
The hot cigarette instantly burned a scar on Tang Sanguo's forehead.
This not only made Tang Sanguo scream again, but also caused the word 'slave' on his forehead to fall apart with a snap.
All the condensed blood clots turned into blood and flowed back to the entire head.
"ah!"
The rolling Tang Sanguo suddenly relaxed, stopped howling and banging, and lay motionless on the ground.
His head was covered in blood and his clothes were completely soaked. He looked as if he had just been fished out of the water.
Panting, but with painful and blood-red eyes, he slowly regained his composure.
The man in gray clothes flicked half of the cigarette butt out, then took out a pill and threw it into Tang Sanguo's mouth:
"You were secretly made a blood contract by the enemy."
"When you become hostile to them, the blood contract will suppress your sense of resistance or even destroy you."
"But it's okay. I'm familiar with the other party's tricks and know how to break them."
"When I burned your forehead with a cigarette just now, I destroyed the foundation of the blood contract. It will no longer harm you in the future."
He said indifferently: "You can use your hands and feet to deal with Tiemu Cihua and the others!"
Tang Sanguo squeezed out one sentence: "I will make them repay their debt with blood!"
The man in gray said calmly: "For your safety, you and I will continue to have one-way contact from now on."
"In order for the enemy to impersonate me, or impersonate you, let's re-write the password."
He whispered: "From now on, our command is: sunrise in the east, protect our country!"
Tang Sanguo didn't respond this time, he just looked at the sky in the distance!
In the east, the rising sun is as picturesque as a poem.
