The old man's eyes were shining brightly. He looked into his unpredictable eyes through the rearview mirror and asked:
"Since they are all the same, why do you arrest me?"
"Just because you are an official and I am just an exiled contractor? If it is the same, should you also arrest yourself?"
Law enforcers are also law breakers themselves, what should they do? This is a logical contradiction, which strongly stimulates certain universal values... Mu Zhi pondered for a few seconds and said:
"You are deliberately guiding!"
"What do you want to do? What do you want to ridicule? You want to say that we are all criminals, but the reality makes our endings completely different? Are you trying to stimulate me? Make me bear the psychological burden of arresting you? Or create a psychological imbalance? "
There was a smile on the old man's face, but he didn't speak.
This kind of inducement is obviously the best trick that Mu Zhi is good at, but at this time, the old man used it on himself...
Unpredictable sneer, deep voice:
"You don't need to tell me any big things, please put away your nonsense!"
"I'm not a saint, and I don't have so-called guilt about inequality, nor am I a three-year-old kid who demands fairness and justice... I'm just an ordinary person, and I just need to live a real life."
The old man laughed loudly after hearing this: "You are very good, you are very honest, and you don't even hide anything... It's really good."
"Young man, I am becoming more and more interested in you. I have the urge to cooperate with you... You are very smart and very realistic. If the two of us join forces, many tricks will be much easier..."
"Next time I go guessing melon seeds on the street, if there is a sitter like you... Haha, my income can be doubled! No, next time I can pretend to be a beggar on the roadside. I use my contract ability to pretend to be a disabled old man, and you pretend to be me. His silly son, let’s act out a plot about selling his body to bury his father…”
"Shut up!" Mu Zhi's face was gloomy...
Although this old man did not slip away, he was not a fool. He was cunning and knowledgeable enough... Just by relying on a few words in the conversation, he could vaguely get some unpredictable information, which was guiding an unpredictable psychological tendency, making him have The feeling of being controlled by the old man at all times... This feeling is very unpleasant, as if I am in a woven illusory cage, and I can't escape no matter what I do.
Obviously I am the mind reader! Unexpectedly, he suddenly had an illusion... Although this old man is not strong in contracting ability, he is definitely not senile. On the contrary, he is not simple!
When dealing with this kind of person, even if he is just a white-level contractor, the pressure he feels when facing him is comparable to that of facing a high-level contractor.
Then he put away his surrender mentality and regained his vigilance.
The old man did not shut his mouth obediently, but leaned on the seat and continued to tease:
"By the way, little friend...how will the Supervisory Authority deal with me?"
"Register the contractor's information, plus a fine? Or are you going to charge me with some crime for attempted fraud..."
Unpredictable said calmly:
"Article 2 of Chapter 8 of Heavenly Punishment... After awakening the contract, the new contractor must comply with the testing, identification, and archiving of the Pandora agency, and must obey the arrangements of the local Pandora Supervision Office... If disobeyed, he will be punished according to the situation and sentenced to three Months to one year in prison.”
"Article 2 of the Convention... If a contractor uses contract means to make illegal profits, all illegal gains will be deducted according to the severity of the case, and a crime is committed, the local Supervisory Office will convict the offender according to the amount of natural punishment."
"Ahem..." Mozhi coughed.
The old man maintained a casual posture with a smile on his face:
"Pandora's management is really inhumane..."
Cough cough...cough cough...
Unpredictable coughs tend to get worse.
There was a sudden movement in his heart, and he immediately realized that there was something abnormal about his body. He looked at the old man in the rearview mirror... Although the old man maintained a casual posture, the smile in the corner of his eyes could not deceive anyone.
Something fishy! Got hit! The old man did it!
Cough cough cough cough...
Unpredictable made an immediate decision, grabbed the pistol beside him, stepped on the brake, turned around and pointed at the old man: "What did you do?"
"Feel free to come!" the old man laughed and said:
"See if your gun can kill you. I'll hit you casually. Even if you get a headshot, I'll be alive soon."
"You..." Mo Zhi then remembered that the other party's ability was to heal himself, and he couldn't stop him even if he fired.
As long as he uses his abilities, the old man can recover quickly... But his body feels more and more serious, and the pistol in his hand becomes heavier and heavier...
A pistol won't solve the problem!
Damn... I got tricked, and was plotted by the old man silently.
Actuating his spirituality, the originally agile talisman seemed to be turbid at this time, with a rather stagnant feeling. This was due to the effect caused by the physical burden... Unpredictable gritted his teeth and activated the "extended" gloves, spending half of his stock. Fuyuan, then Fuyuan's spirituality became flexible again, and he quickly covered the old man along the car body.
"Don't try to resist, it's useless..." The old man straightened his body: "Your ability is to read minds. I knew it when we first met."
The rolling symbol cannot enter the old man's body! Like a film of water, it surged back and forth on the old man's body, but there was nothing he could do.
Cough cough...cough cough cough...the coughing became more and more severe, and he was unpredictable and did not hesitate to pull the trigger.
bang bang
The two shots hit directly, and blood splattered everywhere.
One bullet penetrated the old man's eye socket, forming a terrifying blood hole, while the other bullet penetrated the old man's shoulder... It was not because of Mo unpredictable shooting skills. At this time, the right hand holding the pistol was already weak and weak. After the first shot, The recoil caused almost made the pistol drop.
The old man fell down in response, with blood flowing on his face and shoulders.
This didn't solve the problem... Mo Zhi understood that the other party should have some contract item that would make him sick and cause him to collapse. Even if he killed the old man, the effect of the contract item would still last for a period of time.
The purpose of shooting is to make the old man stop his actions and create two choices for himself: find the activated contract item, or struggle to leave the car!
The ability of contracted items is limited by time and space, just like "stench", which has a certain range and an eight-minute time limit. As long as you leave a certain distance, you should escape from the effect range.
Mo Zhi made the second option without hesitation.
escape…
Return to normal first, and then restrain the elderly. This is the safest approach.
Cough cough...cough cough...a violent cough, as if a large amount of dust has been blown into the lungs, and the itching coming from the bottom of the lungs has made it impossible to stop coughing...
At the same time, the whole body was heating up, and fine beads of sweat silently overflowed from every pore, and the whole person became weak quickly... The unpredictable feeling that it was difficult to even lift the legs increased exponentially in a few seconds. The body seemed to be experiencing severe collapse.
He pressed his body against the car door, concentrated all his strength on his hands, and pulled the door handle...once...twice...Finally, he made a desperate move, clasping the ring with his fingers, gritting his teeth and pulling it open suddenly.
The car door opened, and the unpredictable body fell to the ground...
It was no longer possible to stand up... Mu Zhi held his breath, moved his hands and feet with difficulty, and used a crawling posture to escape from the area of the car little by little.
The car had stopped, and there were some pedestrians on the road. When they saw the people coming out of the luxury car, they immediately exclaimed... The unpredictable posture was like a struggle before death, and there was a lot of blood on the face. No one dared to get close.
It's a race!
The one who is unpredictable and climbs out of the scope of the contracted items first is the winner; the old man is resurrected first and he is the loser...
However, the feeling of fatigue exhausted all his unfathomable strength. He tried his best to crawl out less than three meters away...
Click...
The sound of a car door opening!
It was the car behind him, in the direction of the back seat door, that the old man came to life... and even regained his mobility!
Pills... Unpredictable, black eyes.
He couldn't run away... He stopped wasting his remaining strength. At this time, it was difficult for him to turn over. He moved his hands and held them together.
There were two gunshots.
"Everyone, get out of my way. I'll kill you all with one shot!" The old man's hoarse voice came from behind, shouting to the surroundings.
There were not many people watching from a distance, and they immediately dispersed...
The unpredictable body was moving...but it wasn't him who was moving, but the old man was kicking him, turning him over from a crawling position like a turtle.
What caught his eye was an extremely terrifying face.
The originally gray hair was covered with bright red blood. The blood hole in his right eye had stopped bleeding. Countless granules moved under the skin and quickly gathered into the old man's eye socket. The already tattered flesh and blood inside was squirming violently, as if there was something. Something has to grow out of the wound.
"Young man, you are so decisive, you really dare to shoot...it hurts me to death!" The old man gritted his teeth and cursed: "These broken handcuffs, you have to break the bones to break free, it hurts...it hurts..."
Only then did Mo Bo see that one of his hands was holding the pistol that he had dropped in the car. The silver handcuffs were still on his wrists, but the other hand was lifted by the old man and was freed from the handcuffs.
The bones of the raised hand were completely deformed... The old man crushed his thumb bone and broke free from the handcuffs.
However, at this time, the deformed hand was also surging under the skin, as if there were countless bugs crawling rapidly inside the flesh, and the original swelling and bones were quickly returning to normal.
Powerful self-healing ability!
How long has it been? In less than three minutes, the fatal injuries have gradually recovered, and the broken bones have reset themselves...
"Actually, there is no need for me to torture myself..." The old man's eyeballs are taking shape, but they are still cloudy, with only the whites of his eyes...
"I can search for the keys on you, but it's too troublesome to carry your hands behind your back. It's not handsome at all..."
Unpredictable felt that the other party was showing off and that he was being slapped in the face... Yesterday, he made a comeback in the car and restrained Zhuo Yeran beautifully, but today he was overturned by the old man under almost the same circumstances... Damn! The way of heaven is so reincarnated...
"Disease! This is the name of the contracted item." The old man smiled at the helpless and unpredictable man, put his hand into his pants, and pulled out a black ball from some indescribable place:
"The disease can form a disease-causing area within a radius of seven meters. The degree of the disease will worsen exponentially over time, until final death..."
"However, I have the ability to heal myself. This thing has little effect on me."
The old man looked at the unpredictable as if looking at prey: "Are you wondering why you didn't notice the fluctuation of Fuyuan? Young man, you are still too young, you underestimate me... The primitive language of the Supervision Office Of course I do, it seems to be called hiding, right?"
After saying that, he put his hand into his pants again, but stopped and smiled: "I won't show you this, it's suspected of showing off..."
I...Nima! Unpredictable gritted his teeth and remained silent.
"From the moment you got involved, I've thought about it. It won't work to extort money from that little girl. I have already made up my mind that you will pay for today's loss."
The old man chuckled. The wound on his face had completely healed. He lowered his body and said to the incapable Mozhu: "What good things do you have on you? If it is not enough to compensate for my loss, I will lose." , after that, he flipped through the unpredictable clothes...
At this moment, a light flashed in Mu Zhi's eyes. He had been accumulating strength for a long time and suddenly raised his right hand. There was a green grenade in it.
At this time, when I crossed my hands just now, I took out what I had put in my hands from the "warehouse".
However, the grenade is not light in weight. At this time, Mu Zhi is holding it like a dumbbell. Even if he uses all his strength, raising his hand seems to be in slow motion...
The old man was stunned for only half a second before he grasped the unpredictable hand, as if taking a grenade from his hand...
Changed hands instantly!
"Young man, don't play with such dangerous things. Do you want to die together?" The old man threw the grenade on Mu Zhi's chest:
"It won't kill me, it will only cost you your own life."
This is the moment!
How is it possible to restrain the opponent with a grenade? The grenade just attracts attention, and Mozhi has already prepared for the final blow!
The "warehouse" on the left hand suddenly turned over, and a black top hat turned out!
Almost using all his strength, before the old man could react, Mu Zhi suddenly raised his hand and put the hat on the old man's head!
Amnesia!
This is a giveaway! It is the last resort... Use grenades to attract attention first, and the most critical attack is on the "Amnesia" hat.
Amnesia can make people coma. This is the only way to restrain the old man at this time. Otherwise, facing a contractor who cannot be beaten to death, any substantive attack will be in vain.
Although the effect of "amnesia" on contractors is very unstable, there is no choice. The only way to win or lose is to see the outcome.
There was a blank look in the old man's pupils, and then he gradually lost consciousness... Just when the unpredictable feeling was seeing results, the old man suddenly raised his eyebrows, regained his consciousness instantly, and once again put on his face a mean smile that made people want to strangle him:
"I lied to you…"
"This must be amnesia. He's also from the Supervision Bureau...Young man, you are really good. I was almost overturned by you. I didn't even have time to react..."
"However, you are not very lucky. I did not fall asleep, haha... The Iron God will bring good luck to me this time."
Mo Zhi's eyes went black... He couldn't move any more.
"Actually, you know in your heart that I won't hurt you." In a daze, he unexpectedly heard the old man's voice:
"If I hurt you, I will be traced to the ends of the earth by the Supervisory Office. I don't dare to take this risk... I just need you to compensate for the loss, that's all."
Then, he seemed to feel the old man exploring his body...
"There are many words of origin... Well, warehouse rings, communication watches, shield gloves, concealment brooches..."
"Hey! There is even a mask. This thing is so rare! Children, are you really an ordinary punisher? You are so rich!"
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Thank you for the 10,000-point reward that I thought you were cheating on!
