Chapter 2286: Bewitched

While the mechanical bird was looking for the key, I came to a few adventurers who had been slashed with adult sticks, squatted down, and looked at every frightened face with a playful look. Somehow, a sudden emergence appeared in my heart. This strange emotion is the emotion of a high-ranking person who can control his life and death at any time, and look at all things.
This emotion brought me great pleasure, but at the same time, it also made me fall into a deeper confusion.
"Why? Why is the bully so happy?"
I mumbled to myself.
"Bullying the weak is not happy, it will only become more confused, right?"
The voice of Odachi suddenly rang in my ears, and it frightened me.
"Confused...yes, it is very confused, but also very happy, isn't it? Otherwise, why is my mood so comfortable? And why is my body full of power?"
"That's because your longing for blood and your desire to kill have been inspired" Otato said: "If you fall in front of you, not the weak, but the strong, you will be happier and more pleasant, and you will not be confused. ."
"Really?" I murmured, suddenly waking up from the confusion, I shook my head, and said in my heart: "Hey, what are you talking about? Is it possible that you are bewitching me?"
"You can really go astray, how am I bewitching you! I am just helping you out, otherwise you will easily fall into the wrong path."
I curled my lips, disdainfully said: "Tsk, how can it be so serious."
"Don't believe it," Odachi vowed: "I have really met such a strong man like you before. He has different talents and strength. He climbed to the top of the strong man at a young age. , If you continue to maintain, his life will be colorful and smooth sailing at the same time, but it is such a coincidence that one day, he received a task to annihilate an organization, this organization is also strong, but much weaker than him , And as a result, the organization went from top to bottom and was killed by him. Then, he also fell into the same confusion as you, but he was not as lucky as you, no one guided, so Since that day, he has started the road of killing, all kinds of slaughter the weak, just to fill the emptiness in his heart, to satisfy the emptiness of happiness, this behavior lasted for a long time, so he was no longer accepted by the same people, on a certain night On a dark night, this strong man was besieged to death by a group of people."
"Why does it have to be a dark night with high winds?" I wondered.
Otachi paused for a while: "Probably... it's because it's dark for a sneak attack, or maybe it's just to set off the atmosphere. Oh, don't care about the background, anyway, this thing is true."
"That's it, I believe you."
"Answer so quickly? Are you sincere or perfunctory?"
"Really!" I said seriously: "You can feel my soul if you don't believe me."
Odachi is silent, and I don't know if it is observing my soul.
I once again set my gaze on the faces of a few people and talked to them in a plain tone, as if an old friend was talking: "Is this an adventurer in York Seoul?"
"Big, sir, forgive me, sir, forgive me, it's the villain who is wrong, the villain knows that he is wrong, please let the sirs open up and spare my life!"
"My lord, we are confused. We should not listen to the deceit and collect money that shouldn't be collected. We hope you will hold your hands high and save the villain's life!"
"Ahem!"
A mouthful of old sputum landed about a step away from me. The person who spit was the lead adventurer.
I saw that man, gritted his teeth, with a stubborn face, looking like a beast and evil spirit, wishing to eat my flesh and drink my blood, but it’s a pity that both legs and arms were cut off, and the only arm left seemed to be The noodles were soft and drooped aside.
"Yeah, he's a tough guy, very good, I like hard guys very much..."
Having said that, I paused, and once again observed the expressions of every adventurer who was alive. Among them, there were some regretful, some desperate, and some were still begging and begging for mercy.
"Kill if you want to kill, what nonsense!" The leading adventurer gritted his teeth, and the big beads of sweat dripped down his cheeks. He was very painful, painful, and desperate, but he couldn't die and could only lie down. On the ground, it can be slaughtered.
"Kill you? Hehe, stop teasing, how could I kill you?" I smiled, smiling brightly: "Do you know why I like hard-bone people the most? Because I'm curious, hard-bone people, bones in the end How hard."
Taking a deep breath, I slowly said: "Don't worry, I said I would not kill you with my own hands, so I would not kill you with my own hands, because you will die in the hands of others. Slowly tortured, tormented bit by bit to death."
The face of the leading adventurer is hard to see the extreme, his body is shaking involuntarily, fear, has exceeded hatred, despair, and it is overwhelming.
Other adventurers who lacked arms and legs, although they were also in fear and despair, at the same time, they had a sense of gloating.
They are very thankful that they have not been tough to the end.
Through the call crystal of the adventurer base, I contacted the boss of Rennes and asked him to send two qualified students over to help interrogate the prisoner.
Then, he notified Simmons Locke of the matter, and the latter agreed and agreed to give me the manuscript, but he was worried about the fact that I did not hand the person to his subordinate for interrogation.
I first expressed my apologies, and then what Daoming thought was that I was worried that the staff of the York Seoul Interrogation Agency would be deceived by prisoners.
Simmons Locke was deeply disdainful of this, and at the same time dissatisfied: "My subordinates have been strictly tested. Everyone is like a machine, running meticulously, and will never mix public and private!"
I once again apologized and said sincerely: "When interrogating the prisoner, you and your subordinates can always look on, and you will know their attitude at that time."
Simmons Lock hung up the call with a hum, and before hanging up, he also put down four words: wait and see.
Well, let us wait and see.
The mechanical bird hovered over the metal mountain bag for nearly three hours, but still made no progress.
Kailan and I reluctantly started a fire at the foot of the mountain bag and prepared lunch.
The boiling hot water boiled the frozen hard noodles into noodle soup. I threw in beef jerky, dried vegetables and other items, covered it, and it was stuffy for a while, and a bowl of decent soup came out of the oven. Up.
Called Bai Jingyu over, first filled him with a bowl of soup, and passed it over.
The old man may never have seen such a miserable scene. I just vomited so much that I was worried about whether he would vomit out the internal organs. Now that it has been so long, he must be hungry. , Can also be regarded as a continuation of the traditional virtues of respecting the old and loving the young.
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