Chapter 88 Da Vinci: I have experience with this! (First order required)
The female killer's hand holding the gun suddenly loosened, and the gun slipped from her hand.
In the flash of lightning, Zheng Jirong took the opportunity to swing several flying knives, each one nailing her joints.
He suddenly stepped forward and used his true energy to knock her unconscious with a palm, which was already incapacitated.
Senior brother is awesome!
At this time, the crowd at the scene became a mess when they saw the man drawing a gun and shooting a throwing knife.
Zheng Jirong waved to Amiao and said, "Evacuate Uncle Lu, the reporters and others."
Just as he was speaking, the super sense sent an early warning!
He quickly shouted to everyone around him: "Get down!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a motorcycle rushed over from the side of the road. The masked killer from last time was shooting at this side with a submachine gun!
Linglingqi, who was wearing a white suit, saw this and flew forward to shoot several flying knives at the killer.
The masked killer twisted to dodge, and when he was about to fight back with a gun, Zheng Jirong rushed in front of him and kicked the submachine gun out of his hand.
After a few punches and kicks, Ling Lingqi also rushed over.
The killer took out his short blade and was about to force the two men back when he felt a cold light flash in his sight. When he came to his senses, the short blade in his hand had been smoothly chopped into two pieces.
A butcher's knife was pressed against his neck from bottom to top!
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Inside a warehouse in Mong Kok.
Wu Liushou and Wen Tailai were using the exclusive ointment passed down by their master to treat the injuries of the tightly tied female killer.
Zheng Jirong asked strangely: "Do you [Huangji Jingtian Fist] still have the skill to disguise yourself?"
After catching the two killers, everyone discovered that this gentle female student and the female killer in the shower room last time were actually the same person, but they had some disguises on their faces, and you couldn't tell them apart unless you looked carefully.
Wu Liu shook his head: "Junior sister should have learned it in the killer organization."
He then asked suspiciously about the female killer tied to the workbench: "Yourong, don't you even recognize Alai and I?"
The female killer named Yourong struggled and threatened: "I don't care how you know my name, you better let us go now, otherwise you will all die when our leader comes over!"
Wu Liu murmured to himself with his hands and eyes red: "Junior sister, why are you like this now? You used to listen to the words of your senior brothers the most."
Wen Tailai nodded sympathetically.
Looking at the two people who were in low spirits, Ling Lingqi stepped forward with a cigarette in her mouth and said:
"It is inevitable for young people to make mistakes when they go about their business.
If she could pull back from the brink, she could still be saved. "
Zheng Jirong, who had been watching coldly, said:
"I don't think your junior sister is just pretending. She really doesn't seem to know you, and her eyes are even full of hatred towards us."
"Isn't it normal for her to be hit by so many flying knives from you?" Ling Lingqi asked confused.
"...Senior brother, please stop talking."
Before Ling Lingqi could speak, Zheng Jirong continued: "Since [Eight Hundred Dragons] is a killer organization, in order to maintain the loyalty of the killers in the organization, they must be very good at brainwashing and other methods. Your junior sister used to have such a good relationship with you. , but now she treats you like strangers or even enemies. It’s obvious that she has been brainwashed.”
"Oh Afa, what you said makes sense!"
Hearing his senior brother's words, Zheng Jirong smiled helplessly. Previously, he wanted Ling Lingqi and Wenxi to call him Ah Rong, but they were unwilling to do so.
For this reason, he specially explained to Wu Liushou and the others that they called me Afa because my nickname was Afa, and there was no other reason.
Wu Liushou and Wen Tailai looked at each other in shock after hearing Zheng Jirong's words and couldn't help asking: "Brother Rong, is there any way to cure her?"
Zheng Jirong shook his head, "You can take her to the places where she used to stay, such as her previous room and so on, and try to see if you can stimulate her to regain her memory."
Snapped!
"No!"
Wenxi, who had been silent, suddenly slapped the table and interrupted:
“It’s just brainwashing.
I have been studied in mental hospitals and brainwashed for so many years. I have decades of experience in post-brainwashing rehabilitation. "
He then turned to Zheng Jirong and said, "Afa, find me a quiet place. I will hurry up and develop my new invention specifically to treat her!"
Zheng Jirong took a deep breath and wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, what Wen Xi said seemed to make sense.
Although I heard that several of the doctors who studied him later went crazy.
But from now on, we can also find that Wenxi should really have some experience in anti-brainwashing.
"Okay! How long will it take to develop it?"
“It could be as fast as two hours, or as slowly as two years.”
"…………"
After sending Wen Xi away, A Miao came over and said:
"Brother Rong, the masked killer you knocked unconscious before woke up and said he wanted to see you."
"Well, keep an eye on her."
After speaking, Zheng Jirong led Ling Lingqi to another room.
The masked killer was now being tied tightly to the iron chair with oil-soaked hemp rope.
The white mask on his face had long been removed, and underneath the mask was an ordinary face.
Seeing Zheng Jirong walking in, he said indifferently: "I'll give you a piece of advice, let us go now, otherwise you..."
Snapped! Bang!
Zheng Jirong didn't wait for him to finish his words and kicked him to the ground with a fierce kick.
"I'll give you a piece of advice, if you talk less, you'll get beaten less!"
After seeing him fall to the ground and stop talking, Zheng Jirong asked with satisfaction: "What is your name? How many killers like you are there in your organization?"
Seeing that he didn't speak, Zheng Jirong shouted: "Speak!"
"Aren't you not allowed to speak?"
"I'm sorry..."
Zheng Jirong rolled up his sleeves and prepared to give him a set of combos.
Ling Lingqi stopped him and smiled lewdly at the killer lying on the ground: "That woman outside is important to you, right?"
"It doesn't matter, I don't know her name."
"Okay, if that's the case, then I don't have to pretend to be a gentleman!"
Ling Lingqi squatted in front of the man, touched her chin and said lustfully: "You must be able to see that our group of people dare to do anything except good things!
I won’t hide it from you. My nickname is [Little Insect Zhou Botong]. What methods do you think we will use if we want to interrogate that woman?
Hahahaha"
Hearing Ling Lingqi's sinister laughter, the man's face fell. He sighed and accepted his fate: "My name is [Freeman], and the woman outside is called Yourong. There are not many experts like us in the organization, at least. I haven’t seen many.”
Zheng Jirong secretly praised Linglingqi's intimidation and intimidation.
The [free man] on the ground continued: "I sincerely advise you to let me and Yourong leave within three days. There are regulations in the organization. If she and I cannot be contacted within three days, our leader will personally take action to solve the target. "
"oh?"
Zheng Jirong and Ling Lingqi were overjoyed when they heard this. They originally thought that they would have to go to Japan to deal with the killer organization this time, but they didn't expect that the other party would deliver the goods directly to their door, and the person who delivered it was the leader of the organization.
The two looked at each other knowingly and laughed sinisterly in unison.
"Jiejiejiejiejie"