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Chapter 4 Fraudsters


"Why?"

Qi Zhi opened his eyes wide and grabbed Master Mao's wrist, simply unbelievable at what happened.

"Why since you asked, there are three reasons."

Master Mao seemed to have no intention of withdrawing his hand.

He wanted the other party to hear his words before dying: "First, Qi Zhi is indeed a poker coach and agent.

Your The information was correct.

But a few months ago, he got a girlfriend, and he started to ignore her from the beginning.

Yuu told the other party that he was a lawyer.

In order to make up for this lie, this kid deceived the state bar union, cheated on the law school entrance exam, successfully got into a second-rate law firm in Boston, and agreed with every one of his friends.

After knowing his caliber, if you beat him to death in the future, he will also say that he is a lawyer.

Why do your eyes seem to say, why do I test you by chatting as soon as I see you, right?

It's very simple.

A guy named Vincent told me that only the two of us can deal with the whole midnight.

He said that two people, That's just two people, there is no possibility of a third helper.

In addition, Wang Xu also suspected your identity from the beginning.

After I asked about Qi Zhi's occupation, he was also sure that you were fake, so he interrupted us.

The second reason is that you acted too calmly after hearing that you were targeted by a sniper.

I know that your acting skills are good.

You have analyzed Qi Zhi's character and combined with his unfathomable strength, it is reasonable to have that indifferent attitude. among.

But unfortunately, Qi Zhi is no longer the Qi Zhi he used to be.

He is also a caring person now.

Men, after shouldering some kind of responsibility that they cannot let go of, will leave a place for timidity in their hearts.

Therefore, the kind of acting that does not take your own life as your destiny becomes your second failure. " Having said this, Mr.

Cat tilted his head and looked at the fake Qi Zhi in front of him: "The bleeding has almost stopped, and the pupils have begun to dilate, but the disguise has not faded away.

Your abilities are really reliable, even though you are cheating with someone.

The King of Hell is far behind."

Fake Qi Zhi was not in the mood to listen to him teasing him, he said with difficulty: "Then what's the third reason?"

"Isn't that simple?"

Mr.

Cat took out his hand and tried to shake off the blood on it: "If it were really Qi Zhi, he could dodge attacks at this speed with his eyes closed."

"Humph, I understand, it's really amazing."

Fake Qizhi's expression suddenly returned to normal: "However, there is one thing you didn't see through."

His image began to change, becoming the appearance of a European man, "The dilated pupils were faked by me. , as for the little blood shed, it’s nothing.”

Mr.

Cat looked him up and down: "I understand, it seems that you can control everything from hair to cowhide.

Needless to say, I didn't stab your heart."

"Haha, at the last minute, I moved the position of the organ.

How about it?

It's not just the one you call Shin Saiji who can dodge your attack at such a speed, I can do it too."

Mr.

Cat still looked at the other person with contempt: "I dare to ask you, who are you?"

"The first battle group of Midnight, Pusedu."

"You want to be with us from the beginning, and then shoot behind our backs at critical moments, right?"

"I'm just a backup plan.

If the third and second battle groups can solve the battle, I don't need to take action.

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I really didn't expect that it would be seen through."

Master Cat said: "Then don't waste time.

Before that second battle group comes, you should die in front of me quickly."

"Are you treating other people like idiots?"

Pusido could no longer bear Master Cat's condescending attitude, and finally roared angrily.

Four metal syringes appeared between his fingers at some point, and he raised his hand at this moment.

Then he stabbed Mr.

Cat in the throat.

Mr.

Cat took a step back and dodged the attack calmly.

It can be said that this short step is a reflection of the gap in strength between the two.

Although it may seem like a short distance away, it is actually as insurmountable as a chasm.

"Oh, how do you know that what I like most is to treat others like idiots."

Mr.

Cat smiled and said such vicious words.

Poseidou was even more furious after hearing this.

The weapons he used looked similar to Cat Master, they were both short weapons held between his fingers, but his usage was different.

After missing a hit, he waved his arms in turn and threw all eight syringes in his hand towards Mr.

Cat.

Master Cat made three assumptions at this moment.

First, he still had many syringes on him, so it would be okay to throw some away for long-range attacks.

Second, he only had these eight, but there was a way to recover them after throwing them out.

It may be the ability to control its flight trajectory; third, if you throw the weapon at the enemy in a desperate move, then these weapons must have the terrifying power to kill people at a touch, such as neurotoxins on the needles.

These ideas arise almost instantly, and the reasoning process is completed in lightning speed.

As a result, as soon as Pusetu's weapon left his hand, its general information became "already known" in Master Mao's mind.

He almost instinctively chose a safe countermeasure, and his body responded quickly.

In a second, Mr.

Cat disappeared from the other party's sight.

In the second second, Pusedu felt pain, but compared to the pain, fear and shock had completely destroyed his body and mind at this time.

In the third second, Lord Cat appeared behind Pusedu like a ghost.

In his hand, he no longer held a scalpel, but eight metal syringes.

Eight needles were inserted into Pusetu's shoulders respectively.

In fact, the pain only lasted a moment, because the toxin quickly destroyed Pusetu's nervous system, and he could feel nothing.

Pusedu opened his mouth to speak, but no sound came out of his throat.

He couldn't believe it and couldn't believe what was happening in front of him.

This opponent is too fast, incredibly fast.

Maybe someone can dodge this attack, maybe someone can completely block this attack.

These situations are all acceptable to Pusedu.

But Mr.

Cat actually put away his weapon and accurately caught every syringe in flight.

He didn't even get a scratch on his skin.

He also instantly came behind Pusedu and took those needles.

Inserted into his muscles.

Fast, accurate, and ruthless in the true sense.

This is more than cruel.

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This is simply cruel.

"Oh, the expression is very interesting.

Are you pretending this time?"

Mr.

Cat pretended to be relaxed and said: "Is it really a neurotoxin?

Then no matter how much the organ is displaced, it will be useless.

Don't look at me like a monster."

Look at me, you are indeed too slow, there is such a gap in physical skills You are so big, and you are using such desperate tactics to kill you, I have no choice but to seriously kill you."

As he spoke, he walked around to the front of the other party, raised an arm, and used one finger.

He gently tapped Pusetu's forehead: "Farewell."

One of the only four members of the first battle group of Midnight, just like that, he fell to the ground and died.

"Not only was Pusetu discovered, but he was also killed?"

Liadi didn't show much regret on his face, he just muttered to himself and stated a seemingly normal thing.

At this time, Liardi and Allen were already sitting in a comfortable hotel room.

This place was not too far from Times Square, but it would not be affected by any fighting.

The two brothers can observe everything going on in Times Square through the wide-angle surveillance system on the First Regiment's helicopter.

Allen didn't seem to care too much.

He was at the table enjoying the meal that the waiter had just brought into the room.

"Tobe and Boyka are our trump cards.

I don't think the sacrifice of a backup plan will bring any harm to the overall situation."

What impact.”

Li Yadi nodded: "That's right.

Besides, Ding Yao and his second battle group are the backbone of our Midnight force.

The overall combat strength is not comparable to that of the third battle group."

There was a knock on the door.

"How to say it in Chinese, say Cao Cao, Cao Cao will be here."

Allen swallowed a piece of lobster meat covered with foie gras.

Liardi responded loudly: "Come in."

The person who came in was Calvin.

He had changed into casual clothes at this time, and he didn't have any obvious injuries on his body.

"Escape from the enemy and back to me.

Your speed is very fast at this moment."

Liardi said with a smile, but there was a suffocating chill in his words.

Calvin did not dare to express his anger and said cautiously: "The entire third battle group was wiped out because of my negligence.

Our battle group is not strong enough to deal with that ghost hunter."

Liardi interrupted: "Okay, you are trying to beat around the bush to say that the other party is too strong.

Am I not clear about this kind of thing?

I just want to do an experiment to see how your third battle group can fight against people with supernatural abilities.

I was very disappointed with the result.

I support you people with extremely high treatment, which is simply a despicable waste.

If 50% of your salary is transferred to the Military Science and Technology Research Department for research expenses, maybe I can get many more dominant weapons.

For the other 50%, I can directly hire some mercenaries to distribute the weapons.

Teach them how to use it, and how is it any different from yours when performing tasks?

Anyway, they are just dealing with some ordinary people.

Today, when military power is measured by scientific power, is there any army in the world that can compete with my military power in Midnight?"

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Liardi stood up, and the murderous look in his eyes was probably enough to get rid of the four evils: "Tell me," he approached Calvin step by step: "You, the Third Legion, with only the bare commander left, still exist?"

Is it necessary?”

Sweat was pouring from Calvin's forehead: "I can go back to being an ordinary clerk without being a peripheral member.

I'm content with being a peripheral member.

I can also go undercover in the government of a third world country, even if I become a member of the Second Legion.

Any experimental subject is fine."

He spoke faster and faster, because Li Yadi was getting closer and closer, and the subtext at the end was actually just one sentence: Let me live.

"Things that have no meaning in existence can only be obliterated."

Liardi stretched out an arm and broke Calvin's neck very casually.

It seemed easier than opening a bottle cap.

Allen was still eating the food on the plate.

The murder so close at hand didn't seem to affect his appetite at all: "Are you angry?"

"You are asking knowingly."

"As a big brother, I say this very seriously, Dimi, there will always be one or two failures in this life.

Only those who can afford to lose will win more."

Liardi turned back to the sofa and continued to stare at the surveillance screen.

On the screen, members of the Second Legion were leaping from the tops of various buildings and approaching Times Square.

"I also want to say something very seriously."

He suddenly looked at Allen with an almost ferocious look.

Allen would never forget this scene in his life.

"I haven't lost yet.

Anyone who dares to mention the word lose in front of me will make him pay the price

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