[Bottle Evil Colleague] Ink Dawn

There is a kind of people whose brain cells are more active when they are more critical.

Coincidentally, I was one of them, so the moment Wu Chen raised his sword, I quickly compared the strength of the two sides due to the inertia in my mind.In fact, it is not a very complicated problem. When the enemy has an absolute advantage, there is not much room for me to think about it.

For example, in our current situation, there are only two ways to go.

This arena is not far from the gate of the city where we came, and the road mentioned here refers to the direct main road that has been occupied by the Zongmin people. Even if I have the skills of Lao Men and Bing Shan, I can ask myself You can't come and go freely in the Zongshan Zonghai without any injuries.Well, if we don't make a move now, and capture the thief first, we want to go, and we will inevitably reduce our staff along the way.Look at this group of five people, either my friends and brothers, or my husband and father-in-law, no matter which one is left here, the others cannot accept it.

In fact, to put it more clearly, we have no choice since Wu Chen turned his face.

And there is only one chance to kill Wu Chen who is heavily defended.If the joint attack of Poker-Face and Bingshan can't make him lose his ability to resist, then we will have to run away with all our lives.

Poker-Face and Bingshan obviously knew this too. I could clearly see the bulging muscles of Poker-Face's left arm with blue veins, and I was concentrating on Wu Chen. Strength, the aura of the whole person became fierce after adjusting his breathing-I knew that he was looking for the best time to attack.

This kind of job that requires extremely high skill can only be done by someone as powerful as Poker Finger. I can't help him, but at least I have the ability to let him have no worries.

I silently turned around and wanted to draw out the military thorn to fulfill the responsibility I could do for him, but when I stretched out my hand, I was stunned——the action order had been issued in my mind, but my right hand did not move at all, maintaining the original position. posture, hanging at the side.Did not have any consciousness.

Unwilling to give up, I poured strength into my arm again and wanted to move my right hand, but who knew that my hand didn't move, but my body uncontrollably took two steps to the side, and it turned out to be a little closer to Poker Bottle!

This was so unexpected, I somehow felt that the current situation seemed familiar, and subconsciously felt that it was going to be bad.It was also at this time that I discovered that, at some point, the noisy voices in my ears that I had deliberately ignored and that they couldn't hear, turned up a tune, and evolved into an unusually sharp and regular tune.

I realized in an instant who the problem was. I poked my neck and tried to turn my head. Sure enough, I saw Wu Chen, who was protected by layers of soldiers, turning his emotionless face to my direction. The two of us Their eyes collided in mid-air, and the ominous premonition grew stronger.

I have encountered similar hypnotism in the Tao, and I suffered a great loss at that time, and almost gouged out my left eye with my own hands.After being saved, the blind man was probably entrusted by Xiaohua, and he systematically introduced to me how to deal with this kind of ghostly technique similar to spiritual suggestion.

Hypnosis is a special trance-like mental state similar to sleep but not sleep caused by artificial induction.As for how to crack it, I still remember the vivid example given by the blind man at that time: he stepped on my foot first, and then hit my upper abdomen with a punch while I was jumping in pain.At that time, I was still very weak, and I couldn't help him beat me at all. After one punch, my eyes turned white and I fell to my knees.As a result, he was still asking questions at that time, asking me, did I feel that the previous step on my foot did not hurt as much as before after receiving that punch?I gasped and nodded, and soon realized.

To put it simply, the best way to break this hypnosis is to actively divert attention.I don't have the tough mental state of Pokerfinger, so I usually rely on self-mutilation.

At this time, even the base of my tongue started to feel numb, my whole body was stiff, I opened and closed my mouth a few times, but I couldn't make any sound.

As if aware of my resistance, my right hand, which had been in disobedience, moved at this moment. I pulled out the military stab on the side of my leg neatly, and assumed a posture of preparing to attack, which I had never seen before. Then I turned my wrist, and the tip of the knife Changed direction, judging from the angle and posture, he was going to attack the vital part of the back of Pokerfing's neck!

After all, I am not like back then, I still calmed down in this situation, opened my mouth slightly and bit down hard on the soft flesh in my cheek!Then I knew it was bad: blood overflowed from the corner of my bitten mouth, and stained the skirt of the clothes around my mouth drop by drop, but I didn't feel even a little pain.

It seems that this is not hypnosis in the general sense.

Now I'm in a hurry, Bingshan and the others are on the other side of Poker Bottle, and Poker Bottle subconsciously has no defenses against me at all. At this time, the back door is wide open, and they are concentrating on dealing with Wu Chen, and they don't notice my attack. abnormal.Then I will go down...

I went crazy and struggled desperately to get rid of the invisible control. Fortunately, the self-mutilation just now had some effect, and my left hand was gradually able to move!

I was overjoyed, and just about to make a move, I saw my right hand moved first, and raised it silently, the military thorn with a cold light was in mid-air without the slightest pause, aiming at the medulla oblongata of Poker Bottle. Tie it down!

If Boyouping is really planted on this knife, then I don't want to live anymore, I don't need Bingshan to do it, I can die for my own love.

I have not undergone the systematic and rigorous training that Poker Face had when I was young. My left hand is not as strong and powerful as my right hand, so it is definitely not feasible to directly stop it.

I didn't hesitate, and I didn't bother to consider whether my left hand, which had just regained a little consciousness, might not be aware of the severity. I backhanded at the vital point of my neck, and slammed it down with the greatest strength!

God testifies, I have never laid such a ruthless hand on my vitals. When a hand knife fell, I only felt a muffled "boom" in my head, and all the noises in my ears disappeared in an instant.

There was no time to react, I let out a painful snort, my eyes went dark, and I fell straight down.

The last knife still failed to stab.

I heard the military thorn in my hand fall on the ring, making a "bang-dang" sound, gritted my teeth in the dark and struggled a few times trying to stand up, but there was a sharp pain in my neck, and I still passed out.