With too many knives, I was forced to save the world

However, the boy didn't want to drag Zhongyuan Zhongya to experience the thrill of jumping off a cliff together. He barely stopped on the edge of the cliff, and what made Zhongyuan Zhongye arouse killing intent was not the other party's forceful dragging him, but a A very thin syringe was pressed against his neck.

when?

Zhong Yuanzhong also suddenly realized that the young man dragging him to the edge of the cliff was just a cover-up, but he took advantage of the short moment of his thinking when he estimated whether he would fall off the cliff or not, deliberately dragged him closer, narrowed the distance, and found out when he didn't pay attention. The syringe was on his vitals.

Zhong Yuanzhong also found that he couldn't move, literally.

He was almost out of strength, and his whole body was pressed on the opponent's body, and the opponent hugged him with one hand in a very intimate gesture, and held the syringe in the other.

"I forgot to tell you..." He raised his head close to Zhongya Zhongya's neck, and leaned into his ear, his voice sounded like a lover's whisper: "Poison... rub it on my palm."

It was when he just held his wrist.

Zhong Yuanzhong also glanced at it, and sure enough, he saw a dark mark on the wrist that had been trapped, half hidden in the black leather gloves.

The dissipation of strength is almost instantaneous.

In contrast, there is also a strong sense of drowsiness that makes the brain almost freeze.

No...can't lose consciousness...

But this level is enough to make Zhongyuan Zhong also unable to resist him, and can only passively let the opponent approach. He feels that the opponent's body temperature is almost as cold as the snow touched by his half-supported legs on the ground.

Even the breath is temperatureless.

"Ah, I forgot to say, this syringe is not for you."

The young man slipped out from under Zhongya, and he slowly pointed the needle of the syringe to his wrist, injecting the liquid into his body.

Zhong Yuan raised his head in front of him, and looked at him frowning from his drooping hair, grinning as if he had been stabbed in pain.

Zhong Yuan, who had suffered a big somersault, was as dark as the bottom of the pot. From planting psychological hints to him, this young man turned to poison after he found that his ability to make mistakes in judgment was not fully effective... But Zhong Yuan Zhong also didn't find anything about him. It's time to smear the weapon on his hands... Unless he had already guessed that he would break free when they met for the second time.

Really...

Zhong Yuanzhong also stood up reluctantly, and he looked down at the imprint on his wrist, this kind of toxin that can explode when it touches the skin...what is it.

"It's technology."

The boy answered as if he had guessed what he was thinking.

"Usually, this instant suppressant is used to prevent me... But I didn't expect it to work so well for you. I just had the attitude of giving it a try... Well, fortunately, I still have the strength to inject myself palliative."

He bent his eyes, looking harmless and calm, but his words gave Zhongyuan Zhongye a lot of information.

The boy just put away the empty syringe with a somewhat unclear expression.

A potion that only needs to be touched to take effect, and does not need to be swallowed or injected, is the easiest way to let people off guard.

Also... best to take his guard off.

"Hey……"

He called Chuya Nakahara.

The other party barely maintained his standing posture, lost all his strength, and his brain was so chaotic that it was extremely difficult to perceive and control the superhuman ability.

"I think you are so funny, you can still maintain such a handsome posture and stand firm...Obviously, if I don't have a moderator in the face of this drug, I will soon become a lamb to be slaughtered."

He jumped like a child seeing a fun toy.

The Central Plains could not hear this.

He stepped hard suddenly, with his feet as the center, the surface of the snow mountain cracked inch by inch, and a dark red light rose from Nakahara Chuya's body, and he showed an evil, high-spirited smile.

"I didn't want to make a fuss."

Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his jaw slightly.

And following his subtle movements, the cliff tip collapsed inch by inch. The young man knew that he could not reach the safe zone, so he did not move, allowing the cracks to approach, surround and swallow him.

"Should I call... help?"

The boy's tone was still indifferent, even revealing his own doubts.

And as his words fell, a voice came from far and near very quickly, lightly picked up the boy and lifted him out of the collapsed area, and Zhongyuan Zhong also used gravity to return himself to the uncollapsed area.

He stood like a human figure, with hands and feet together, looking at the uninvited guest in front of him... As for why he didn't rush up to make up the knife, the question was that he had no strength and could only stand in this concave shape.

The person who came was dressed in a delicate suit, looking mature and steady, holding the young man in his back, like holding a running cat.

Zhong Yuanzhong also saw that he quickly put the boy on the ground and straightened his messy clothes one by one, and said softly, "Sorry, sir, I'm late."

Hearing that title, Zhong Yuanzhong also thought that it was so, and at the same time, the danger index of this young man was also pulled to the highest in his heart.

"Ah... thank you Arnov."

He had no awareness of just getting out of danger at all, and even blinked playfully, with a completely different attitude towards Zhongyuan Zhongye, more like a young and cheerful high school student.

The boy tilted his head to look at Chuya Nakahara, who was still struggling to maintain his appearance, and said to Arnoff, "He... is a guest here?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also had no idea what the boy was talking about... What kind of guest?

And Anov just glanced at Nakahara Nakaya, then frowned, hesitated before speaking, "Look at the eyes...and the movement just now didn't seem to happen naturally, did he want to hurt the adults? "

When Arnov said this, his expression became ghastly.

Immediately afterwards, Zhongyuan Zhong also heard the boy say: "No...it was just an accident, and you see, he is as calm as me, so interesting...Who is he? By the way, I remember that ordinary people can't get in here , except for the invited guests, they must be friends of brother Arnold."

He took out a list of recently visited personnel information, took it apart and flattened it, handed it to the other party, and said willfully: "Arnoff confirms whether he is in this list, I am too lazy to check and confirm one by one."

Arnold listened to his words, out of trust in the young man, he didn't look through the list, but hesitantly said: "It seems that there is such a guest named Yiluo."

"Just ask if you don't."

The young man took a few steps in the direction of Chuya Zhongyuan, "I forgot to ask your name, are you Mr. Yiluo?"

His eyes flashed, and he blinked quickly.

Zhong Yuanzhong also hesitated, but nodded.

"Then it's all right... Fortunately, Mr. Ino is not the intruder, otherwise, according to the disposal method here, the intruder would be buried in the snow, with only one head exposed and a slit on the back of the neck. Confess my mistakes sentence by sentence in the blood loss.”

Smiled and said incredible things...

Zhong Yuanzhong also knew that he was protecting him, but he still... couldn't understand.

But if he is caught in his current form and his identity is verified, then their next "deal" will become difficult.

In that case the loss would be too great.

"Since it's a "guest", Arnold can rest assured, the ability to accept it, I feel the pressure. "

The boy spoke in distress, and Arnold obeyed his words, and put away the supernatural power that he was ready to release just now because of his vigilance.

It was only then that Anov belatedly remembered the reason why he came to find the other party. Really... How could such an important thing be forgotten? His memory is obviously very good.

"By the way, my lord, the mafia sent by Yokohama to trade rough stones with us has arrived... Your lord needs to come forward to get the most benefits... Really, if it wasn't for Sister Shata last year... we don't have to let them step Enter our territory to trade."

He paused, and his tone was a bit heavy when he mentioned "Shata".

The young man's expression also sank, and he gently comforted him: "It's okay... Sister Tasha just went to her ideal country... If you don't believe me, look at the snow scene here, how beautiful it is, do you feel it? She is such a passionate love Protecting us, so don't be sad."

Arnoff forced a smile.

"Before I go to negotiate, as the host, let me arrange a temporary accommodation for Mr. Yi Luo who came out to enjoy the scenery."

His rhetoric was impeccable, and Arnov just nodded, and then left sensibly.

It was only then that Zhongyuan Zhongya said in a complicated way: "You..."

"I know what you want to ask." The boy interrupted him and said in jerky Japanese, "It's all fake."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "?"

He felt that he seemed to be unable to understand what the other party was saying, obviously his translation level was still passable... It really was too yin and yang.

But compared to these, what I feel more intuitively is that the man was hostile to him at first, and then all disappeared under the young man's words.

"This 'adult' is fake. "

The boy said something that made Nakahara Chuya's eyes widen suddenly, "The "guest" is also fake. "

"This is my superpower."

The young man slowly raised his eyes to look at Chuya Zhongyuan, his expression restrained and became indifferent, as if he was born from a snow-capped mountain and was as cold as a god.

"How about it, is it very useful?"

Tampering, Cognitive Induction.

Zhong Yuanzhong also felt cold sweat overflowing his back.

The use of supernatural powers is interspersed in the most common daily behaviors and language, and supernatural powers are injected into words that are mixed in, inconspicuous, or even completely unnoticed, blurring and replacing people's cognition one by one.

Hard to guard against.

is a completely different way of using it.

Even if the effect is not as strong as emphatically engraved into the target's mind, the cumulative effect may be enough to reach the level of "brainwashing".

...It's really, really scary.

"...Why did you help me?"

Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't understand his thinking at all, did he just find him interesting?

"Ah... because I want to learn Japanese, it would be even better if you can teach me while flying me in the air."

He looked at Nakahara Chuya with envy.

"...I really envy the ability to take off in place."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

This……

This doesn't work.

Absolutely not.

His gravitational ability will one day take others to heaven in place, and then he has to teach English while ascending to heaven.

Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't bear this grievance, nor could his supernatural ability.

The boy just watched his face change, and said in a harmless and brisk tone:

"Do you want to teach me, or should I let you teach me?"

Nakahara Chuya: "...I..."

It is true that he owed a favor to the boy who saved him just now.

And what he asked for was nothing more than... No!This is too much!

This grievance!he!Central Plains Chuya!

"You just barely stand now. Although you know that my supernatural power will make it difficult for me to manipulate my mind, but... I can do anything to you now."

He smiled and threatened, "Don't forget, I am still their "adult". "

Nakahara Chuya: People are under the eaves...

endure humiliation...

"I teach……"

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It's too fast in bullying... (Being beaten).