Chapter 567 Based on a true story
Two minutes later...
"That..."
"Shut up!"
"Hi!"
This sentence made Iwasaki Hideyoshi, who was swallowing his saliva and carefully wanted to ask something, be silent. He stood in front of several corpses holding a blood-stained sword, closed his eyes and felt that wonderful mental state, as if the whole world was slowing down, slowly fading away.
After a long time, Ning Shisan slowly opened his eyes, with residual obsession and loss in his eyes.
It felt like Superman suddenly lost his power and turned back into an ordinary person. The extreme gap made Ning Shisan, who was determined, almost unable to resist giving himself another shot.
This thing... seems to be addictive if used too much...
Looking at the killers lying on the ground at his feet, and then looking at his own hands, Ning Shisan was shocked in his heart. of.
Actually... did you really do this alone?
Although the enemy this time did not have thermal weapons, when thinking about the "god state" that seemed to have been triggered just now, Ning Shisan doubted that his neural reaction speed just now could even dodge bullets?
Even if the bullet is out of the chamber, you still can't see it clearly. Even if you see it clearly, your body speed can't keep up.
However, it is not difficult to rely on rich battlefield experience to predict the opponent's movements and rough ballistics and avoid them in advance.
If these things were put on the battlefield in batches...
Ning Shisan shuddered when he thought of that brutal scene.
The effect of this thing seems to be very similar to the NZT-48 in the movie "Never Ending".
It is indeed an unscientific organization. In this fantasy, things like black technology can actually be created. The world has indeed become unknown to me...
Looked at the watch , although the sense of time is somewhat confused under the effect of the drug, the entire effect of the drug lasts only about five minutes from beginning to end.
Physical condition...except for a slight dizziness in the brain and a slight shortness of breath, there are no other adverse reactions...
Writing these down secretly, he did not forget that at the end of this mission, he was required to write a "pharmaceutical experience report", which must be at least 3,000 words...
Oh!
He turned around and looked at Iwasaki Hideyoshi, who had a strange little star in his eyes.
Strictly speaking, testing the medicine is just a side trip. This is the real mission goal tonight...
"Follow me!" He spat out a few words coldly, and it was actually a mouthful. Authentic Fusang language.
As a former top international mercenary, it is a basic skill to be proficient in multiple languages.
However, his grandfather had participated in the Anti-Japanese War, and Ning Shisan had never had a good impression of the Fusang people.
Hearing this authentic Fuso dialect, Iwasaki Hideyoshi’s eyes lit up.
Is this still a fellow countryman? The vigilance in my heart decreased slightly.
Also, if someone wants to harm him, they will not save him from the killer. The difference in strength between the two is only a matter of one sword.
"Lord Swordsman, where do you want to take me?"
Lord Swordsman? What the hell?
"Of course it's a safe place, or do you want to stay and wait for the police to take you back to take a transcript?
I can't guarantee whether they will continue to send people to kill you."< br>
“Them? Do you know who wants to kill me?”
"Don't you know who wants to kill you the most?"
Isn't it just the way children from wealthy families compete for family property?
Although Ning Shisan was quite unhappy to be asked to rescue a Fuso man just after he was cured, the organization's "mission information" was still so watertight.
Time, person, place, cause of the incident, process...
When he read the information description, he always had the illusion of reading a movie script, and there were actually storyboards in it!
That’s outrageous!
"You mean...Iwasaki Yuhei?"
Iwasaki Hideyoshi frowned. Although he had some vague guesses in his mind, he couldn't figure out how Iwasaki Yuhei could suddenly be so crazy. ?
Is it because he suspected that he had leaked the secret that he failed in his mission to find the Buddha's head?
But even if he died, he would definitely be the first suspect. He would not be able to pass Grandpa's test...
etc! grandfather!
"Could it be that...you were secretly sent by grandpa to protect me?" His imagination was wide open.
Yes, it must be like this, otherwise, how could a super master appear halfway to protect himself for no reason?
Maybe grandpa has already understood Iwasaki Yuhei’s conspiracy?
"Your grandfather? Haha! He may not be able to protect himself now..."
"What?"
Iwasaki Hideyoshi was stunned, and then he seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes gradually widened in horror...
...
Fuso Kyoto.
“Grandpa, what do you think of the authentic Dahongpao I brought back from China?”
"Hmm!"
Gently put down the tea cup in his hand, Iwasaki Hanzo hummed lightly, neither saying it was good or bad.
Looking at the respectful grandson in front of him, he felt no fluctuation in his heart. Instead, he felt a little disgusted with Iwasaki Yuhei's deliberate behavior to please.
But after all, he is one of his most valued grandsons...
"Okay, drink the tea, go back, I still have some things to deal with."
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However, facing Iwasaki Hanzo's undeniable majestic voice, Iwasaki Yuhei did not stand up and leave respectfully as usual, but instead showed a strange smile.
"Haha! Grandpa, you are still so cold to me. Ever since you were a child, you would only look at me differently when Hideyoshi was attentive to you.
Don't you think that you are too cold to me? Are you biased?"
Iwasaki Hanzo raised his head in surprise and immediately frowned.
“Do you know what you are talking about?”
"What? If you can do it, can't you let your grandson say it?"
"Bang!" "Presumptuous!"
Iwasaki Hanzo slapped the table, just about to scold this disrespectful person. The grandson's face suddenly froze, he felt a wave of dizziness coming over him, and the next moment his vision became blurry.
“Hmm~” Iwasaki Hanzo clutched his chest and collapsed weakly on the table. The tea cup on the table was knocked to the ground, making a crisp crackling sound.
Looking at the fragments on the ground, Iwasaki Hanzo suddenly thought of something. He looked at his grandson in disbelief.
"You...you actually..."
"Yes, I poisoned the tea. It is a neurotoxin. The poisoned person will become stiff and weak until he gradually loses consciousness, like a living person. Dead people are no different..."
At this time, Iwasaki Yuhei finally showed a ferocious smile. He stood up in a leisurely manner, walked to his grandfather's side, and leaned down to look at the old man who frightened and frightened him.
At this moment, I felt that he was just a dying old man.
“You...you...”
Iwasaki Hanzo looked up at the other party with difficulty, his eyes full of disbelief.
He couldn't believe that Yuhei Iwasaki had the guts to do such a cruel thing to him.
"Beast! Come...someone! Come quickly!" Using his last strength, he hissed to call the guard at the door.
However, no response came...
"Haha! Are you counting on them?" Iwasaki Yuhei laughed and opened the sliding wooden door of the room.
At this time, in the courtyard outside the door, seven or eight people in black suits were holding silenced pistols, full of murderous intent.
On the ground, several corpses of the guards of the Iwasaki family were already lying on the ground, and the scene was filled with a sense of solemnity.
“Grandpa, I have been planning for this day for a long time, so don’t waste your efforts.
Wait until tomorrow, your grandson will announce the news of your unfortunate stroke.
When the time comes, I will be your designated sole heir! ”
Iwasaki Yuhei announced his plan with a proud face. When he turned his head, he saw the slightly mocking eyes of Iwasaki Hanzo.
“Yes, yes, you must be thinking that even without you and your second uncle, he wouldn’t just watch me inherit the Iwasaki family, right?
It’s a pity, I agree. The second uncle gave him 10% more shares and control of the group. In the end, guess what?
He said he wanted 15%, haha...hahaha..."
Iwasaki Yuhei He rubbed his forehead and laughed crazily.
Iwasaki Hanzo's eyes widened in disbelief.
"Oh! By the way, I haven't forgotten your precious grandson, my Hideyoshi Doudou..." Iwasaki Yuhei showed an evil smile.
"It's a pity that now, he may have been chopped to pieces, tsk tsk! Thinking of my cute and delicate Doudou, I'm really sad..."
Squeezing out a drop of crocodile tears, Iwasaki Yuhei, who has obviously entered the crazy criticizing mode, wantonly vented his dissatisfaction with Iwasaki Hanzo and his resentment towards Iwasaki Hideyoshi.
Hearing this, Iwasaki Hanzo's eyes were filled with despair.
However, just when Iwasaki Yuhei was showing off proudly and thought he had complete control of the situation...
"Bang!" There was a very sudden and crisp gunshot, and a man in black in the courtyard outside the door tilted his head, and his temples There was a burst of blood and he fell to the ground,
"Bang bang bang!" More gunshots followed, and Iwasaki Yuhei's men screamed and fell one by one.
"Quick! Rush in!" "Protect the head of the family!"...
Listening to the shouts of killing from a large number of people around, Iwasaki Yuhei's proud smile froze on his face!
Before he could recover from his shock, several bodyguards in black suits rushed outside the door and pushed him to the ground.
"Father, Father, I'm here to save you, what's wrong with you!"
A figure walked through the crowd and went straight to the limp Iwasaki Hanzo.
Hearing this familiar voice, Iwasaki Yuhei's eyes widened. In addition to the fear of failure, he was only filled with doubts.
Hideyoshi's father, his brother-in-law...why did he suddenly appear here with someone?
...
"This is the terrifying absolute information gap..."
Thousands of miles away, Meng Lang crossed his legs and paid close attention to the development of the situation.
I’m afraid no one would have thought that just a piece of informant information could influence the future trajectory of Fuso’s top chaebol, leading it to a completely unpredictable new direction...
Hands This was not the first time Meng Lang had done this by grasping other people's life scripts and using them to move the gears of destiny.
Just like a nail in a horseshoe caused a general to fall from his horse, which then led to the defeat of the army and the destruction of a country.
The history of mankind has come to the present through the intertwining of necessity and chance.
"Didi~"
The special communication software on the phone sent a reminder. Meng Lang saw the word "Black Cat" displayed on the caller and chose to answer the call.
“Hey!”
[The mission has been completed and the target has been temporarily placed in the safe house. 】
“Well done, I watched the battle video, and the knife skills are good.”
[Uh... That’s because the medicine you gave me worked well. I didn’t expect you to even do this. Everything has been researched.
But... it was anti-cancer drugs a few days ago, and today it is superhuman drugs. Do you want to train me as a 'drug tester'? 】
“What? You don’t want to?”
【cough! This...can you give me a few more tubes of today's medicine? 】
"Ha! Aren't you afraid of side effects?"
[I came off the battlefield. Compared with my life, a little side effect is nothing?
If this thing is used well, it can save your life. 】
“Although I am in good spirits, I’m sorry, this medicine is still a limited edition, and you have to queue up for the next batch.
You know it's for your life, so use it sparingly. "
[Yes! Thank you for the organization's care, I will definitely go through fire and water...]
"Okay, okay, the organization doesn't like to listen to flattery. If you have this free time, go and consolidate your skills. Fuso language.
After a while, you might have to send a mission to Fuso..."
[Go to Fuso...could our target this time be the Mitsubishi Foundation?]
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"Don't ask around about organizational matters. You are also a cat. Don't you know that curiosity kills the cat?
I still like your cautious demeanor before."
[Hehe ! You have already died once, so you take many things lightly. And don’t you know that cats have nine lives?
I just want to know why you can easily get the internal information of a top conglomerate like the Iwasaki family.
Logically speaking, since that Iwasaki Yuhei had the courage to engage in rebellion, he would not be so careless in even the most important confidentiality work.
If it's a coincidence, it was the same last time at the orphanage. You seemed to be able to penetrate into the enemy's interior every time, and the secrets were only accessible to the enemy's top brass.
This is really incredible, how did you do it? 】
"Ha! This is the core secret of our organization. The exchange price is ten lives. How about it? Do you still want to exchange it?"
[Uh...]
Sending away Ning Shisan, who had just been cured of a terminal illness but could not cure his curiosity, Meng Lang touched his chin.
Originally, his plan was to provide help in times of need, and to tie up interests to win over Iwasaki Hideyoshi, making him a nail in Fuso and executing the "interventionist" plan.
But Iwasaki Hideyoshi is different from Gao Yuan.
Those who are not of my race must have different minds, and Fusang people are afraid of power and have no morals. Even if they temporarily cooperate with you because of profit, he cannot guarantee whether this guy will turn his back and bite you after his wings become hard. You take a bite.
This type of cooperation can only be called a bad idea.
But now...
He has a brainwashing artifact in his hand that specializes in treating "rebellious people"...
"Crack!" "Uncle, I'm here to borrow a book again!"
Say that Cao Cao has arrived, Meng Lang He looked at Xiao Yu with a smile.
"There's no rush to borrow a book. Come on, take a look at this first. You might need it later..."
Ten minutes later...
"Uncle, the plot of "The Young Son of the Chaebol Family" you showed me was so terrible.
He even spared his own brother and grandfather for the sake of the family fortune. Isn't this villain too bad?"
Xiaoyu turned over the so-called "movie script" that Meng Lang gave her, with an exaggerated expression on her face.
“Haha!”
At this, Meng Lang could only smile.
For some scripts, the scariest thing is often not the plot.
But the last sentence "Adapted from a true story"...(End of this chapter)