In the banquet hall, the cabbage smelled the strong smell of gasoline in the air, and felt more and more desperate...

At the beginning, she cried, screamed, and even begged for mercy like other hostages.../ But she soon discovered that the more hysterical the hostage cried and begged for mercy, Zhao Yue's seemingly calm face was extremely excited, and he seemed to enjoy other people's fear and pain.

So she stopped crying first. Instead of crying and begging for mercy, it would be better to save her physical strength silently...

She placed all her hope on the police's rescue, but as time passed, this glimmer of hope became increasingly slim.

Because the bastard who controls their life and death is more and more like a madman, especially after receiving a call, he walked around the hall like a trapped beast, and issued a series of curses. On several occasions, he gritted his teeth and wanted to press the detonator in his hand, but for some reason, at the last moment, he endured it...

"It's over, it's over, this guy is completely crazy..."

Kale looked at Zhao Yue who was running wildly, and she wanted to cry without tears. She cursed the bastard who was making the phone call countless times in her heart.

"I haven't even talked to you, is this going to end? It's so jealous of the beauty..."

"Your sister, is that bastard called? When my aunt saw the King of Hell, she must sue him fiercely!"

Amid the curse of cabbage full of resentment, the bastard in her mouth slowly walked into the banquet hall.

Seeing Mo Yan, Kale couldn't believe his eyes... Why did this guy come?

Mo Yan smiled and waved to the cabbage and said, "Ha, you can see you everywhere! If you don't stay in school and come here to find excitement, are you stupid now?"

Kale was stunned. I really didn't know what to say...

After a long time, she cried and said, "You think I want to come here..."

She didn't know why Mo Yan appeared here. But in this case, seeing an acquaintance made her feel a little more relaxed. Especially the relaxed smile on Mo Yan's face and the joking tone invisibly infected her.

Mo Yan didn't say much to Kalean because as soon as he walked into the hall, three or four guns locked him at the same time.

After saying hello to Kale, Mo Yan did not look at Zhao Yue who was staring at him like a wolf, but smiled at the gunmen and said, "Everyone. I have no malice. I hope you can be careful..."

While saying this, a strange light shone in his eyes, and his tone gradually became empty, saying, "You should know that this place is like a huge bomb now. Even if you sneeze, you may send everyone to hell. So, please be careful... To be honest, I am very brave and don't want to die here. People have only one life. As long as I am not a lunatic, who would want to die?"

In the spiritual platform, the cross-sitting id emitted invisible waves. It passed through his eyes and spread out...

This is a trick of a soul monk, similar to psychological hints in hypnosis. However, unlike hypnosis, it does not affect others through verbal and body language, but directly acts in the depths of the receptor's consciousness through the shock of the soul.

This method is simple and effective. It can explore and amplify the most instinctive emotions deep in human consciousness.

For example, these gunmen were actually dragged onto the pirate ship by Zhao Yue. It is not difficult to see from their confusion and horror that they were not willing to die here with Zhao Yue. Therefore, Mo Yan went directly into the depths of their consciousness, digging out their dissatisfaction with Zhao Yue and their desire for life, and magnifying infinitely!

Mo Yan knew in his heart that he was a human being, not a god after all. In this hall full of gasoline smell, he could only guarantee that he would have complete control of Zhao Yue, and that control of others would be a little lacking. If it were other places, this might not be a problem, but there would be no omissions here. Even a Mars could send everyone to heaven!

Therefore, in his plan, the first step to enter the hall was to deceive these gunmen and plant a seed of "fear of death" in their hearts...

What made him a little regretful was that this move was not effective for Zhao Yue, because the biggest effect of this method was to dig and amplify the emotions deep in his consciousness, rather than tamper with it. At this time, Zhao Yue's mind was full of destruction and revenge. If he used this move on him, the effect would be counterproductive!

It was the first time Mo Yan used this trick, and the effect was immediately revealed. The confusion in the eyes of several gunmen gradually faded away, replaced by fear and desire for life. Several people involuntarily glanced at each other, subconsciously letting their fingers off the trigger...

Seeing this, Mo Yan couldn't help but smile and ignored these people.

At this moment, he was 100% sure that even if he killed Zhao Yue in front of them, these people would not dare to shoot. Once the seeds of survival were planted, they would never be reversed.

Mo Yan's small move did not attract Zhao Yue's attention. After all, he was just a drug dealer with a merchant's cloak. How could he identify the monk's methods?

Therefore, Zhao Yue did not stop Mo Yan from speaking. He stared at Mo Yan tightly, and a cruel and vicious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth...

Until this moment, he still couldn't figure out the purpose of Mo Yan's anger, and even more so, why did this guy run in and die?

But what does this matter?

Since we are here, let's go to hell together!

"No matter who it is, as long as he dares to enter this hall, there is no possibility of going out alive!"

Zhao Yue was quite confident about this. In his opinion, unless there is really a superman in this world, no one can stop the funeral he carefully arranged... The entire hall has been closed, and no matter how powerful the police snipers are, they cannot kill the target through the wall. In addition, more than a dozen oil barrels here have been opened, and the air is full of volatile oil and gas. Any bit of Mars can turn this place into hell.

"Today, everyone here will be buried with me, no one will be an exception..."

Zhao Yue was slightly excited. He wanted to know what kind of expression would this relaxed guy in front of him have when he pressed the detonator?

But then again, he was somewhat impressed by the guy who deliberately angered himself and walked into the hall calmly.

Not everyone can achieve "Shan Tai collapsed before her beauty remains unchanged". When Zhao Chenggang walked into the hall, he saw more than a dozen gasoline barrels and bombs, and he was almost scared to death. Compared with the calmness and calmness of the young man in front of him, he had to praise someone like Zhao Yue...

"I know you have a lot to ask me..."

When it was about ten meters away from Zhao Yue, Mo Yan still smiled and said, "For example, who am I, why do I irritate you, what is my purpose for coming here... However, I don't plan to answer these questions, because it's too dangerous here. Instead of talking nonsense to you, it's better to end all this as soon as possible!"

He was moving forward while talking, his pace seemed slow and fast, and he had already entered within ten meters...

As he said, there are too many uncertain factors here. Once it is within ten meters of Zhao Yue, there is no need to say more nonsense.

To be honest, he felt that he had wasted enough time on Zhao Yue. From Lin Yan to Xu Defa, Kong Cha, Yong Ge, and the scene in front of him, the main reason was that he was the self-righteous drug dealer...

Such a scumbag actually wasted so much time!

At this moment, Mo Yan felt an indescribable disgust in his heart.

This disgust is not because Zhao Yue is an unforgivable scumbag, but just because he hates this trash-like guy who wastes too much time...

So, since he stood in front of Zhao Yue, he had no intention of talking nonsense!

Zhao Yue looked at Mo Yan with a grin and slowly raised the gun in his hand. At the same time, the thumb of his left hand was also gently placed on the button of the detonator!

However, the next moment, he was frightened to find that the young man in front of him seemed to be walking slowly, but at a certain moment he suddenly lost sight. When he saw this guy again, the distance between the two was no more than thirty centimeters!

Zhao Yue, who felt that everything was under his control, was instantly amplified!

At this moment, he had no time to think about what was going on, and he had only one thought in his mind...

"Press the button, press the button! Zhao Yue, this is the funeral for you and Lin Yan. You must not sit idly by and allow anyone to destroy the funeral! The police cannot do it, and the person in front of you is also not good. Even if the gods and Buddhas in the sky come to stop you, you must press the button and send them to the West together!"

"Quick, Zhao Yue, press the button!"

Zhao Yue never felt that time would become so long at a certain moment... He could clearly feel that the index finger of his right hand had been pulled towards the trigger, and the thumb of his left hand had been pressed against the button of the initiator. However, his movements were so slow, just like slow motion in the movie. However, time was so long that even his thinking had been extended infinitely...

"this……"

"after all……"

"Is it him..."

"What's going on?"

The strange feeling that enveloped Zhao Yue was naturally what Mo Yan made of.

The lion fights the rabbit with all his strength. Mo Yan doesn't want to be buried in the sea of ​​fire because of his arrogance. So while he is rapidly advancing, the self in Lingtaizhong once again emits invisible ripples, directly impacting Zhao Yue's consciousness. The trick used this time is slightly different from the move just now. Its function is to stagnate and delay the operation of the consciousness through oscillation and resonance, hysteresis and delay the speed of the human body's thinking and nerve reactions is infinitely extended. This effect reaches the extreme, and it will even make the receptor produce a sense of mistakenness that is eternal and immortal...

it's over!

Mo Yan looked at Zhao Yue, who seemed to take more than ten minutes to blink his eyelids, and simply reached out and took the detonator and pistol from his hand.

Everything is incredibly simple!

Without verbal and violent fights, it was like eating and drinking water. When you came over and stretched out your hand, everything was so simple and plain...

Mo Yan called this move "nightmare"! (Your support from this site.com is my greatest motivation.)
Chapter completed!