Chapter 122 (1/2)

If the little demon is not because his lover is a hostage and the old monster is not because he is a hostage, both the little demon and the old monster will swear.

The hand is an old monster's hand, and the person who answers the question is a little demon. What's the relationship with you? What's your nervousness? We should be nervous, OK?

Fang Yan waved his hand to indicate that it was not counted that time.

He put one hand on the old monster's wrists and the other hand on the five fingers of his right hand and said, ”come on, that time didn't count. The game goes on - the first question is, where did you learn Tai Chi?”

The little demon looked at the old monster, like he wanted to talk but stopped.

Click!

Fang Yan's fingers snapped and broke one of the old monster's fingers.

”HMM.”

because Fang Yan used too much force this time, he almost broke the old monster's fingers to 90 degrees. Even though the old monster has experienced many battles, some of them can't bear the pain. Forced to bite his teeth and snorted.

”What are you doing?” The little demon roared. Move your right foot forward, ready to attack before the war. ”You did it on purpose.”

”Not bad. This time it was intentional. ” Fang Yan said frankly. ”I didn't explain the rules of the game clearly just now. I'll add a few more. When I ask a question, the person who answers the question can't hesitate, can't delay the time, can't talk with you two, even the eye contact can't -- who knows if you have any chips in your eyes, can send information through your eyes or not. ”

”You didn't explain the rules clearly. Why did you fold his fingers?” Said the little demon angrily. ”Why should your fault be borne by others?”

Fang Yan sneers and looks at the little demon and says, ”you are a killer, not a naive child - don't you know better than me? Now, you are in my hands. Every word I say is a rule. Everything I do is a rule. Whether it's my fault or not, I say it's your fault, that's your fault - did you tell me the rules when you killed me? No. ”

”-------” the little demon wanted to talk. Fang Yan said that, she really can't refute. If they had, Fang Yan would have become a dead man. They won't tell him the rules, the rules and the idiotic games of quick questions and quick answers.

A philosopher in the world of killers said: wasting time equals to chronic suicide.

”Understand?” Fang Yan asked with a smile. ”If we understand, let's start again - first, who sent you to kill me?”

”-------” the little demon's mouth opened and quickly closed.

This fox is a cunning guy, this hyena is a cunning bastard. He played tricks on them, he played interrogation psychology with them.

Fang Yan breaks the first finger of the old monster when the little demon and the old monster are unprepared. That's to make them tense and ready to answer any questions raised by Fang Yan at any time. Because you don't know what he's doing, and you don't know when he's going to do it - he makes you defenseless, but you have to.

Fang Yan breaks the second finger of the old monster and gives the reason that the little demon answers the question too slowly and is suspected of eye contact. Because of hesitation and pause, the old monster broke a finger. This makes the spirit of the little demon and the old monster more concentrated. They have even put the answer to their lips. As long as Fang Yan asks a question again, they will immediately say the answer he wants -

however, the third question he asks is who is behind the scenes. He suddenly changed the question, and they almost blurted out the answer.

Fortunately, their quick response stifled the answer to the question. If they divulge the buyer's information, they will violate the killer's professionalism. They will not only be difficult to stand in this industry, but also be hunted by the organization.

Killer Creed 1: kill the target.

Killer creed 2: do not disclose employer information.

Killer creed 3: loyalty to the first employer.

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Fang Yan looks at the old monster caught in his hand, and at the lucky eyes of the little demon in front of him. He can't help but be happy. ”Do you think I'm smart?” he said

”------”

CLICK!

Fang Yan slowly broke the third finger of the old monster.

Fang Yan patted the old monster on the back of his hand and said, ”this time it's the price of refusing to answer questions.”

The old monster and the little demon stare at Fang Yan maliciously. They are almost blown up by this boy.

Play!

They couldn't help but think of such words.

He is playing with them, their bodies and their feelings -

they are killers. One - --- no, two famous killers have been played with like this, which is an insult.

”You can kill me.” The old monster looked at Fang Yan and said. ”But I can assure you that you will be in danger all your life and will be taken away at any time.””Is this a threat?” Fang Yan said sarcastically. ”The knife in your hand can't scare me. You think two lips can do what the knife can't do?”

”What do you want?” Said the little demon. ”We can trade.”

”You are not qualified to trade with me. Answer my first question first. Where did you learn Tai Chi? ” Fang Yan asked again.