Chapter 353 Do You Really Want to Be Here? I'll Be Shy

"How dare you come!"

Accompanied by a sharp shout, the venomous snake, who was concentrating on finding the trace of the princess, was kicked out like a rag bag.

He stared at the scene in front of him with wide eyes, and before he could react, he fell heavily to the ground, and rolled on the grass for several circles, covered in dust and looked extremely embarrassed.

But the instinct of an assassin made the venomous snake immediately extinguish the doubts in his heart, and put all his limited computing power into judging that his stealth failed and had been discovered by the strong, and quickly deduced that this matter could not be done, and this place could not be left, and finally made the decision to escape at the speed of light.

This decision was undoubtedly extremely wise, but after his proud stealth ability was humiliated, the next thing to be humiliated was his equally proud speed.

Because the venomous snake had just struggled to get up and took a step with his hunched body, the black shadow that he had not had time to see clearly flashed in front of him, and kicked him in the lower abdomen without saying a word.

"Still want to run, right?"

Blood rushed to his throat, and his body could not control itself and flew backwards again, using his flesh and blood to hit the wall and leaving exaggerated cracks.

If the previous kick caused his internal organs to be dislocated and broken, then this kick made his soul collapse and cry.

Feeling that even the bones in his body must be broken by double digits, he no longer had the strength to get up, and could only collapse to the ground listening to the buzzing roar in his mind.

"Is this not enough?"

Seeing that he had lost the ability to resist and escape, the man withdrew the third kick that might have kicked him to death on the spot, and walked over to grab his collar.

"Huh? What level are you at? You still want to learn to assassinate others. Do you know how ridiculous it is to walk in with such a swagger?"

The venomous snake whimpered and fainted before he could even hear the second half of the sentence.

When his brain, which had been shut down for protection, restarted, he raised his head drowsily, but saw that there was a grayness in front of him.

He looked around calmly and found that there were no windows and the door was locked. He seemed to be locked in a closed underground room. He moved his wrists slightly and it seemed that he was tied up with ropes.

All these made him come to a very painful conclusion - I was captured.

Fortunately, the organization had already made arrangements for this. As long as... huh?

He moved his tongue to find the venom sac from his back teeth, but after opening his dentures, he found nothing. The suicide method he had hidden there in advance was gone!

Damn it!

A few panics rose in the heart of the venomous snake, but the emotions were interrupted before they could take root. He turned to extreme calmness and carefully checked what had happened in the past few hours since he last checked the venom sac.

However, before he had time to think clearly, the door in front of him was pushed open, and four people came in one after another.

Duke Hetman, Archbishop Tenis, Princess Eleanor, and... At this moment, the case was finally solved. It was the Ji Ming God Chosen who had captured him alive just now.

"The time of awakening is about what I expected. Are you busy licking your teeth? Ha, such disrespectful behavior is not allowed, but please rest assured, I have taken it out for you."

As the door of the secret room closed again with a bang, Ji Ming's hand lit up with holy light, shining on the assassin's face like a desk lamp in an interrogation room.

"Tell me, who are you? Who sent you? What is your purpose?"

Objectively speaking, the assassin's stealth skills are really good. If it were an ordinary person, he would definitely be blinded by the fog he cast, and he would not react even if he walked past them in a swagger.

But who told Ji Ming to have [Saint's Judgment], and guessed in advance that there would be guests coming tonight?

His eyes were like Superman possessed, and he saw the assassin who climbed over the wall and sneaked into the guesthouse and felt good about himself. And

However, he did not alert the snake, but put him in a relatively wide courtyard, and then suddenly took action to deal with this little mouse.

The assassin who fell into his hands did not speak after hearing this. Instead, after three seconds of silence, he suddenly burst into an exaggerated laughter like a sitcom, and laughed alone for a long time. Then he said his first sentence.

"What are you doing? Why are you so serious?"

Ji Ming suddenly felt something was wrong and blocked his mouth with a brighter light.

"Don't laugh here, your retreat has been cut off by me! Whether you want to live or want to die comfortably, it's best not to play tricks and tricks here!"

But just like when chatting with Winster, threats seemed to only make the venomous snake more excited.

So instead of restraining himself, he leaned forward and started to go crazy with a mixture of various oral sounds.

"Hehehe, I'm not playing any tricks, I just think you are very, very good-looking, and I want to chat with you more!"

Then there was a lot of nonsense, mixed with boring jokes in the bad words, and the way he talked nonsense looked like a bad... excellent talk show actor.

Seeing this, Tenis and Hetman both frowned. As experienced people, they all knew that they were not afraid of the prisoners who refused to speak, but they were afraid of the prisoners who spoke wildly.

This man in black kept asking and nagging, in addition to wanting to confuse the audience, cover up his own flaws, and reversely break the defense of the interrogator, another very important purpose was to anger

——The angry interrogator can't help but want to torture him. It's best to kill him with a flash of his hand, so that his goal will be achieved!

So he first attacked the land where Ji Ming was born, and then criticized the various dark histories of the Glow Church. Then he began to question the loyalty of the Jueqiao family to the kingdom and the royal family. Finally...

Ji Ming wished that others would attack him as a barbarian. After all, since the so-called civilized people were unwilling to talk to him properly, he just used the wisdom of his ancestors "I am a barbarian" to explode with him, and used a big iron fist to severely bombard his little penis. Weakness, isn't it more satisfying than continuing to play riddles?

Tenis only felt ridiculous when faced with this kind of thing. She had been working in this trench church for five hundred years, and she had a lot of black history in her hands. If she didn't really have no ambition, she could act out an alien version. In House of Cards, he fights the red clothes first and then fights the Pope. How could he possibly think that such a thing can cause harm?

Hetman also felt that he was in good spirits, and the trust between Jueqiao and the royal family was relatively stable. If a few words from a little flea could make the contemporary Sun King suspicious, then there would be no need for such a dim-witted king, not to mention... ...Now he is a prisoner, and even if he shouts at his throat, it cannot be heard beyond the iron wall.

As for Eleanor…

"Aminos!"

Well, okay, she was really angry that he kept making things against her parents, so she took out her staff and prepared to follow Adele's example and use some necessary force to protect her reputation.

But before he could gently knock on his sleeping heart, Ji Ming quickly stretched out his arm to stop him.

"Don't get close to him. This kid is almost using his laughter as a punctuation mark. His mental state is like that of a clown. If you lift him up, he might be contaminated by poisonous gas and become laughing wildly or something like that."

"But……"

"Don't worry, just leave this kind of thing to me."

Ji Ming took off his left glove and showed the Hidden Dragon Thorn in front of the assassin.

"You probably used a similar weapon to complete the assassination. Have you ever personally experienced what it feels like?"

Unexpectedly, the assassin immediately twisted his shoulders and came closer, looking impatient and in need of a beating.

"Not yet, then... why don't you let me feel it today?"

"Okay."

However, when Ji Ming's arm suddenly shook, and the spike penetrated the assassin's wrist with such force that it penetrated directly, he actually let out an excited and satisfied cheer amid the blood that spilled out.

"Ah~ got in!"

Behind Ji Ming came the sound of someone covering their face, but he remained calm, smiled slightly, and said softly.

"You like it very much?"

The assassin nodded repeatedly, panting.

“I love it!”

"very good!"

As we all know, as a kind person, Ji Ming always respects the opinions of others, and as a god, he knows very well how God loves the world.

So he maxed out his attack speed, unleashed all his firepower, and took out a variety of small sharp weapons to pamper a wave of assassins.

Hutman was frightened when he saw him using people as sandbags and slashing at them like crazy. He was about to shout to stop but was stopped by Tenis.

"He is a doctor, he knows what he is doing better than us!"

This is indeed the case. When Ji Ming finally stopped after three minutes and felt that he had no place to strike, even though it had been reduced from super movable to a large figure with zero movement, from a professional point of view The assassin, who had no fatal injuries, was still not dead.

But he didn't give in. He even raised his head, as if sticking out his tongue, and slurred incoherently.

"Hurry up~ I'm still not satisfied here, brother."

"Okay, I'll count on you!"

Helpless, Ji Ming could only wipe his hands with a handkerchief, turned around and smiled.

"It's not easy to deal with this. At least from the medical field... I have exhausted all my options."

The expressions of the three of them were not very good. Eleanor, who had never seen such a thing before, covered her mouth, looking like she might vomit at any time.

After all, if it weren't for the assassin's own appearance, the black shadow lying limply on the ground would be no different from a filleted fish that has been soaked with tomato juice and processed to be very tasty.

But after all, he was a martial noble, so Hertman's acceptance was relatively high. He touched the stubble on his chin and analyzed it.

"To be able to withstand such a severe punishment, even the dead warriors raised by aristocratic families may not have such willpower and loyalty. I think it should come from those larger churches."

Ji Ming suddenly asked.

"Like a dense forest?"

The Duke was stunned for a moment and nodded slightly.

"Yes, like a dense forest."

When Ji Ming said this, he had actually been paying attention to the assassin's reaction, but the assassin's crazy mental state made him look as crazy as ever, and he was still doing all kinds of cruel things that were unseemly.

But from the medical field, everything is exhausted, but from the theological field?

Ji Ming made up his mind and waved his hand.

"I still have some special methods, but I need you to avoid them."

"ah?"

However, before the three of them had time to express their opinions, the assassin began to "beg for mercy" at the throat.

"No, is this why you transformed me into a doll that can be manipulated by others? Oh my God, don't let me stay with this pervert. I'm surrendering... at least cover my face. , I will cooperate well.”

"you!"

The increasingly bastard's crazy words made Ji Ming almost unable to hold back, but he still suppressed the knife in his hand.

"Just hand him over to me, I'll get us what we want right away!"

But Tenis shook his head immediately.

"This is not right, God's Chosen, we can't let you be alone with a church lunatic."

Seeing the Archbishop take the lead, Hetman and Eleanor also expressed their opposition.

Whether it was for Ji Ming's safety or the safety of the tongue, they didn't want Ji Ming to take risks.

"Okay."

In fact, even if he took a step back, he was not afraid of revealing any trump cards with the omnipotent excuse machine in his hand, so he walked back to the assassin.

"Lost lamb, you have been blinded by the evil god, but my Lord will illuminate your way with light."

As he exclaimed "Wow, are we going to do it in public? So shy", he pressed his hand on the place where the head should be in the shadow.

In various works, if the one who uses water and fire is often the protagonist, the one who uses lightning is often the supermodel monster, and the one who uses time and space is often the big daddy of the enemy and the friendly party, then the one who uses mind control and the like is most likely the villain.

Therefore, Ji Ming, who pays special attention to the creation of personal IP, is usually unwilling to show in front of outsiders that he has formed a systematic mind magic after the double blessing of angel magic and eye demon bloodline. After all, he is not a bald man who likes to tattoo on his forehead.

But now, just like the meaning of the vest is to tear it, the meaning of the forbidden technique is to use it when necessary! Use it bravely and fiercely!

God of Holy Light: Then use it in my name, right! ! !

So Ji Ming used the holy light to cover up and activated [Suggestion], and began to use his mind to invade the assassin's mind, but when he took out the tools to pick the lock, he suddenly found...

Eh?

If the mind of others is a brick house, and the psychological defense line is a fence or high wall on the outside, in short, it is a small courtyard called the soul, then the soul of this assassin is a...

"A huge stone pile that is extremely abrupt!?"

Yes, without external buildings, internal decorations, and any beauty worthy of praise, his soul can be said to be meaningless.

It's like someone destroyed everything that existed with external force, and then ground all the construction waste into slag, and then mixed it with cement called brainwashing and steel bars called faith, and cast it into a super-large garbage dump in front of him.

——It is very solid, but it is definitely not the soul of a living thing.

Ji Ming immediately frowned, and the high moral standard of order and goodness made him curse out loud.

"What kind of beast would turn a good living person into this?"