Chapter 17 Substitute

As soon as these words came out, Nan Mo felt an inexplicable chill in his heart, but he still pretended to be calm and said: "What are you talking nonsense about? How could it not be..."

"For the chief!"

A passionate whisper suddenly came from Su Mu's throat.

Immediately, he took the initiative to grab Nan Mo's hand and slashed the dagger across her neck.

Zhila!

That was the sound of the blade entering flesh, followed by blood spurting out.

Nan Mo was sprayed with hot blood on her face. She stared blankly at Su Mu who fell to the ground, with a hint of lingering fanaticism on her face.

"I...I killed someone!? Why...why..."

She looked at her hands, which were covered in blood. The dagger in her hand slipped weakly and collided with the ground, making a crisp sound.

At this moment!

Bang bang bang...

Sudden applause sounded in the empty hall.

"Wonderful! It's really wonderful. Thank you both for giving me such a wonderful performance."

Among the dozen or so men in black from the Viper Gang, a thin man who even looked a little frail was applauding.

He slowly walked out of the crowd, then took off the gas mask on his face, revealing a pale and handsome face.

"Su Mu!? This...how is this possible!?" Nan Mo's voice was a little distorted, and she looked at Su Mu in disbelief.

"If you are Su Mu, then... who is he?"

Nan Mo tremblingly turned over the body of "Su Mu" lying in a pool of blood. When she saw the face clearly, she was stunned for an instant, and a chilling fear ran through her body from the heavenly spirit!

Because that face was not that of Su Mu, but that of a strange man whose appearance was similar to that of Su Mu. He seemed to be wearing makeup, making his skin look even paler.

"This... this is impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Yang Dongqing shouted at the side. Although his body was weak, his eyes were not blind. It was Su Mu who was clearly kidnapped, why did he become Su Mu now? Another person?

Even if this person looks a bit similar to Su Mu, he is not so similar that he would admit his mistake, and he is not face-blind.

etc......

Yang Dongqing suddenly realized that something was wrong before. In his impression, Su Mu had always been a sick man. He suddenly had a nosebleed during class and needed crutches and a wheelchair. It seemed that a gust of wind could blow him down. With his physique, how could he possibly avoid his own death-defying counterattack just now?

That light and agile step back is not something that a sick person can do.

"You are also a transcendent!!" Yang Dongqing raised his head in disbelief and stared at the newly appeared Su Mu.

Su Mu smiled and said nothing, turned around and ordered: "Come here, take these two frightened men and women down to rest."

"Yes, leader!"

The two younger brothers quickly stepped forward and dragged away Yang Dongqing, who was like a dead dog, and Nan Mo, who was like a puppet.

He won't be like a villain, explaining things endlessly and then giving the opponent a chance to make a comeback.

The previous stand-in was so generous, mainly to test whether Yang Dongqing still had a trump card. He didn't want the other party to suddenly attack and kill during the interrogation.

But what I didn't expect was that instead of testing Yang Dongqing out, Nan Mo came out instead.

"Chief, you scared me to death. My subordinates thought you..." Zhao Chaoyao looked at the body of the substitute on the ground in shock, and walked quickly to Su Mu.

"A gentleman does not stand behind a dangerous wall. I still understand this truth." Su Mu's voice suddenly sounded from behind Zhao Chaoyao.

Zhao Chaoyao was instantly terrified. The leader was clearly right in front of him, so why did the voice come from behind him?

He turned around suddenly and saw a sturdy man among the group of men in black taking off the gas mask on his face, revealing a pale and handsome face.

It's Sumu!

At this moment, Zhao Chaoyao's scalp was numb: "What the hell..."

He quickly looked at Su Mu in front of him, only to find that the face was getting stranger and stranger, it was a completely different person.

Behind him, Su Mu was slowly unbuttoning his black suit, revealing the bulging bulletproof armor under the suit, which was being disassembled piece by piece.

That's why he's so muscular.

Zhao Chaoyao was stunned on the spot, as if he had seen a ghost.

Su Mu said calmly: "There is nothing worth making a fuss about. Didn't I say that a gentleman will not stand behind a dangerous wall?"

Zhao Chaoyao, who was in a state of shock, subconsciously answered: "But you are cheating, sneak attacking, poisoning, and taking advantage of people's feelings. It seems that you are not a gentleman..."

"Huh?" Su Mu glanced at Zhao Chaoyao lightly, which frightened the other party and quickly changed the subject abruptly.

"Chief, you did a good job in finding these two substitutes. They actually look like you, which is rare in the world." After saying this, he suddenly paused and looked at Su Mu carefully.

"By the way, chief, you are not a substitute again, are you?"

Su Mu ignored it, but took out the brown glasses from his pocket and put them on again, his unusually deep eyes slowly disappearing.

"It doesn't matter whether it looks like or not, what matters is hypnosis.

"There are calming candles on every floor of the Viper Gang's headquarters. He fought all the way here and smoked them all.

Coupled with the countless hints of the Ouroboros symbol and Nan Mo's revelation of my news in advance, he had preconceived notions in his mind. All these were paving the way for this hypnosis. I got a substitute who looked a little bit like him, mainly because I had never hypnotized an extraordinary person, just to be on the safe side. "

"High! Leader, you are really high!" Zhao Chaoyao's expression became more and more enthusiastic, but then a trace of doubt appeared on his face: "By the way, chief, what about the poisoning? When I heard your stand-in say just now, I just felt shocked, but now that I think about it carefully, there seems to be something wrong.

Nan Mo's lips were poisonous, but what if she licked her lips halfway? Also, if she hadn’t kissed Yang Dongqing, wouldn’t it be..."

"My plan will not fail." Su Mu smiled mysteriously: "Because...it's not poisonous at all."

"What!?" Zhao Chaoyao was shocked, and his CPU felt a little hot for a while.

"Have you ever heard of the water droplet killing experiment? Someone once did such an experiment, blindfolding a tied up death row prisoner and telling him to drain his blood. Then he applied a little sting to his wrist. Then let the faucet release water drop by drop, making a continuous dripping sound.

After a while, the condemned prisoner really died.

But the truth is, he didn't bleed, he was dripping from beginning to end.

This is the role of psychological suggestion! "

Speaking of this, a look of intoxication appeared on Su Mu's face. He seemed to like this power of playing with people's hearts.