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The three of them quickly found a building with a clear view near the target location.

According to the discussion of everyone on the road.

Riese and McKell provided cover on the high-rise building, and left the detailed negotiations to Duwei.

As for the signal, as long as Duwei showed the OK sign, they would shoot everyone present except Duwei and Eddie.

After the two of them were in place, Duweishi, who was wearing a bulletproof suit, walked into the alley of the slum.

In this dark, rancid, unmonitored alley, a group of people led by the gangster leader were warming themselves over a fire.

The dim light produced by the burning bonfire illuminated the dark alley just enough to see.

Eddie was being tied up by these people with his hands and feet tied in a large shape to the iron net on the side.

Judging from the deep red marks on Eddie's hands and feet, Eddie was tied up for a long time.

"Hey, are you Eddie's friend? Have you brought the things?"

The bald man with a steel tooth and a scar on his brow clapped his hands and stood up from the ground.

As he stood up, the younger brothers around him also stood up, lit a few matches from their hands and threw them on the ground.

There was a bang.

A ring of fire surrounded everyone inside.

The sudden bright light made Du Wei squint his eyes before he could adapt to the sudden change of environment.

At the same time, he also saw more things because of the light, such as a wire connected to the iron net where Eddie was tied.

The bald man was fiddling with a palm-sized remote control in his hand.

Obviously, the iron grid can become a power grid at any time, which means Eddie's life and death is now in his hands.

Hearing the noise, Eddie, who had not had a drop of water for a long time, raised his head in confusion, revealing a face that had been beaten so severely that even acquaintances could hardly recognize it.

"Uncle Owen...(save me)"

Duwei shook his head. It seemed that after rescuing Eddie, he would have to take him to the dentist.

"Hey, our boss is asking you, what are you still thinking about?

Do you want to feel the taste of Iron Fist like him?"

Seeing that Du Wei remained silent, the younger brothers who were pretending to be powerful showed their finger tigers in their hands and slowly approached with malicious smiles.

They deliberately slowed down the process so that Du Wei could clearly see the bloody spikes on the finger tiger.

Let Du Wei know how glorious its past achievements were, so he cried bitterly and begged them for mercy in a panic.

This is their favorite drama.

Seeing the weak groveling in front of them will undoubtedly give these low-level gangsters a sense of psychological superiority.

These polite, polite people in suits and leather shoes are nothing more than frightened puppies in front of them.

But what makes them doubtful is why even so, the guy in front of them can still be so calm?

Is he really... not afraid?

Facing the two gangsters approaching him, Du Wei smiled nonchalantly, as if he was making a big deal out of a molehill.

It seems that these guys are just the lowest level gangsters, with no background behind them.

Even though the bald man had taken nzt, he didn't realize how terrifying Eddie's network was due to his initial IQ and knowledge base...

Or maybe it was Eddie's poor performance that made the bald man look down on Eddie's friends.

Then the problem is simple.

"Don't do it, of course I brought the things, as long as you are alive to take them."

Du Wei said while making an 'ok' gesture.

When he heard Du Wei's words and saw the strange 'ok' gesture, the bald man immediately noticed something strange, and he immediately wanted to press the switch in his hand to tear up the ticket.

But the next second, a dull gunshot sounded.

The hand of the bald man holding the remote control was broken even to the bones and fell to the ground.

At the same time as the heart-rending screams rang out, the younger brother, who was still standing beside him and holding a gun vigilantly, also had a terrifying blood hole gushing out between his eyebrows.

This sudden gunshot made the two boys in front of Du Wei subconsciously bend down and look up to try to find the sniper's position.

But they soon discovered that they shouldn't have done this.

Taking their eyes off Duwei was the last mistake they made in their lives.

Du Wei, who was in everyone's blind spot, unhurriedly took out the Glock with a silencer attached to his waist, and even had time to aim at the heads of the two people in front of him.

Phew! Phew!

Two soft gunshots rang out, and the two men fell to the ground.

Eddie, who was tied to the barbed wire fence, felt as if he was in a dream.

In a daze, all the gangsters who tied him fell down?

He even saw the man named Du Wei shoot only two shots and kill four people?

Without the blessing of nzt, Eddie really couldn't understand the scene in front of him.

He only felt that his brain was in chaos, and he was still in a state of confusion until Duwei solved him and put the Glock that was still warm in his hand into his hand.

Du Wei pointed at the bald man who was still rolling on the ground holding his broken wrist and said:

"Now, get rid of him."

Eddie raised the gun tremblingly. The feeling now was completely different from when he had the blessing of nzt and conspired to kill someone by coincidence.

He couldn't be absolutely calm, and it was difficult for him to shoot at a person who had lost the power to resist.

Not to mention that his gun is going to send the person in front of him to hell.

Even if this person humiliated him many times before, it was difficult for him to pull the trigger.

After taking aim for a long time, Eddie finally couldn't make the move. He put down the gun with a sigh and said something unclearly:

"Let him go, he has been punished enough."

Duwei shook his head. Eddie who doesn't take nzt is indeed a waste.

Du Wei took out an nzt from his pocket and threw it over:

"Looks like you could use a little help."

Eddie, who hurriedly took the nzt, looked at the small transparent pill with longing in his eyes.

But he was still hesitating. No matter how bad his mind was now, he knew that he would definitely be able to do the right thing in that state.

The right thing to do is to pull the trigger and kill the bald man in front of him, thereby completely binding him to Du Wei's rescue team.

Looking at Eddie who was still hesitating, Du Wei couldn't help but sigh:

“If you can’t even do this, how are you going to get the freedom and money you want?

You don't even have the ability to protect them. Think about this clearly. I'll wait for you at the entrance of the alley...

Whether to kill or release is entirely up to you."

After saying that, Du Wei stepped out of the ring of fire and walked towards the brightly lit street outside the alley.

Just as Du Wei was about to step out of the alley, a slight gunshot was heard from behind, followed by a series of gunshots that seemed to vent his anger.

Duwei smiled. Being able to shoot so irrationally showed that Eddie had made a decision without taking nzt.

Now it's time for Eddie to say goodbye to the cowardice of the past.

Otherwise, Du Wei wouldn't mind one more corpse in the alley.

Du Wei pulled out 'takeout' from his phone, called, and ordered dinner for four people.

When Eddie staggered out of the alley.

A black van with the words "Professional Waste Disposal" on it was parked right at the entrance of the alley.

Four tall 'delivery guys' carrying various tools walked down from the top.

Coming down from the cab was a short old man, wearing a black British-style hat and a black leather jacket.

Although he is short and old, he has a special aura about him.

At least the other four people followed him after he reached the front.

It can be seen that this old man is the leader of this waste disposal team.

When the little old man walked up to Du Wei, he very gentlemanly took off his top hat and bowed slightly to Du Wei.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Duwei, I'm Charlie.

Since this is your first time using takeout service, I would like to remind you again.

The price of takeout for four people is four gold coins, are you sure you want to use the service?"

Du Wei nodded:

"Sure."

Charlie smiled slightly and pointed toward the alley with the hand holding the top hat, and the four people holding the tools walked in expressionlessly.

Then Charlie turned the hat over and Duwei threw four gold coins in.

Charlie put on his hat with satisfaction.

"Well, Mr. Du Wei, I wish you good luck in martial arts and see you next time."

Eddie looked at the group of people filing in in shock, and then asked after a while:

"What do they do?"

"Clean up the scene and create missing persons."

Before Eddie, who had not taken medicine, could finish digesting the information, Duwei continued:

"Eat nzt, it's too hard to talk to you now."

Eddie smiled bitterly. To be honest, he felt a bit stupid now.

Things that should have been seen through in an instant are now like seeing flowers in a fog.

Without nzt, he is indeed nothing.

Eddie quickly accepted the fact that he was a waste, so he swallowed the nzt in his hand.

It doesn't matter that he is a waste, nzt can transform him.

As nzt melted, Eddie's brain began to beat vigorously again, and his demeanor gradually changed from cowardly and self-prepared to determined and confident.

Some things that were not understood just now become easier to understand in an instant.

Eddie's eyes no longer held confusion, but a look of understanding.

Like these guys getting off the waste disposal truck.

Apparently they were specialized in disposing of corpses to avoid leaving any information at the scene that could be linked to their employer.

Moreover, the transactions of this organization are conducted through a special gold coin...

This also means that Du Wei has some way to obtain this special gold coin.

Think again of the high table that Du Wei mentioned in his talk.

So this effectively functioning system obviously serves the killer.

He didn't expect that Du Wei was not only a doctor and a crime killer, but also a killer.

"Sorry, I caused you trouble this time. I won't do it next time."

"It's best this way, your enemies won't always be the lowest level gangsters.

The method they use to manipulate you is not just kidnapping.

Did you know that nzt actually enters your brain through your bloodstream?

So if we tie you up, give you blood transfusions continuously, feed you nzt and then bleed you, we can develop the formula faster.

Just because I didn't do it doesn't mean others won't do it."

After hearing what Duwei said, Eddie couldn't help but shudder.

The image of being hung on an iron hook like a pig and being bled is really chilling.

He didn't want to be a supplier of flesh and blood to nzt who not only had no freedom but was also extremely painful.

After this kidnapping incident, Eddie deeply understood what it meant to shoot the first bird.

He would be targeted by gangsters just because he made a little extra money in the casino.

What if he took the money to Wall Street to trade stocks?

Then I am afraid that the picture predicted by Du Wei will actually come true.

Du Wei is absolutely right, the prerequisite for freedom is to have enough power.

And want to have

For this, he must first accumulate enough fame, and then use the funds provided by Finch to participate in the campaign to gain power.

At this time, Eddie is no longer the obedient Eddie who even hesitated for a long time before pulling the trigger.

Having made up his mind, he looked into Du Wei's eyes and said firmly:

"I understand, apart from writing to accumulate fame, I will not do anything unnecessary anymore."

Duwei waved his hand, indicating that Eddie could leave on his own.

"Okay, go see a dentist and have your leaky mouth repaired.

Otherwise, it will be hard for me to listen to you, let alone the passers-by who will listen to your speech in the future."

Eddie nodded, penniless and in rags, he took the money Du Wei gave him and limped into the online taxi that Du Wei called for him, heading towards the 24-hour dental clinic in the city.

After settling Eddie's matter, Duwei asked Reese and Michael to go back to rest, then called Michael's phone number and made an appointment to meet later.

Michael, who was still having fun in the bar, quickly swallowed the ipecac syrup and vomited out the alcohol in his stomach that would affect his brain.

Level 3A bodyguards are so dedicated and professional.

Soon, Michael, who appeared to be normal, appeared alone at the door of a mental clinic called Turing.

Here he met his employer, Du Wei, who had temporarily ended his free time.

According to the employment contract, the security relationship between him and Du Wei will expire at eight o'clock tomorrow morning.

So before that, Du Wei had the right to call him at any time.

Du Wei looked at Michael who was standing like a sculpture, smiled and patted his shoulder:

"Relax, we are here for a friendly visit, not for robbery...

Of course, this guy is a dangerous person and you need to pay more attention to her.

You can point a gun at her if necessary.

Now, how about you go see a psychiatrist with your friend?"

Hearing this, Michael's expression froze even more.

Do you actually need a gun?

So how dangerous is the psychiatrist you went to see this time?

Doesn’t Du Wei’s subtext mean that he might be harmed?

Thinking of the Class 3A security company's regulations on employer safety, Michael patted his face and reminded himself that he must stay alert.

Soon, the elevator reached the target floor.

Turing, wearing a blue open-chested dress, appeared in front of the two of them.

Michael's eyes lit up. Duwei didn't say they were seeing a beautiful psychiatrist.

With such good looks and such a figure, you can rely on your face to make a living, but you actually chose to make money by relying on your talent.

How could such a person be a dangerous person?

Or is it that the more charming you are, the more dangerous you are?

When Michael realized this, he immediately reminded himself that this was not flirting with girls in a bar, but could become a life-or-death murder scene.

He couldn't be fooled by this beauty.

Turing didn't feel anything about the two people in front of her. What fascinated her was not superficial appearance.

However, after seeing Du Wei coming up, she still had a charming smile on her face.

This is her professionalism and she wants to make every guest feel at home.

"Mr. Duwei? Please come this way."

Turing, who was leading the way in high heels, swayed and guided the two of them to the living room aside.

Then, after making coffee for the two of them, he sat elegantly on the sofa, with his two white and long legs crossed together to avoid being exposed.

Then Turing opened a blank notepad and was about to ask questions step by step to open Du Wei's heart. Du Wei spoke first:

"People don't talk secretly, and I don't have any mental illness.

I just need to know the information about the patients who came to you for psychological consultation before.

This is his portrait."

Du Wei handed over a lifelike sketch.

The portrait shows Peter's loyal little brother, the guy who was beaten up by Michael.

Turing took the portrait with a smile, but she placed it on the side of the coffee table without looking at it, and then refused apologetically:

"Sorry, Mr. Duwei, as a psychiatrist I need to follow confidentiality regulations.

The patient's condition cannot be disclosed casually.

I hope you can understand my work, and I don’t think you want your personal information to be taken away for the same reason one day in the future, right?”

Du Wei smiled:

"Of course, as a psychiatrist you do need to follow confidentiality regulations.

But what if you're not a real psychiatrist?

Are there any confidentiality regulations that need to be followed?"

Upon hearing Du Wei's words, Turing's face immediately showed a look of astonishment.

Is Du Wei suspecting that she does not have a medical license?

Why is she not a serious psychiatrist?

It's obvious that she has been doing very well recently.

Even her reputation spread among Princeton's upper circles.

There are many celebrities coming to see her now, but no one doubts her identity as a psychiatrist.

Thinking of this, she felt slightly annoyed in her heart.

The person in front of me really doesn't look like he's here for psychological consultation, but more like...he's here to cause trouble?

But Du Wei did pay the fee for the appointment, so no matter how dissatisfied she was, she still had to play the role of a psychiatrist.

So in the end, Turing asked Du Wei with a puzzled look on his face:

"Mr. Duwei, what do you mean?

Are you doubting my business ability?

Since you doubt me, why do you still come to me?

In this case, can this psychological consultation end here?

I'm very sorry for bringing you a bad medical experience, but I will not refund the appointment fee.

So that’s it, I wish you a happy life.”

Turing closed the notepad on his lap and prepared to stand up.

But the next second, Du Wei's words made her stop.

"I mean, should I call you Turing? Or Bara? Or your favorite name, Gen?"

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