Hunter: I’m Really Not a Mind Remover

night.

It was still the original restaurant, which was taken over by Tolan.

As before, there were nearly a hundred men in black suits guarding around the restaurant, and four tall and burly bodyguards in black guarded behind Tolan.

Of course, there are still differences compared to before.

For example, this table is full of delicacies, delicious in color and fragrance, so rich that people can't take their eyes off.

However, Moyou's food was as tasteless as chewing wax.

I don't know if the person who cooks this time is the food hunter.

Moyou felt a little bit pained, the motivation to accompany Lizi tonight was to taste the delicacies made by that gourmet hunter.

But never expected...

The swamp man phenomenon has spread here.

Moyu bowed his head to eat the meat, listening to the conversation between Liz and Tolan.

It seems to be a topic related to the trial the day after tomorrow, and it is also the last commission that Lizzie received from Tolan.

But the content of these conversations is irrelevant.

His attention was more on Tolland.

Tolan, who was sitting opposite Moyu and Lizi, still had a smile on his face, and his manners were decent, giving people a feeling of spring breeze.

However--

From Tolan's body, Moyou clearly sensed the swamp man's breath.

In addition, the four inseparable bodyguards behind Tolan also exuded the breath of swamp people, and eight of the nearly a hundred boys in black suits outside were also swamp people.

In fact, if there is no condition to trigger the "transformation of others", whether it is Tolan or those gangster boys, it will be the same as usual.

"The gang leader who attaches so much importance to security has been replaced by a marshman..."

Moyou swallowed the meat, thinking silently:

"Is the close person turned into a swamp man, and then looking for opportunities to transform him into a swamp man? Or is it that he participated in the signing meeting, and then reached a certain ability condition to directly become the original swamp man? Relatively speaking, the latter's It's less likely."

Even the leading gang boss in Laxiang City was quietly replaced by the swamp people, which is enough to show that the "swamp people phenomenon" is hard to guard against.

Moyou was secretly vigilant.

Previously, she used an excuse to go to the bathroom, so she could only whisper a "be careful" reminder in Lizi's ear.

Thinking about it, Li Zi should be vigilant all the time, and she can also realize that she needs to leave as soon as possible.

Liz looked as usual, discussing with Tolan about the content of the trial the day after tomorrow, and from the corner of her eyes, she glanced at Moyou, who was buried in cooking beside her from time to time.

In just a short while, one-third of the dishes on the table entered Moyou's stomach.

"You obviously told me to be careful, but I ate so happily, and I didn't look very satisfied."

Lizzie was slightly puzzled.

Apart from sitting down and drinking two sips of water at first, she didn't eat anything else. She planned to finish talking about work as soon as possible, and then leave here with Moyou to ask what was going on.

As a host who paid great attention to superficial skills, Tolan would naturally be more concerned about Liz's reaction of turning a blind eye to the table full of delicacies.

"Lawyer Yorkshire, are the dishes tonight not to your taste?"

After talking about a detail in the work content, Tolan cut to another topic at the right time.

Liz smiled and said, "I've been on a diet recently."

"I see."

Tolan looked stunned.

When talking about topics other than work, Li Zi said in a friendly tone: "So I brought my 'greedy' brother over tonight, so that I won't let down Tolan's hospitality."

"Haha, that is indeed the case."

Tolan glanced at Moyou, who had been silently cooking since he sat down, with a hearty smile on his face.

now.

It was 7:18 p.m.

The streets outside the restaurant were crowded with people, as lively as usual.

It's just that the large area in front of the main entrance of the restaurant is empty without a single person.

The reason is naturally the nearly one hundred boys in black suits who look like private soldiers.

They just stood there quietly, exuding an aura that was inaccessible to strangers.

Pedestrians seeing this situation, of course, will not approach easily, and try to stay as far away from the restaurant as possible.

Wearing unremarkable casual clothes, Yier Fan walked slowly through the crowd and walked towards the restaurant with a clear goal.

Different from the time at the airport, his aura has subsided somewhat, but the dark eyes are still filled with a palpitating killing intent.

Remuneration from the employer will be charged if the commission is not completed.

This is not only a Waterloo in his killer career, but also a damage to the family's reputation.

He was rarely angry.

so,

With such emotions, Yiermi felt an indescribable chill in the passers-by wherever he passed, so he subconsciously stayed away from Yiermi.

In the eyes of others, it seems that they have taken the initiative to make way for Yier fans.

"The address is correct."

Stepping into the empty area in front of the restaurant, Yi Ermi ignored the movements of the gang of boys in black suits to snatch it, and looked up slightly at the signboard of the restaurant.

He didn't care at all whether the photos sent by his employer were real or not.

Because he doesn't mind giving the "deceiver" the only punishment in this life.

"Why are you still alive?"

Yi Ermi took out four bead-headed needles with a malicious aura from inside her clothes and held them between her fingers, and said to herself in a calm tone, "Let me confirm it myself."

"Hey, that short-haired kid, stay away from here."

In the gang team, two strong men took out their pistols and walked forward, looking at Yiermi with a bad expression.

They felt the murderous intent from Yiermi, and after issuing a warning, if Yiermi made any misconduct, they would decisively shoot and kill Yiermi in the street.

It's just that before they could finish their words, each of them was pierced into their foreheads by a flying needle.

In addition to them, two "lucky guys" in the rear team were also stabbed in the head by two other pearl needles.

From that moment on, they became Needlemen who were completely dominated by Il fans.

This is the operation system ability of Yiermi. Inserting a special needle into the target's head can turn the target into a needle man who will be at his disposal until death.

If Moyou was at the side right now, he would be surprised to find out...

Among the four gang members randomly selected by Il fans, three were marshmen.

However, Yiermi couldn't tell the difference between a normal human and a swamp man, and gave orders to the needle man controlled by the bead needle.

then.

The four needlemen who had already drawn out their guns turned around and shot at their companions without hesitation.

"Bang bang..."

The gunshots resounded through the street in an instant, and blood splashed on the bodies of the gang members who were shot. They all looked at the needle man who had been controlled by Yiermi in disbelief, and immediately collapsed to the ground.

The street is far away.

The crowd who heard the gunshots were startled and fled in all directions.

Inside the restaurant.

Continuous gunshots came from outside.

Moyou, Lizi, Tolan, and the four personal bodyguards present here all changed their expressions slightly, and immediately looked at the restaurant door.

Just as they looked over, the glass door was suddenly shattered.

A gang member with scars all over his body and a dull expression rushed into the restaurant with his body covered in shards of glass.

"Um?"

Mo You immediately noticed a conspicuous bead needle stuck on the forehead of the gangster member with a strange expression, and his pupils shrank involuntarily.

Needle man for IL fans? !