Thriller Paradise

Late, eleven o'clock.

As midnight is approaching, Fengbian has not had much time to delay on the road, so he asked Hill to drive directly along the road to the castle, and then wait for the intercepted troops to make further calculations.

Unexpectedly, in places less than two kilometers from the castle, they encountered dozens of soldiers and police officers who were running away.

These people looked terrified and faltered, some of them were injured, and some were covered with blood and visceral debris...

Seeing this scene, Feng Shi quickly reasoned about what happened in front of him, and immediately sneered: "Oh... it looks... the count has solved the problem of encirclement for us." He said, he turned his head to Hill. "Do you step on the gas pedal, and they don't respond and hurry up."

"Understand." Hill responded and immediately did it.

At this time, the police and soldiers who escaped from the vicinity of the castle were almost in a state of sorrow, soft legs, retching retching... Their vehicles had been destroyed, and many people even The weapons on hand were lost. After seeing a car on the head, only a few people reacted and waved to tell them that they stopped, but under the direction of the brother, Hill naturally ignored it. With this kind of blockade, one foot of the throttle rushed over and quickly left the crowd behind.

"It's great." Feng Jie did not hesitate. "Mr. Hill, you did a great job. So far... your mission has been basically completed."

When the words arrived, Jue Ge put his hand into his own bag and took out his compound anti-gravity catapult.

"Don't! Don't kill me!" In the same second, Hill's afterglow saw the hands of the brother, and scared to beg for mercy.

"What do you do with a shock..." Feng Shou said in a calm tone. "Where do you see that I am going to kill you?"

"You don't wear garlic!" Hill replied excitedly. "I have seen so much in the movie. The so-called 'Your mission is done', the subtext is 'You are useless'! And you and the movie. Like those who kill people, they have already pulled out their weapons while talking!"

"Hehehe..." Feng Jie laughed. "What do you say? Who are you taking me? Killing a madman?"

This question was asked afterwards. Hill is not daring to pick up the child, anyway, his heart... has given a definite answer.

"Indeed, in the past ten hours, I have been using your life to ask you to do things." Jing brother waited for a few seconds. Then, just now, "But if it is done after the event... it needs motivation." He shrugged and answered. "In most cases, the purpose of destroying the mouth is to eliminate the person’s card or to pay the reward... and I have no such thing. The intention of the aspect. On the contrary, I am very happy to realize my initial promise... let you live."

"You..." Hill pondered for two seconds and asked with courage. "You are not afraid that I will tell what I have experienced today?"

"What about going out?" Feng did not know, "Do you think that would have any effect on me?" He overtook his head and cast a meaningful look toward the other side. "And... how can you be sure... ...you're saying the things you've experienced today's behavior...not part of my plan?"

His words are actually a bit of a deliberate meaning, but used on Hill, it can be said that the effect is a group.

"Okay..." Hill did not continue to discuss this issue with him. For him, he can live today. He should thank God, "That... the chip on my back, what are you going to do?"

“No need to deal with it.” Feng Shuhui replied. “The time of existence in the human body is limited. In a few days, it will dissolve and be metabolized by you, causing diarrhea or constipation at most.”

"What? It doesn't matter if you don't care about it?" Hill said.

"Oh... what do you think?" Feng did not know, "Although this chip is also a combination of magic and super technology, but after all, it is only a temporary device that took ten minutes to make, even its power is From the bioelectricity generated by your own exercise and the energy generated by mood swings, do you think that what is the size of a fingernail cover depends on what keeps it running?"

"That is to say..." Hill later read and heard. "In fact, when I am away from you, I just need to find a place to sit down and keep calm... The chip will automatically expire soon."

"Yes, Mr. Hill. That's it." Feng did not return.

"Ha...hahaha..." Hill smiled and laughed for a long time. "I knew so... I ran in the afternoon."

"In fact, if you take Van Helsing's diary directly back to me in a few hours, your task today can end early." Feng Jie said, "However, you are still like me. I chose to deal with me as I expected... Hehe... So, it’s really a headache for you to be a type that is neither smart nor stupid."

At this point in their conversation, the car has also been driven outside the main entrance of the castle.

Hill slowly stopped the car, and he unconsciously untied his seat belt and prepared to get off.

"Hey, you forgot something." Hill turned his head and found that he could not leave the catapult in the seat.

"That's it for you." Hearing brother stepped back and said, "You'd better keep it safe, because you will use it soon."

"Oh..." Hill still wants to ask why, but he did not feel that he had walked forward and walked over the moat.

In fact, the words of Jiao Ge were indeed fulfilled in the near future... Three days after the incident, Hill was found and arrested by the military; at that time... the chip in his body had disappeared, and his confession was credible. It is not high, so... this ejector with a technological content far exceeding the level of the planet has become the only evidence that Hill is "intimidated" by crime.

Until then, Hill realized that... the reason why Mr. F left the item in the car.

As Jing Ge repeatedly emphasized and promised, as long as Hill listens to the instructions, after the matter is finished, he can "live".

I didn’t know what to say, but I did it, even if the price was paid for a piece of equipment, and there was no return...

He is such a contradictory person. Sometimes he will carefully calculate the dripping, not sloppy, and sloppy. But at other times, he may do something inexplicable for one sentence, one thought, and stubbornly. It’s not worth the loss, and it’s not worth the price... (to be continued)