indianbanksassociation Chapter 199 Tell You A Secret
Chapter 199 Tell You A Secret
"What?"
Hearing this, the man in the baseball cap, who was observing the surroundings for opportunities to escape, raised his head with a blank expression.
As a foreigner, he did not know the term "Pao Ding Jie Niu".
Zhao Yan looked at the man in front of him with a high nose and sunken eye sockets. He smiled and said nothing.
He was not interested in giving an old surgeon a profound and profound idiom story.
Let others experience it for themselves.
Take out a silver-white knife from the system space.
Zhao Yan blew lightly on the blade and kindly gave the man some knowledge, "Do you know how many muscles there are in the human body?"
Looking at the shimmering blade, the man felt a little panicked.
"What are you going to do? I'm warning you, the police are coming soon!"
The sound of that shot was not small, and I think the tourists had already called the police.
He only had to delay a little longer and he would be saved.
Zhao Yan did not answer and continued: "There are 639 human muscles in total. In China, senior chefs have a deep understanding of the ingredients. The texture of the muscles and the position of the bones are all clear. They can skillfully cook all the muscles. Separate from the bones and keep the skeleton intact.”
"??!"
Hearing this, the man's body trembled with fright, and his pupils shrank to the size of needles.
Farke! Are all Chinese chefs perverts? How could you research such outrageous technology?
"No! You can't do this! You are abusing the prisoners. I demand the treatment stipulated in the Ritawa Convention!"
He directly chose to show off his cards and admitted his not-so-serious identity.
God knows what will happen to him if he hides it any longer.
"Come back here, why are you running away? It's my first time to perform a knife operation, so I'm not very skilled at it. If you move too much, it will hurt."
Zhao Yan grabbed the man's leg and cut off the man's hand tendons and hamstrings with a few swish of the knife.
In this way, you can devote all your attention to decomposition.
"Ah! Help! Someone come!"
The man screamed in pain, his expression collapsed, and he lay helpless on the ground and started calling for help.
At this time, he extremely regretted taking over the assassination mission assigned by the organization.
If he could turn back time, he would definitely kill the bastard who issued the mission with one shot.
Zhao Yan first divided the muscles in his arms.
The knife danced quickly like a butterfly piercing a flower, and at the same time, he did not forget to tap the bleeding acupuncture points on the man's body to slow down the bleeding.
"Ah ah ah, I said, I said everything, let me go."
The man in the baseball cap had sore nose and tears, so he couldn't care less about his loyalty to the organization.
Loyalty, can you step on the horse and keep him alive?
Unexpectedly, Zhao Yan was not interested in knowing his so-called secret.
Instead, he continued to break down the muscles, and after a while, he took out a piece of muscle and put it in front of the man, "Look, this is your biceps. It seems that you usually exercise well."
Looking at the blood-red muscles in front of him, the man's face turned pale and his eyes widened.
Endless fear surged up in his head, drowning him like a tide. For a moment, he forgot the pain.
"Then, I'm going to start taking out other muscles. You have to be strong. There are still 638."
Zhao Yan threw the piece of meat aside and patted the man on the shoulder to encourage him.
"By the way, you want to say that the organization sent you to kill me, right? Oh, your organization is called Daybreak, right?"
Hearing this, the man opened his mouth in horror.
"Impossible, how would you know?!"
He hasn't started recruiting yet!
In the end, the other party actually revealed his origin? This is so ridiculous!
Who can tell him what happened?
Is there a traitor in the organization?
"Everything is possible. I also know that your codename is Hawkeye. You are a killer, good at sniping, and you are among the top in your organization."
Zhao Yan smiled and continued busy.
Sure enough, with his attention diverted, the man forgot to cry out in pain.
He's so sweet.
"No, this is wrong, it shouldn't be like this." The man muttered in disbelief in disbelief.
His body was still twitching.
This is caused by spasms of pain.
"Let me tell you a secret, your organization called Daybreak, if you are right, is supported by a force called the Illuminati."
Zhao Yan looked at the man meaningfully.
Sure enough, upon hearing this, the man instantly broke his guard.
"No, who are you!? I don't believe it! What Illuminati is, it's fake, it's all fake!"
He never imagined that there was another organization behind the organization.
The most important thing is that he doesn’t know this secret at all!
But the target of his assassination knew everything!
Damn it, all the members of the Dawn organization have been infiltrated to this extent.
But it killed him!
...
"Quick! I hear a cry!"
Fang Manning's pretty face changed, and she sped up a little faster, running at the front.
"Hurry up! Damn it, why is there a killer!"
Fang Chengwen's face was gloomy, and his eyes flashed with an astonishing coldness.
If something happens to Zhao Yan, he will make Paradise Island pay a heavy price!
"Mad, he must be the killer hired by Paradise Island!"
"It's really disgusting. Zhao Yan revealed his true identity and he became so angry that he sent a killer to carry out the assassination."
"Fuck his grandma, can't you afford that bastard Suharto?"
Zhang Chi and others were also frightened and angry, and they responded unceremoniously.
...
The man in the baseball cap is dead.
It was not a very peaceful death.
With endless hatred for Zhao Yan and the organization, he reluctantly took his last breath.
He felt until his death that the organization had tricked him.
"Zhao Yan, Zhao Yan!"
Fang Manning's shout came.
Zhao Yan wiped his hands casually, stood up and walked outside the building.
"I'm here!"
With a lazy smile on his face, he looked at Fang Manning, who had a pretty and anxious face, hurried over.
"Woo, that's great. You're okay. That's great."
Fang Manning ignored the looks of others and plunged into Zhao Yan's arms.
She, who has always been cold and stubborn, now has pear blossoms and rain.
There is a joy of regaining something.
Along the way, she thought about many bad consequences. Fortunately, Zhao Yan was safe and sound.
Fang Chengwen's mouth twitched, wanting to say something.
In the end, he just winked and walked into the building first.
Zhang Chi and the others, with ambiguous smiles on their faces, glanced at the two of them, and followed Fang Chengwen's steps in a sensible manner.
"Okay, everyone is in."
Zhao Yan patted Fang Manning's pink back with a smile. He didn't expect that Fang Manning, who was as big as an ice cube, would burst into tears.
Hearing this, Fang Manning's body trembled.
She left Zhao Yan's arms stiffly, then her pretty face turned red, her eyes flickered, and he hesitated: "Well, don't think too much about it. I was just worried about the safety of my comrades, and I just acted out of desperation..."
"I understand! Comrades. We must take care of each other on the battlefield. Don't worry, I didn't think too much."
Zhao Yan shrugged, as if it was a matter of course.
"Huh, are you a man? The beautiful woman threw herself into her arms without even thinking about it?" Fang Manning's face was unhappy. These words were not very harmful, but extremely insulting.
Zhao Yan: "?"