After amnesia, she became a real daughter of a wealthy family

Chapter 211 211 Fang Xing is My Chicken Soup Master

Yuan Ziyan was really puzzled at that moment.

What about saving people?As a result, how to put it on the table?

"First, since your ability restricts me from attacking you, I can choose not to attack you."

Fang Xing patiently took out a pistol and pointed it at her.

"Secondly, you only said that you can't shoot, and you didn't say that I can't protect her. If you get close to her, I will pull the trigger. Self-defense is not a deliberate attack, and the rules you set may not take effect."

The suggestion's ability is a spiritual ability, and fighting back is an instinctive reaction, skipping the psychological struggle at that moment, and will not be affected by the ability.

Yuan Ziyan looked solemn.

This man is not easy to deal with.

Fang Xing continued, "Third, I counted when I climbed up from the outer wall just now. This is the seventeenth floor. The downstairs where you are standing now is a warehouse for hoarding inflammable and explosive materials. My ability This is a natural terrain advantage."

You said you can't attack her, but you didn't say you can't make big noises by relying on the terrain, right?
"I suggest you not use the power."

Yuan Ziyan activated his ability to block this possibility.

However, there is still a faint smile on the face of the young man, as if planning a strategy, and everything is still under control.

"The third time, you have used the ability three times." Fang Xing reminded her.

Yuan Ziyan had some guesses in his heart, "You..."

"Ability users have a very uniform characteristic, that is, high-frequency or long-term or large-scale use of abilities, the body will not be able to bear the load." Fang Xing turned the gun, pretending to aim at her, "What else can you propose?" How many suggestions? Suggest Miss Jia."

Yuan Ziyan was stunned, no wonder he wasn't panicking at all.

Her body also began to protest at this time, and the monitoring device on her wrist showed that her powers had begun to run amok.

Fang Xing's ability level is at least B-level or above, otherwise, as a B-level ability "advisor", sealing this ability will not cause a vicious reaction.

She can use the ability twice at most. Once the ability goes berserk, her brain will inevitably be impacted, and there is a high possibility of becoming a vegetable or even brain dead.

"Now I can't attack you, and I can't use my abilities. I can't interfere with you at all. But your target today is not me, but her."

Fang Xing put away the gun, pulled down the safety catch, and then threw it directly to Song Mo.

"Xiao Ling, do it."

Song Mo took the blunderbuss, raised it up, and aimed at Yuan Ziyan.

At the critical moment, Yuan Ziyan blurted out: "I suggest you, when you want to pull the trigger, you will turn the muzzle towards him!"

Her heart began to beat irregularly, and the supernatural power monitoring device on her wrist also started to flash the alarm, all of which were signs that the supernatural power was about to go berserk.

But fortunately, she turned the game back and let the two kill each other.

Yuan Ziyan stepped aside and leaned against the railing, she needed to relax.

The sky was dark, and the scenery of the entire rooftop was somewhat unclear.

Song Mo only felt that his hands were a little out of control.

Just like on the road that day, her body was controlled by Yuan Ziyan, and the position where the muzzle was facing became Fang Xing.

She dared not pull the trigger at this moment.

Now Fang Xing can't use the ability. If she takes aim, he can't dodge the bullet at all.

If she wants to personally send Fang Xing to Huangquan Road, if she can't do it, she will go crazy!

"Fang Xing, Fang Xing..."

Song Mo called his name helplessly.

She didn't know whether to do it or not.

She didn't know how she would face everyone if Fang Xing really died...

Fang Xing just told the story, "Xiao Ling, when I was very young, I was very afraid of pain, and I could cry for a long time if I broke a piece of skin."

"Then my parents took me to an amusement park. I got lost. I didn't know where to look for them. I was flustered. I fell on the side of the road and my legs were covered in blood."

"At that time, I was very scared. I was very afraid that I would not be able to go home, and I was very afraid that I would not see my parents. I cried for a long time, and then I found that crying or hesitating could not solve any problems at all."

"After I finished crying, I found a staff member in the amusement park and contacted them. From that day on, I never cried because of a little thing."

Song Mo breathed slowly, but still pointed the gun at him, and the effect of suggesting home was still in effect.

"Xiao Ling, one needs the courage to take that step." Fang Xing instilled chicken soup and slowly got up.

"I'm afraid I'll hit you." She was still confused.

"Do you believe me?"

"Believe."

She believed everything he said.

"I'll try to get as far away as possible before you pull the trigger. Believe me, I can dodge."

Song Mo's arm trembled a little, but she still couldn't suppress her fear, her finger on the trigger did not move at all.

The speed of the bullet was so fast that he might not be able to dodge it.

But Fang Xing said, trust him.

With a movement of her finger, the trigger was pulled, and the sound of gunfire echoed in her ears.

The evening wind blew past my ears.

Fang Xing was safe and sound.

The moment the trigger was pulled, he dodged to the side, and the bullet grazed his ear, without any danger.

Song Mo could feel that the moment the trigger was pulled, the marionette-like feeling disappeared, making her much more relaxed.

She resolutely aimed at Yuan Ziyan and pulled the trigger again, not giving her any chance to come back.

Yuan Ziyan's shoulders were red, and he leaned against the railing and fell slowly.

The bullet missed the point, and she fell into a coma due to the confusion of the supernatural energy.

Song Mo dropped the gun, struggled to stand up, stumbled and ran to Fang Xing's position.

"It's fine if you're fine, it's fine if you're fine, it's fine if you're fine..."

Her repeater usually repeats the same sentence, and her legs are still a little numb because of keeping in one position for a long time.

Only at this moment, the body temperature of the young man is real, the slowly rising and falling breath in his chest is real, and he is still alive.

Fang Xing wraps his arms around her body gently, "I told you, trust me."

Su Huaisheng, who had just climbed up from the outer wall, saw the scene in front of him as soon as he passed the railing.

"It's Chinese New Year today, right?" She looked at the two embracing each other.

At this time, silence is better than sound, Mr. Bai Juyi has written well.

She put Yuan Ziyan's body on her shoulders, then carried her over the railing and jumped down from the seventeenth floor.

As she fell, she reported to the other end of the communication, "The code name of the supernatural being wanted, Suggestion, has been captured. When he was captured, he was in a coma, and the situation was not optimistic. The supernatural power has already started to go berserk. Please prepare for the rescue operation as soon as possible. Guarantee Her life is safe."

Yuan Ziyan's current physical condition is very pessimistic, and if he is not rescued in time, he may be brain dead.

If she died, their painstaking arrest would be worthless.

Yuan Ziyan quickly lay down on the operating table, the bullet on his shoulder was taken out, the wound was bandaged, and the rampage of the supernatural ability was restrained in time.

Although the person was rescued, he was still in a coma.

(End of this chapter)