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( ) The next second his hand was on Ogata's shoulder.

Vodka's hostility all over his body seemed to be involved in a vortex, and was quickly sucked away by a terrible suction.

"Let go... let go..." Vodka was weak all over, staring at Ogata with wide-eyed eyes, and said inarticulately.

The original cold face turned pale, his whole arm trembled, and the other hand seemed to have lost the strength to even grab the gun.His body couldn't stop trembling, shaking like a sieve, under the phenomenon visible to the naked eye, wisps of black power poured into Ogata's body like shreds of smoke.

The map of Mingding Gangqi was opened, and he wanted to empty out the hostility from Vodka.

Ogata, even a god of death at the level of Ruk can suck it clean, let alone a human being.

After the last ray of black power disappeared, the illusion of vodka's original imposing manner disappeared.His face became more and more ugly, and he sat on the ground dejectedly, his body trembling.

When a murderer who doesn't blink is sucked away from all the hostility, he won't die...but his body will be weak and weak in a short period of time, and he will fall into a negative state of declining physical function.

Ogata relieved the threat of vodka to himself, sucked away some impure hostility, and was trying to digest it.After all, the hostility of human beings is very mottled, unlike ghosts, who exercise extremely clean energy after death.

Qin Jiu held the gun tightly, his hair swayed in his sight, and his eyes flickered coldly.Seeing the vodka like this, I felt very careful in my heart, and said to Ogata: "What did you do to him?"

Human beings are full of fear of the unknown, and things that cannot be solved with guns are hopeless for people like Gin.

Ogata said lightly: "Just teach your subordinates a lesson."

"It's still the deal just now. I want you to contact the head of the organization and let him talk to me, otherwise it's not just vodka, but you too..." Ogata's voice fell, and he responded with a serious gaze gin.

Under the control of his mind, Ogata manipulated the scalpel.The sharp point of the knife landed on Gin Jiu's skin little by little, as if he would be cut open by the sharp edge as long as he dared to lean back.

Gin immediately felt the chilly texture sticking to his skin, the pupils in his eyes shrank slightly, looking at Ogata opposite him, and the vodka who had lost his ability to move.

This kind of threat and oppression of imminent death made Qin Jiu feel very uncomfortable.Because he always looked at the weak opponent, struggling and begging for mercy in front of his own eyes.But I never thought that today... I would be so useless.

He gritted his teeth, blaming himself for being too careless and underestimating the forensic doctor's ability.

The man in front of him who is against the organization is by no means a small character.He regretted not reporting his information and the fact that he rescued Miyano Shiho to the higher-ups during this operation.

Many thoughts flowed through Qin Jiu's heart, and his eyes flickered.

If I don't die this time, I must find a way to get rid of him, otherwise it will be the biggest disaster.

"Okay, I promise you." Qin Jiu raised his eyebrows slightly.

His voice echoed in the empty parking lot, reaching Ogata's ears with great texture.

Oh?

After receiving Gin's reply, Ogata's expression did not change at all.While thinking, I was calculating in my heart.

This guy will never compromise so easily.

Because his mind is higher than that of ordinary people, not just one or two levels.

The reason why he satisfied his request so quickly was definitely because he had other plans to lower his vigilance and defenses as much as possible.

Ogata picked up the pistol that Vodka dropped on the ground, and while guarding against the gin, he also paid attention to what troubles this guy who had almost lost his mobility would make.

But okay.

At this moment, Vodka's face is ugly, sitting on the ground like losing his soul, he doesn't even have the strength to raise his arms, and it will take more than ten minutes to slowly adapt to the current state.And Ogata picked up his gun because he was worried that he would threaten him again afterwards.

Staring at the gin, Ogata said casually: "Then you put down the gun and do what you say."

No matter what the man's intentions are, as long as his life is in his own hands, he will take the initiative.

Qin Jiu hesitated, and slowly put down the gun.

He took out his mobile phone, put his fingertips on the keyboard, and dialed the number...

"Ogata, this guy called [-]."

In Ogata's mind, Zuowei's voice was transmitted.

Because the scalpel was right behind Gin, he immediately caught the three-digit number displayed on the phone's display.

A cold gleam flashed in his eyes.

The 110 number dialed by Gin Jiu is the same as in China, it is used to report the police.

As a member of the black organization, he didn't hesitate to drive wolves and tigers, trying to use the police to deal with him.

Ogata turned his head and thought of a certain possibility.

Could it be that......

Qin Jiu took the risk to report to the police because someone in the police system had reached some kind of connection with the organization in black?

He could kill without fear, but the police did not suspect this guy, and there was no arrest warrant for him... No matter how clean the cleanup was, no matter how perfect the aftermath was, it was impossible to do these things.

Obviously, it is not impossible for the power of the black organization to infiltrate into the police.

"Hello? This is..."

Just as Qin Jiu opened his mouth to speak, a silver-white ray of light made a "swoosh" sound, and then the piercing light of the knife flashed into his sight for an instant, and then he felt a sharp pain in his palm, which made him open his mouth wide, holding back Can't stop barking my teeth...

His eyes widened, and he stared at his palm with ruthless eyes, cold sweat streaming down his forehead in pain.

Even if he is Gin, even if he is a murderous person who kills like a joke in a game, he cannot face the current situation.

A white scalpel, like a nail, pierced through his palm when it was shot.

The blood ** opened, a neat gap.

Blood flowed rushingly, along the tip of the knife, along the edge of the blade, drops of red spread, and quietly fell to the ground...

"You!" Qin Jiu's pained face was ferocious, his face was pale, and his whole body was terrifying like a ghost, and he shouted in a cold voice.

His hand trembled in mid-air, and the scalpel was not pulled out for a moment. His pain was like a bug biting the flesh. When he felt the contact and friction between the flesh and the blade, the pain continued to be sharp.

The phone fell to the ground just now because of the severe pain.

"This hand, you can't hold a gun. I guess it's fair, because you've killed a lot of people with it!"

When Ogata was talking, his mind conveyed an idea to Zuowei.

The next moment, Qin Jiu's eyes seemed to protrude, the eyeballs were wide open, bloodshot, and he screamed in pain, watching the scalpel swing back and forth, opening a bigger wound.

Torn blood vessels and ragged pieces of meat.

Red liquid splashed out, Gin was sweating coldly, and quickly pulled out the scalpel.

In pain and anger, he threw the scalpel viciously...

The scalpel changed its parabola in the air, turned into a smooth white light, and flew back to its original position, behind Gin's neck.

"Brother!" Vodka, who had come to his senses and stood up slowly, changed his expression, looking at the painful gin, he couldn't imagine the scene in front of him.

Gin was very calm, he quickly tore off a piece of fabric from his clothes with his mouth and the other hand, and then simply wrapped it on his bloody palm.

But soon, Yin Hong cut the cloth from the wound that was seeping blood.

"kill me!"

Qin Jiu looked at Ogata, the sweat on his forehead slid down the bridge of his nose, and there was anger and coldness in his eyes.

"You bandaged your wounds and obviously wanted to live."

Ogata replied.

"I won't say anything related to the organization." Gin sneered presumptuously, as if fooling the man opposite.

"And what about him?"

Ogata looked at the weak vodka next to him.

Gin looked at Vodka, his eyes piercing the air: "He won't either."

Vodka nodded quickly.

"Do you want to be like gin?"

Ogata turned his head, looked at Vodka, who had no momentum or threat at all, and raised the gun that belonged to him in his hand.

Vodka's complexion changed, and the expression on his face was a little stiff.

"Vodka!"

Gin gritted his teeth, his voice getting colder.

"Tell me what you know..."

Ogata had to dig out useful information from the two of them, otherwise he felt that it would take a lot of energy to destroy the black organization, and he didn't know that it would take years and months to do it.

"Bang!" The gunshot rang out.

Ogata's marksmanship was terrible, and he wanted to frighten the opponent, so he fired casually. Unexpectedly, he almost hit the vodka, and the bullet went straight through his hat.

Vodka was startled and gasped.

"I......"

Swallowing a mouthful of spit in his throat, Vodka looked at Ogata, lost the cover of his sunglasses, his eyes showed fear, and his lips parted slightly.

He is afraid of death.

Killers with a habit of killing are not many dead soldiers who have seen through life and death.

This is the reality comparison mentioned by a certain professor in the psychological insights that Ogata has read.

"speak out."

Ogata stared at the vodka.

Gin was still talking, the scalpel pierced the skin of his neck, and the tip of the knife penetrated into the flesh.

The vodka was not finished yet.

"Bang!" Qin Jiu actually risked his life, raised his pistol, aimed at his companion, and fired several rounds, while the other bullets were aimed at Ogata.

Lightning and flint, a short blink of an eye!

A lot happened. (To be continued.)