Rebirth of the strongest magic chef

Chapter 406 Binding
A delicate iron needle was pressed against the man's neck, and the tingling sensation from the needle made the man's hand stagnate in mid-air, not daring to make any moves.

The position of the iron needle is extremely tricky, right at the position of the carotid artery, as long as Jiang Yan exerts a little force, the sharp iron needle can easily penetrate the man's neck and cut open his carotid artery.

Once the carotid artery is cut and the artery ruptures, it is very likely to cause instant death.

Probably because the blood loss after carotid artery rupture will be jet-like, it is difficult to stop the bleeding, even if the bleeding is stopped in time, it is difficult to restore the blood circulation function in time, and there is still a risk of death.

The man is considered a killer, and he still has some understanding of these things, but in his information, Jiang Yan is just an ordinary college student who majored in engineering management. Logically speaking, he should not be so clear about these medical things, maybe it was just an accident ?
But he didn't dare to bet, the stake on this bet was his life.

"Move, and I will kill you. As for whether what I said is true, I think you should know better than me." Jiang Yan exerted a little force on his hand, and the expression in the man's eyes changed obviously, obviously very clear.

A long time ago, Jiang Yan was a college student ignorant of the world, living an ordinary and ordinary life like everyone else, until he met Zeng Jun.

The person who robbed his girlfriend, made him bankrupt, and even ruined his family.

Before rebirth, Jiang Yan had the experience of assassinating Zeng Jun. Before that, he frantically looked up information on the Internet, and what he saw were basically one-hit kills.

In order to verify and get familiar with these things, as a caring person, he bought a bunch of white mice and used them for experiments.

It may be a little rusty at the beginning, but later on, the movements are familiar. Killing a mouse is as easy as crushing an ant.

If Zeng Jun hadn't been surrounded by too many bodyguards, Jiang Yan would have been able to overthrow the latter in twos and twos, and then use any kind of technique to complete his instant kill.

As early as when he saw the black shadow, he was vigilant, and almost instinctively simulated several sets of battle plans in his mind, and quickly selected the one with the highest winning rate.

That is to pretend not to find the man, lie on the bed, and then attack suddenly.

Relying on surprise, Jiang Yan really covered the man with a thick quilt, and pressed him under his body. A round of boxing thought that the man would be knocked out, but who knew that the latter followed suit, and even reversed his routine. some.

Fortunately, he was meticulous, and the second emergency plan was activated instantly, and when he rolled under the bed with his strength, he picked up the iron needle on the cabinet.

Then there was a scene where Fei rushed forward, and the iron needle controlled the man.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yan couldn't help feeling grateful to the little beauty.

This iron needle is the sewing box bought when the room was first arranged, and it is also an IKEA item. I remember that the price of this small box is as high as more than ten yuan, and Jiang Yan kept saying that it is not worth it.

After all, both he and the little beauty are the kind of people who have nothing to do with needlework.

Later, the little beauty tried her best to buy it, claiming to refer to the layout of a five-star hotel.

It is said that in a five-star hotel, there are everything from sewing boxes and flashlights to umbrellas, coats, etc., but the idea of ​​the little beauty is that the supporting facilities in the room must not be worse than that of a star hotel.

There are more than a dozen needles in the sewing box, which are placed in the drawer of the cabinet every day. It is also an iron needle in the sewing box that Jiang Yan likes to use toothpicks since he was a child.

The iron needle was a bit uncomfortable to use at first, but later it worked very well, so it was kept on the bedside table by Jiang Yan, and it was not put in the sewing box in the drawer, but it came in handy at this time.

If it wasn't for this iron needle, the unarmed Jiang Yan, no matter how hard he struggled, would not be a male opponent with a murderous dagger, who obviously had strong combat experience.

However, things are impermanent, and there is no book without a coincidence, and sometimes it is just such a coincidence.

The man saw a sudden smile on the corner of Jiang Yan's mouth, followed by two sharp pains in the back of his head, and then his body went limp and he fell down.

"It stands to reason that you should be knocked out in one stroke. It seems that I'm unfamiliar." Jiang Yan touched his chin and said.

In order to prevent the man from repeating the same trick, Jiang Yan approached carefully, and then hit the man's neck and back of the head several times.

Even if it is a strong and strong man, it is absolutely impossible to be safe and sound at this time.

Jiang Yan felt a little relieved, and quickly rummaged through the room, and sure enough, he found a thick hemp rope in the closet.

The hemp rope in this room was also one of Jiang Yan's complaints at the beginning. What use can this hemp rope be?Could it be climbing out of a window in the event of a fire?

But damn, it's tens of stories high. Although the hemp rope is strong, it's not that long!

Fortunately, these things that were not commonly used in the past played a huge role at this time. It took Jiang Yan a full half an hour to tie the man into a twisted rice dumpling. Both ends of the rope were tied with knots!

The binding method of this twisted rice dumpling is also somewhat exquisite, completely controlling the man's head, neck and limbs, making it impossible for the man to exert any strength at all.

Jiang Yan also searched on the mobile phone on the spot, learning what he learned and using it now. It seems that it is not bad.

It was only at this time that Jiang Yan was completely relieved and heaved a deep sigh of relief.

He just fell to the side, leaning against the edge of the bed, his whole body tensed up, apparently still unable to recover from the previous tense situation.

He inhaled deeply and exhaled long, repeated this several times, not only his beating heart, but also his breathing calmed down.

There was a small freezer of similar size beside the cabinet. Jiang Yan opened the door of the cabinet, took out a bottle of iced drink, and drank it slowly.

It wasn't until he drank a bottle of iced drink that he suddenly remembered something and hurriedly stood up and ran outside.

He was attacked in his sleep, what about Qingqian next door?
After running two steps, he stopped again, returned to the bedside, held the man's murder dagger and the iron needle in his hands, left and right, and went out cautiously.

Turn on the headlights in the hall for the first time and illuminate the surroundings.

Jiang Yan took a cautious look, and after making sure that no one else existed, he came to Qingqian's door.

Holding the handle of the door with his hand, he pushed hard, but the door remained motionless.

Jiang Yan once again breathed a sigh of relief.

The little beauty has always had the habit of locking the door behind her back, but Jiang Yan doesn't care. After all, he is an old man, but he doesn't have so many scruples. An old man, is he afraid that a cute little beauty will do something wrong to him?
What's more, Qingqian always asked him not to lock the door for the convenience of coming to him.

But locking the door does not necessarily mean that Qingqian is safe and sound, maybe the assassin entered the room and closed the door?

Jiang Yan raised his hand and knocked hard on the door, feeling anxious again.

After waiting for a long time, no one answered, Jiang Yan was extremely worried, and hurriedly knocked again.

Still no one answered, but there were obviously subtle footsteps approaching the door.

Jiang Yan's heart tightened, and he leaned to one side, tightly holding the sharp weapon in his hands.

(End of this chapter)