The vest of the almighty boss can't hide it

Chapter 883 Obey, sir

Moreover, Jiang Yue's subordinates are all men, trapped in this mountaintop building all day, he must have some entertainment.

Men understand men better.

Lin Yan's face was pale because he hadn't seen the sun for many days, so he was naturally considered to be bullied and ravaged.

She didn't mean to explain. That's the reason why she cut her hair short and pretended to be a man.

"I said girl," an Interpol turned around, "were you kidnapped by them, or did you survive yourself?"

"Hahaha, if I took over the job, I probably didn't expect to serve so many people." His colleagues laughed loudly, looking for some entertainment in this tense moment.

Lin Yan raised her chin. Under the dim light, her chin was slightly blue and white, like a newly grown walnut hanging from a branch. The profile of her face was graceful, and her pale skin gave her a miserable beauty.

It is very in line with the aesthetic tendency of these foreign men towards Chinese girls who are weak and gentle.

So Lin Yan hooked his fingers towards the man who was joking, this gesture was too ambiguous in such an atmosphere.

Everyone concluded that she was the kind of person who took the initiative to take the job.

The man laughed, and the captain turned his head and glared at him angrily, "Joseph, I remind you to pay attention to your identity."

"Don't worry, officer, I won't mess around. I heard that women in Huaguo are all tender and tender, and those who do this line of work have received special training..." While dealing with the captain, the man quietly stretched out his hand, wanting to what to touch.

Anyway, people who do this business don't care...

The next second, he screamed.

Lin Yan's fingers were completely grasped, and he turned upwards at an incredible angle. Several colleagues around him heard the sound of fingers snapping one by one.

Creepy.

The captain suddenly turned his head, "Who are you?"

He broke out in a cold sweat for a moment, suspecting that he had let a medicine man in.

But...according to the information they received, the medicine man lost his consciousness and thinking ability, and was just a killing machine like a mad dog.

When did you understand tactics? ? ?
Lin Yan said flatly, "I'm not a medicine man."

One sentence dispelled the captain's doubts, and then pushed the man who was almost fainted from the pain towards the captain.

The captain was furious immediately, "Asshole, Interpol is also you who can..."

"The medicine man is here." Lin Yan reminded lightly.

The men's screams gave away their positions.

They used the dim light to form a relatively safe fortress, trying to sneak away while the medicine man was not paying attention.

This time I'm still transferring a fart, so I can only carry it head-on!
The captain cursed inwardly, and angrily pushed away the men who were lying on him, and said to the others: "Ready for battle!"

As soon as the words fell, a figure beside him rushed out.

The captain looked back and saw that his subordinates were still there, but the girl next to him had disappeared...

"Her?" The captain was surprised. The appearance of the girl set off his subordinates—the combat elite who had received rigorous professional training became useless.

"Captain," one of his subordinates said tremblingly, "That girl just now seems to be Lin Yan from the live broadcast a few days ago."

The captain shuddered all over and grabbed his subordinate's collar, "Seriously, did you see clearly?"

The subordinate shook his head uncertainly, then nodded with certainty.

"Damn!" The captain pushed his subordinates away, "I said she looks a little familiar, and so do you, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

At this time, everyone remembered how fierce the girl was in the live broadcast a few days ago, and also remembered the joke she made just now.I finally understand how deadly a cheap mouth can be.

The captain gritted his teeth, and said: "No matter what, since the medicine man has come out, we have no reason to retreat. You stay to protect the hostages, and you go up with me."

He rushed forward with a gun in his hand, and the men who were called were also excited. Just as he rushed out, he was smashed head-on by a few medicine men.

The captain and the others struggled to get up, and found that the medicine man was also struggling, and was about to replenish his gun.

Lin Yan, who was standing in the flames and thick smoke not far away, turned his head, his eyes were cold, like a sharp sword cutting through thorns, and he said coldly: "I want to live, no one is allowed to shoot."

The captain was stunned, thinking he heard it wrong:
To live? ? ?Faced with such an extremely crazy fighting mad dog, do you still want to live?

Why are you taking it back?Are you in the ring?

But in Lin Yan's eyes, if you dare to defy, I'll break your neck first.

The captain shuddered, instantly blissful to his heart, and replied resoundingly: "Of order, sir!"

Lin Yan's gaze reminded them of the devil training they had received.

The bounden duty of combat elites is to obey orders, so the first lesson the instructors give them has nothing to do with any combat skills, but requires them to unconditionally say "Obey, sir!"

From their resistance and questioning at the very beginning, to the end even if the instructor told them to eat shit, they would unconditionally shout: "Obey, sir!"

This horrific memory has formed a deep imprint in the soul of every Interpol. During the years of carrying out missions, the captain and his subordinates thought that the nightmare was over, but Lin Yan's gaze just now made them return to the devil in an instant. In the instructor's shadow.

The captain waved his hands and led his men to stun the medicine man, and then dragged them back to the "trench".

Hongmeng burst out laughing, "Good boy! Awesome, Interpol, I've become a kitten in front of you, so what can I do?"

The corners of Lin Yan's mouth were lightly pursed, and a sneering smile appeared, "Now you know why Yaoren was controlled by the harmonica, right?"

Hong Meng was puzzled, "Ah, why?"

"It's the same as the Interpol just now. The endless cruel training completely wears away personal will and dignity, making them as precise and loyal as machines. Even an independent individual with a strong will can become like that, let alone a The medicine man who underwent pontine surgery.”

Hong Meng instantly understood that Lin Yan was rehearsing in advance just now.

The other medicine men continued to rush towards Lin Yan under the control of the harmonica, and Hong Meng couldn't help worrying, "You have to be careful, they are different from any previous opponents."

Whether it is Tai Tan, Xiao Tang or Yang Xuewei, they all feel pain, and their pain instinct will limit their actions, but Yaoren does not.

Lin Yan: "Everything has advantages and disadvantages."

She bent down and squatted down, with one hand on the ground, like a leopard in an ambush, every nerve in her body was tense to the extreme.

The biggest characteristic of medicine people is that they have no self-awareness, no pain, and they will frantically attack their opponents until the last moment, so their shortcomings are exactly the same.

Lin Yan struck out quickly and directly hit a medicine man on the back of the neck.

Surprisingly, just as the medicine man was about to attack, he suddenly returned to the basket and subconsciously held his head in his hands.

So Lin Yan quickly pulled him down, then tied his hands with ropes and threw him at the captain's feet.

The captain was stunned again, and one of his subordinates quietly tugged at his sleeve, "Captain, this person acted like instructor Seven just now."

(End of this chapter)