As soon as these words came out, Nan Mo felt a chill inexplicably rising in her heart, but she still pretended to be calm and said: "What nonsense are you talking about, how could it not be..."

"For the leader!"

A frenzied whisper suddenly broke out from Su Mu's throat.

Immediately, he took the initiative to grab Nan Mo's hand and slashed the dagger across her neck.

Sizzle!

That was the sound of a knife entering flesh, followed by the sound of blood gushing out.

Nan Mo's face was sprayed with blood. She stared blankly at Su Mu who fell to the ground, with an lingering fanaticism on her face.

"I...I killed someone!? He...why..."

She looked at her bloody hands, and the dagger in her hand slipped weakly and hit the ground with a crisp sound.

At this moment!

Pah pah pah......

Sudden applause rang out in the empty hall.

"Wonderful! It was really wonderful. Thank you both for presenting such a wonderful performance for me."

Among the dozen or so black-clad men from the Viper Gang, there was a thin man who even looked a little frail and was clapping.

He slowly walked out of the crowd, then took off the gas mask on his face, revealing a pale and handsome face.

"Su Mu!? This...how is this possible!?" Nan Mo's voice was a little distorted, and she looked at Su Mu in front of her in disbelief.

"If you are Sumu, then... who is he?"

Nan Mo trembled as she turned over the body of "Sumu" lying in a pool of blood, but when she saw the face clearly, she was stunned for a moment, and a chilling fear ran through her whole body!

Because that face was not Su Mu, but a strange man who looked three points similar to Su Mu, and seemed to be wearing makeup, making his skin look even paler.

"This... this is impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Yang Dongqing shouted in a panic. Although he was completely powerless, his eyes were not blind. It was obviously Su Mu who was kidnapped, so how come it became another person now?

Even if this person looks a bit similar to Su Mu, they are not similar enough to be mistaken for each other, and he is not face-blind.

etc......

Yang Dongqing suddenly realized that something was wrong before. In his impression, Su Mu had always been a sickly person. He suddenly had a nosebleed during class and needed to use a crutch and sit in a wheelchair. It seemed that a gust of wind could blow him down. With such a physique, how could he have avoided his dying counterattack just now?

That light and nimble backward leap didn't seem like something a sickly person could do.

"You are also a superhuman!!" Yang Dongqing raised his head in disbelief, staring at the newly appeared Su Mu.

Su Mu smiled without saying anything, turned around and ordered: "Come here, take these two frightened men and women away to rest."

"Yes, Chief!"

The two younger brothers hurried forward and dragged away Yang Dongqing, who was like a dead dog, and Nan Mo, who was like a puppet.

He would not be like a villain, talking endlessly and giving the other party a chance to turn the tables.

The previous stand-in was so arrogant mainly to test whether Yang Dongqing had any trump cards. He didn't want the other party to suddenly attack and kill him during the interrogation.

But what I didn’t expect was that instead of testing Yang Dongqing, Nan Mo showed up.

"Chief, you scared me to death. I thought you..." Zhao Chaoyao looked at the body of the substitute on the ground in shock and walked quickly to Su Mu.

"A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. I understand this principle." Su Mu's voice suddenly sounded from behind Zhao Chaoyao.

Zhao Chaoyao was instantly horrified. The leader was clearly right in front of him, so why did the voice come from behind him?

He turned his head suddenly and saw a burly man among the group of men in black taking off his gas mask, revealing a pale and handsome face.

It’s Su Mu!

At this moment, Zhao Chaoyao's scalp was numb: "What...what on earth is..."

He quickly looked at Su Mu in front of him, but found that the face was becoming more and more unfamiliar, and he was completely a different person.

Behind him, Su Mu was slowly unbuttoning his black suit, revealing the bulging bulletproof armor underneath the suit, which he was removing piece by piece.

That's why he has such a big body.

Zhao Chaoyao stood there in a daze, looking as if he had seen a ghost.

Su Mu said calmly: "What's the big deal? Didn't I say that a gentleman doesn't stand under a dangerous wall?"

Zhao Chaoyao, who was in a state of shock, subconsciously replied: "But you deceived, attacked, poisoned, and took advantage of people's feelings. This doesn't seem like a gentleman..."

"Hmm?" Su Mu glanced at Zhao Chaoyao indifferently, scaring the other party so much that he quickly changed the subject abruptly.

"Chief, you have chosen the right two substitutes. They are three-quarters like you, which is rare in the world." Having said this, he suddenly paused and looked at Su Mu carefully.

"By the way, Chief, this person of yours now, isn't that another substitute?"

Su Mu ignored him and took out his brown glasses from his pocket and put them on again. His unusually deep eyes slowly disappeared.

“It doesn’t matter whether it’s similar or not, what matters is hypnosis.

"There are calming candles on every floor of the Viper Gang headquarters. He fought his way here and absorbed all the candles along the way.

Coupled with the countless hints of the Ouroboros symbol and the fact that Nan Mo revealed my information in advance, he had a preconceived notion in his mind. All of this was paving the way for this hypnosis. The reason why I specially found a substitute who looked a bit like him was mainly because I had never hypnotized a transcendent before, so I just wanted to be on the safe side."

"Great! Chief, you are really great!" Zhao Chaoyao's expression became more and more enthusiastic, but then a trace of doubt appeared on his face: "By the way, Chief, what about the poisoning? When I heard your stand-in say it just now, I was shocked, but now that I think about it carefully, it seems that there is something wrong.

Nan Mo's lips are poisonous, but what if she licked her lips in the middle? Also, what if she didn't kiss Yang Dongqing, wouldn't that be..."

"My plan will not fail." Su Mu smiled mysteriously: "Because... there is no poison at all."

"What!?" Zhao Chaoyao was shocked, and the CPU became a little hot for a moment.

"Have you heard of the water dripping sound killing experiment? Someone once did such an experiment. They blindfolded a tied-up death row inmate and told him to drain all his blood. Then they applied a little pain to his wrist and let the faucet drip water, making a continuous dripping sound.

After a while, the death row prisoner really died.

However, the fact is that he was not bleeding, but was dripping from head to toe.

This is the effect of psychological suggestion! "

Speaking of this, a look of intoxication appeared on Su Mu's face. He seemed to like this power that played with people's hearts.